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 dealin' wit real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill
And show these people my level of skills like But I'm still white, sometimes I just life ain't right, hit the brake lights Case of the stage fright, a blank like
Uh, da di da , it ain't my big eyeballs, my insides crawl And I up, I just slam shut I just can't do it, my whole
Just stripped, I have just been ripped So I must get, off this bus then split Man fuck this yo, I'm going the fuck home World on my as I run back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, I'ma make a new Time for me to stand up, and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own Once I'm over these man I'ma never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I right where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I travel alone Ain't following no footsteps, I'm my own Only way I know 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 Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move
And get a new plan, got a new man little baby sister, she don't understand Sits in front of the T.V, her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets in her hand
she colors her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no 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, 'cause I blew up yet It's like I 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 moment by I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin' You, God Please let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me wherever you are Yo I'm tellin' you dawg, I'm bailin' trailer tomorrow Tell my mother I love her, baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me baby I'm to far
But yo I gotta get out there the way that I know And I'ma be back for you the that I blow On I own, I'll make it on my own Off to work I go, back to 8 mile road
I'm a man, make a new plan Time for me to just up, and travel new land Time for me to just take matters my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know right I'm going mama I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape 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' boarder line of Detroit city limits It's different, a certain significance, a certificate
Of authenticity, you've never seen But everthing to me, it's my credibility You've seen, heard, smelled, or met a real MC Who's incredible on the same as me
But yet unsigned, having a rough time Sit on the porch wit all my and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve MC's in the line But when it comes crunch time, where do my go?
Who must I show to bust my Where must I go, who I know? Or am I just crab in the bucket 'Cause I ain't no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit I'm feelin' a skeptical 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 cold tryin' to this road Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in this battlin' My are so up, and one thing I don't want Is pity from no one, city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so Sometimes I feel like I'm being pulled apart each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends It's to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I know not What I'm doin' I just blow, my head is a top I just explode, the kettle so hot Sometimes my just overloads the gas that I don't got
But I've learned, it's time for me to Yo it takes one time for me to get burned no falling no next time I meet a new girl I can no play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the Like I got the beat, all I need is the words Got the urge, it's a surge Suddenly a new of energy has occurred
Time to show these free world leaders I'm in the third I am no longer scared now, I'm as a bird Then I and cross over the median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 mile
I'm a man, gotta make a new Time for me to stand up, and travel new land for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know right where I'm 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 from this 8 mile