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