[00:01.00]8 Mile (2002)
[00:09.00]{Verse}
[00:10.08]Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
[00:12.46]I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
[00:14.77]Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
[00:17.30]My life's like one great big ball of shit
[00:19.61]If I could just put it all into all I spit
[00:22.28]Instead of always trying to swallow it
[00:24.03]Instead of staring at this wall and shit
[00:26.12]While I sit, writer's block, sick of all this shit
[00:28.48]Can't call it, shit, all I know is I'm about to hit the wall
[00:31.67]If I have to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
[00:34.70]This is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
[00:37.55]I ain't dealing with another fucking politic
[00:40.07]I'm like a skillet bubbling until it filters up
[00:42.21]I'm about to kill it, I can feel it building up
[00:44.95]Blow this building up, I've concealed enough
[00:47.53]My cup runneth over, I done filled it up
[00:49.89]The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts
[00:52.46]You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
[00:54.85]Well, I'ma show you what, you gon' feel my rush
[00:57.64]You don't feel it, then it must be too real to touch
[01:00.06]Peel the Dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
[01:02.38]Goosebumps, yeah, I'ma make your hair sit up
[01:04.79]Yeah, sit up, I'ma tell you who I be
[01:07.51]I'ma make you hate me, cause you ain't me
[01:10.03]You wait, it ain't too late to finally see
[01:12.34]What you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see
[01:14.92]Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder's fee
[01:17.50]Out this world, ain't no one out their mind as me
[01:20.04]You need peace of mind? Here's a piece of mine
[01:22.66]All I need's a line
[01:23.90]But sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme
[01:26.40]To express how I'm really feeling at that time
[01:28.80]Yeah, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
[01:30.51]It's just sometimes, it's always me
[01:32.57]How dark can these hallways be?
[01:34.49]The clock strikes midnight, one, two, then half-past three
[01:38.00]This half-assed rhyme with this half-assed piece of paper
[01:41.14]{rip} I'm desperate at my desk
[01:42.89]If I can just get the rest of the shit off my chest again
[01:45.00]Stuck in a slump, can't think of nothin'
[01:45.51]Fuck, I'm stumped up, wait, here comes somethin'
[01:51.05]{crumples paper} Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out
[01:53.12]New pad, crinkle it up, and throw the shit out
[01:55.33]I'm fizzlin' now, thought I figured it out
[01:57.58]Ball's in my court, but I'm scared to dribble it out
[02:00.28]I'm afraid, but why am I afraid?
[02:02.25]Why am I a slave to this trade? Cyanide I spit to the grave
[02:05.89]Real enough to rile you up
[02:07.77]Want me to flip it, I can rip it any style you want
[02:10.13]I'm a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
[02:12.88]I'ma sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a
[02:15.00]Fucking boiling point, put some oil in your joints
[02:18.00]Flip the coin, bitch, come get destroyed
[02:20.73]An MC's worst dream, I make 'em tense
[02:22.95]They hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fence
[02:25.34]By the looks of 'em, you would swear that Jaws was comin'
[02:27.82]By the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm sawing someone
[02:30.29]By the way they're running, you would swear the law was comin'
[02:32.77]It's now or never, and tonight is all or nothin'
[02:35.33]Momma, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, he said he'd be back
[02:38.40]He pinky promised, I don't think he's honest
[02:40.47]I'll be back, baby, I just gotta beat this clock
[02:42.88]Fuck this clock, I'ma make 'em eat this watch
[02:45.48]Don't believe me? Watch, I'ma win this race
[02:47.88]And I'ma come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch
[02:51.03]I found my niche, you gon' hear my voice
[02:53.12]'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
[02:55.58]If I gotta scream 'til I have half a lung
[02:58.17]If I have half a chance I grab it — Rabbit, run!
[03:01.54]--- 8 Mile (2002) ---
[03:01.54]--- Eminem ---
[03:04.54]Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
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