Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

It's ok, it's ok, let the get back this day

1

Sometimes I just like, quittin,
I mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still write,
Sometimes it's hard enough dealing with real life,
I just wanna jump on stage and just kill mic's,
And show people what my level of skill's like,
But I'm still white, sometimes I just life,
ain't right, hit the brake lights,
Case of this stage fright, draw on the flight

Call but I fall,
It ain't my breaking my balls'
My insides and I clam up,
I just shut, I just can't do it,
My whole man-hoods, just stripped,
I've just been picked so I must then get on the bus split,
Man fuck shit, yo I'm going the fuck home,
World on my as I run back to this 8 mile road...

I'm a man, I'm a a new plan,
Time for me to just stand up and new land,
Time to leave and just matters into my own hands,
Once I'm these track man I'm a never look back,

And I'm and I know right where I'm goin,
Sorry momma I'm grown, I travel alone,
Aint no footsteps, I'm making my own,
Only way that I know how to from, this 8 mile road...

2

Walking these train trying to regain back,
The spirit I have before I go to the same crap,
To the plant, in the same pants,
Trying to rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, gotta new man,
Poor baby sister, she don't understand,
Sits in front of the tv, buries her in the pad,
And just colours until the get dull in her hand,
While she just her big brother and mother and dad
There's no telling what really on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the daddy that one of us had,
But I keep running from something I never so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, I ain't blew up yet,
Its like I grew up but I ain't up to nuts yet,
Dont got a rep, my step, don't got pep,
The pressures too much man I'm trying to do what's best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I tell her why,
Not a moment goes by that I look at the sky,
I'm begging you god,
Please let me be fishin holding no regular job,
Yo I hope you will be home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this tomorrow,
Tell my I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say you need me baby, I'm never to far,
But yo I get out there, the only way I know,
And I'm a be for you the second that I blow,
On everything I own, I'll it on my own,
Off to work I go, to this 8 mile road...

3

You got to live it to it, you didn't then you wouldn't get it,
Well see what the big deal is, why wasn't and is,
To be this borderline of detroit city limits,
Its in it, a certain significant of certificate
Of authenticity, never even see but it's everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, a meda ta mc,
Who's incredable on the same as me,
The chaque unsigned, having a rough time,
Sit on the with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to work and serve mc's in the line,
But it comes crunch time, where do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who I know,
Or am I just another grabbing the
Cause I ain't having no luck with this rappers so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to shit,
I'm a little skeptical who I hang out with,
I look a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit,
At the army trying to salvage an outfit,
And cold trying to travel this road,
Plus I feel like I'm always in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing don't it pity from no one,
This is no fun, there is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I just like, I'm being pulled a-part,
From one of my limbs, by each one of my friends,
Its to make me just wanna jump out of my skin,
Sometimes I just feel like a robot, sometimes I know not,
What I'm doing I just my head as a stove top,
I explode, the kettle gets so hot,
Sometimes my just overloads the acid, I don't got,
But I learned time for me to u-turn,
Yo it only one time for me to get burned,
Aint no her next time I need a new girl,
I can no longer play or be immature,
I got every ingredient all I is the courage,
I already got the beat all I need is the word,
Uh uh got the urge, suddenly a surge,
a new burst of energy hits the curve,
Time to show these free leaders, three and the third,
I am no scared now, I'm free as a bird,
Then I turn and cross over the curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see a blur, this 8 mile road...