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Eminem - 8 Mile |
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Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I still might |
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Why do I put upthis fight, why do I still write |
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Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin wit real life |
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Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics |
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And show these people what my level of skills like |
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But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life |
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Something ain't right, hit the brake lights |
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Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank light |
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Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault |
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Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl |
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And I clam up, I just slam shut |
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I just can't do it, my whole manhoods |
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Just been stripped, I have just been vicked |
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So i must then get, off this bus then split |
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Man **** this shit yo, I'm going the **** home |
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World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road |
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I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan |
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Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land |
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Time for me to just take matters into my own hands |
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Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back |
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(8 mile road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going |
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Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel alone |
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Ain't gunna follow these footsteps, I'm making my own |
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Only way I know how to escape from this 8 mile road |
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I'm walking these train tracks, tryin to regain back |
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the spirit I had fore I go back to the same crap |
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To the same plant, in the same pants |
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Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP |
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And get a new plan, mommas got a new mam |
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Poor little baby sister, she don't understand |
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Sits in front of the T.V, buries her nose in the pad |
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And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand |
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While she colors her big brother, her mother and dad |
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Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head |
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Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had |
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But I keep runnin from something I never wanted so bad! |
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Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet |
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It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet |
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Don't got a rep my step, don't got enough pep |
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The pressures to much man, I'm just tryin to do whats best |
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And I try, sit alone and I cry |
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Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by |
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That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you god |
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Please don't let me bitchin holdin no regular job |
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Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are |
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Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow |
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Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye |
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Say whenevr you need me baby I'm never to far |
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But yo I gotta get out there the only way that I know |
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And I'ma be back for you the second that I blow |
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On everything I own, I'll make it on my own |
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Off to work I go, back to this 8 mile road |
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I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan |
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Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land |
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Time for me to just take matters into my own hands |
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Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back |
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(8 mile road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going |
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Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel alone |
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Ain't gunna follow these footsteps, I'm making my own |
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Only way I know how to escape from this 8 mile road |
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You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it |
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Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest |
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To be walkin this boarder line of Detroit city limits |
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It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate |
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Of authenticity, you've never even seen |
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But it's everthing to me, it's my credibility |
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You've never seen heard smelled or met a real MC |
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Who's incredible upon the same pedastal as me |
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But yet I'm still unsigned, having a rough time |
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Sit on the porch wit all my friends and kick dumb rhymes |
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Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline |
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But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go |
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Who must I show, to bust my flow |
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Where must I go, who must I know |
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Or am I just another crab in the bucket |
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Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so **** it |
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Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit |
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I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with |
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I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit |
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At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit |
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And it's cold tryin to travel this raod |
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Plus I feel like on stuck in this battlin mode |
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My defenses are so up, and one thing I don't want |
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Is pity from no one, this city is no fun |
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There is no sun, and it's so dark |
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Sometimes I just feel like I being pulled apart |
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From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends |
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It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin |
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Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not |
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What I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top |
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I just explode, the kettle gets so hot |
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Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got |
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But I've learned, it's time for me to u-turn |
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Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned |
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Ain't no falling no next time I meet a new girl |
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I can no longer play stupid or be immature |
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I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage |
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Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words |
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Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge |
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Suddenly a new burst of energy has ocurred |
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Time to show these free world leaders at three in the third |
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I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird |
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Then I turn and cross over the median curb |
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Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 mile road |
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I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan |
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Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land |
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Time for me to just take matters into my own hands |
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Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back |
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(8 mile road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going |
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Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel alone |
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Ain't gunna follow these footsteps, I'm making my own |
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Only way I know how to escape from this 8 mile road |
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