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 I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these what my level of skills like But I'm still white, I just hate life Something ain't right, hit the brake Case of the stage fright, a blank like
Uh, da di da , it my fault Great big eyeballs, my crawl And I up, I just slam shut I just do it, my whole manhood's
been stripped, I have just been ripped So I must then get, off this bus then Man fuck this shit yo, I'm the fuck home World on my as I run back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, I'ma a new plan for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time for me to just take matters my own hands I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know where I'm going mama I'm grown, I must 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 I go back to the same crap To the plant, in the same pants Tryin' to rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, got a new man Poor little baby sister, she don't Sits in front of the T.V, buries her in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets in her hand
While she her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no tellin' what goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy neither one of us had But I keep runnin' from I never wanted so bad!
I get upset, 'cause I ain't blew up yet It's I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet Don't got a rep my step, got enough 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 That I 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 me homey wherever you are Yo I'm tellin' you dawg, I'm bailin' this tomorrow Tell my I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you me baby I'm never to far
But yo I gotta get out the only 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 this 8 road
I'm a man, gotta make a new for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time for me to take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look
8 road, and I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I travel alone following no footsteps, I'm making 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 it still is To be walkin' this line of Detroit city limits It's different, it's a certain significance, a
Of authenticity, you've never even But it's everthing to me, it's my You've seen, heard, smelled, or met a real MC Who's on the same pedestal as me
But yet unsigned, having a rough 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 crunch time, where do my punchlines go?
Who must I show to bust my must I go, who must I know? Or am I just crab in the bucket 'Cause I ain't havin' no luck with this Rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit I'm feelin' a little skeptical who I out with I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about At the salvation army to salvage an outfit
And it's cold tryin' to this road Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in this battlin' My defenses are so up, and one thing I don't Is pity no one, this city is no fun
is no sun, and it's so dark Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled 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 blow, my head is a stove top I explode, the kettle gets so hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the gas that I 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 next time I a new girl I can no longer stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I is the courage Like I already got the beat, all I is the words Got the urge, it's a surge Suddenly a new of energy has occurred
to show these free world leaders I'm three in the third I am no longer now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the median Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur 8 mile road
I'm a man, make a new plan Time for me to stand up, and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know right I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel following no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I how to escape from this 8 mile road