It's okay, okay I'm gonna it anyway
Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I might Why do I put up this fight, why do I write Sometimes hard enough just dealin' wit real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill
And show people what my level of skills like But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate Something right, hit the brake lights Case of the stage fright, drawin' a 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 manhood's
Just been stripped, I have been ripped So I must then get, off this bus split Man fuck shit yo, I'm going the fuck home World on my shoulders as I run to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, make a new plan Time for me to just stand up, and travel new Time for me to just take matters into my own 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 that I know how to escape from 8 mile road
I'm walking these tracks, tryin' to regain back The I had fore I go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the pants Tryin' to chase rap, move ASAP
And get a new plan, got a new man Poor little baby sister, she understand Sits in front of the T.V, her nose in the pad And colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
she colors her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her 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 pressures too man, I'm just tryin' to do what's best
And I try, sit and I cry Yo I won't no lie, not a moment goes by That I pray to the sky, please I'm beggin' You, God Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no job
Yo I hope you can me homey wherever you are Yo I'm tellin' you dawg, I'm bailin' this trailer 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 second that I On I own, I'll make it on my own Off to I go, back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, gotta a new plan Time for me to stand up, and travel new land Time for me to just matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must alone following no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from 8 mile road
You gotta it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it Or see what the big is, why it wasn't it still is To be walkin' this boarder line of Detroit city different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
Of authenticity, you've even seen But it's everthing to me, it's my never seen, heard, smelled, or met a real MC Who's incredible on the same as me
But yet still unsigned, having a rough 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 time, where do my punchlines go?
Who must I show to my flow? Where must I go, who must I Or am I just another in the bucket 'Cause I ain't havin' no luck this little Rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to shit I'm feelin' a little skeptical who I hang out I look a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit At the salvation army tryin' to an outfit
And it's cold tryin' to this road Plus I feel like I'm always in this battlin' 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 I feel like I'm just being pulled apart From each one of my limbs, by one of my friends It's enough to make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just not I'm doin' I just blow, my head is a stove top I just explode, the kettle so hot Sometimes my mouth just 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 Ain't no falling no next 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 burst of has occurred
to show these free world leaders I'm three in the third I am no scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and over the median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur 8 mile road
I'm a man, gotta a new plan Time for me to just up, and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own Once I'm over these tracks man never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I travel alone Ain't no footsteps, I'm making my own way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road