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Letra 8 Mile road
Album: 8 mile
Artista: Eminem
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Sometimes I just feel like
Quitting I still might
Why do I put up this fight?
Why do I still write?
Sometimes itīs hard enough just dealing with real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skillīs like
But Iīm still white
Sometimes I just hate life
Something ainīt right
Hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright
Drawing a blank like
(blabbering)
It ainīt my fault
Great big eye balls
My insides crawl
And I clam up
I just slam shut
I just canīt do it
My whole manhoodīs just been stripped
I have just been ripped
So I must then get
Off the bus then split
Man fuck this shit
Yo, Iīm going the fuck home
Rolling my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road.
Iīm a man
Iīma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once Iīm over these tracks, man Iīma never look back
And Iīm gone
I know right where Iīm going
Sorry, momma, Iīm grown
I must travel alone
Ainīt gonī follow no footsteps Iīm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road.
Walking these train tracks
Tryin to regain back
The spirit I had īfore I go back to the same crap
To the same plant
And the same pants
Tryin to chase rap
Gotta move ASAP
Get a new plan
Mommaīs got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she donīt understand
Sits in front of the TV buries her nose in her pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors a big brother, a mother and dad
Ainīt no telling what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad
Sometimes I get upset cuz I ainīt blew up yet
Itīs like a grew up but I ainīt grow me two nuts yet
Donīt got a rep, my step
Donīt got enough pep
The pressureīs too much, man Iīm just tryin to do whatīs best
And I try
Sit alone and I cry
Yo I wonīt tell no lie
Not a moment goes by
That I donīt pray to the sky
Please, Iīm beggin you God
Please donīt let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homie wherever you are
Yo, Iīm telling you dog Iīm bailing this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me, baby, Iīm never too far
But yo I gotta get out there the only way I know
And Iīma be back for you the second that I blow
On everything I own
Iīll make it on my own
Off to work I go
Back to this 8 Mile Road.
Iīm a man
Gotta make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once Iīm over these tracks, man Iīma never look back
And Iīm gone
I know right where Iīm going
Sorry, momma, Iīm grown
I must travel alone
Ainīt gonī follow no footsteps Iīm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road.
You gotta live it to feel it
You didnīt, you wouldnīt get it
Or see what the big deal is
Why it was and it still is
To be walking this borderline of Detroitīs city limits
Itīs different and itīs a certain significance
A certificate of authenticity
Youīd never even see
But itīs everything to me
Itīs my credibiiity
Youīd never seen, heard, smelled or met a real mc
Whoīs incredible or on the same pedestal as me
But yet still unsigned
Having a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve mcīs in the lunch line
When it comes crunch time
Where did my punch lines go?
Who must I show?
To bust my flow
Where must I go?
Who must I know?
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cuz I ainīt having to run with this little rabbits but fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet
Iīm starting to doubt shit
Iīm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with
I live like a bum, yo my clothes ainīt about shit
At the Salvation Army trying to salvage an outfit
And itīs cold
Trying to travel this road
Plus I feel like Iīm always stuck in this battling mode
My defenses are so up
The one thing I donīt want
Is pity from no one
This city is no fun
There is no sun
And itīs so dark
Sometimes I just feel like Iīm being pulled apart
From each one of my limbs
By each one of my friends
Itīs enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot
Sometimes I just know not
What Iīm doing, I just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I donīt got
But Iīve learned
Itīs time for me to u-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ainīt no fallinī on next time Iīll meet a new girl
I can not only play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat all I need is the words
Got the urge
Suddenly itīs a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy has occured
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, Iīm free as a bird
Then I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur.
Iīm 8 Mile Road
Iīm a man
Gotta make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once Iīm over these tracks, man Iīma never look back
And Iīm gone
I know right where Iīm going
Sorry, momma, Iīm grown
I must travel alone
Ainīt gonī follow no footsteps Iīm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road. |
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