It's okay, it's I'm make it anyway
Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I still Why do I put up this fight, why do I write Sometimes it's hard enough just wit real life Sometimes I wanna on stage and just kill mics
And show these what my level of skills like But I'm white, sometimes I just hate life Something ain't right, hit the brake Case of the fright, drawin' a blank like
Uh, da di da , it my fault big eyeballs, my insides crawl And I clam up, I just slam I just can't do it, my manhood's
Just been stripped, I just been ripped So I must get, off this bus then split Man fuck this shit yo, I'm going the fuck on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, I'ma 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 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 must travel Ain't no footsteps, I'm making my own way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road
I'm walking these train tracks, to regain back The spirit I had I go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the same Tryin' to chase rap, gotta 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 just until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother, her and dad Ain't no what really goes on in her little head I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin' something I never wanted so bad!
Sometimes I get upset, 'cause I blew up yet It's like I grew up, but I ain't me two nuts yet got a rep my step, don't 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 tell no lie, not a moment goes by I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin' You, God Please don't let me be pigeon in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey you are Yo I'm tellin' you dawg, I'm bailin' this trailer my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me baby I'm to far
But yo I gotta get out the only way that I know And I'ma be back for you the second I blow On everything I own, I'll it on my own Off to work I go, back to 8 mile road
I'm a man, make a new plan 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 back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must alone Ain't following no footsteps, I'm my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 road
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you get it Or see what the big deal is, why it it still is To be walkin' boarder line of Detroit city limits It's different, it's a certain significance, a
Of authenticity, you've even seen But it's everthing to me, it's my You've never seen, heard, smelled, or met a MC Who's incredible on the pedestal 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 lunch But when it comes time, where do my punchlines go?
Who must I show to bust my must I go, who must I know? Or am I just another crab in the 'Cause I ain't havin' no 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 a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit At the salvation army tryin' to salvage an
And it's cold tryin' to this road Plus I like I'm always stuck in this battlin' mode My defenses are so up, and one thing I don't Is pity from no one, this is no fun
There is no sun, and so dark Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled From one of my limbs, by each one of my friends It's to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not What I'm doin' I blow, my head is a stove top I just explode, the kettle so hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the gas that I got
But learned, it's time for me to U-turn Yo it only takes one time for me to get no falling no next time I meet a new girl I can no longer play or be immature
I got ingredient, all I need is the courage Like I already got the beat, all I is the words Got the urge, it's a surge Suddenly a new burst of energy has
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 and cross over the median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur 8 mile road
I'm a man, gotta make a new for me to just 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 road, and I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel following no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 road