Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

It's ok, ok, let the world get back this day

1

Sometimes I just like, quittin,
I mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still write,
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing real life,
Sometimes I just wanna on stage and just kill mic's,
And show people what my level of skill's like,
But I'm white, sometimes I just hate life,
ain't right, hit the brake lights,
Case of this fright, draw on the plane flight

but I might fall,
It ain't my fault my balls'
My crawl and I clam up,
I just shut, I just can't do it,
My man-hoods, just been stripped,
I've just been picked so I then get on the bus then split,
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'm a a new plan,
Time for me to just up and travel new land,
Time to leave and take matters into my own hands,
Once I'm over these man I'm a never look back,

And I'm gone and I right where I'm goin,
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must alone,
Aint no footsteps, I'm making my own,
Only way that I know how to escape from, 8 mile road...

2

Walking train tracks trying to regain back,
The spirit I before I go back to the same crap,
To the same plant, in the pants,
Trying to rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, momma's new man,
Poor baby sister, she don't understand,
Sits in of the tv, buries her nose in the pad,
And just colours until the get dull in her hand,
While she just colours her big brother and and dad
There's no telling what goes on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the that neither one of us had,
But I keep from something I never wanted so bad,
I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet,
Its like I grew up but I grown up to nuts yet,
Dont got a rep, my step, don't got pep,
The pressures too much man I'm trying to do what's best,
And I try, sit and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,
Not a moment goes by that I right at the sky,
Please I'm you god,
Please don't let me be fishin no regular job,
Yo I hope you will be getting home, you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm this trailer tomorrow,
Tell my mother I her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm to far,
But yo I gotta get out there, the way I know,
And I'm a be for you the second that I blow,
On everything I own, make it on my own,
Off to work I go, to this 8 mile road...

3

You got to it to feel it, you didn't then you wouldn't get it,
Well see what the big deal is, why wasn't and is,
To be walking this borderline of detroit limits,
Its different in it, a significant of certificate
Of authenticity, you'd never see but it's everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, smelt a ta mc,
Who's incredable on the same as me,
The still unsigned, having a rough time,
Sit on the with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to and serve mc's in the lunch line,
But when it comes crunch time, do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who I know,
Or am I another grabbing the bucket
Cause I having no luck with this little rappers so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to shit,
I'm a little skeptical who I hang out with,
I look like a bum, yo my ain't about shit,
At the salvation army trying to an outfit,
And it's trying to travel this road,
Plus I feel like I'm always in this batteling mode,
My are so up one thing don't want it pity from no one,
city is no fun, there is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I just feel like, I'm being a-part,
each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends,
Its enough to make me wanna jump out of my skin,
Sometimes I just like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
I'm doing I just blow my head as a stove top,
I just explode, the gets so hot,
my mouth just overloads the acid, I don't got,
But I learned time for me to u-turn,
Yo it only one time for me to get burned,
no callin her next time I need a new girl,
I can no longer stupid or be immature,
I got every ingredient all I is the courage,
I already got the beat all I need is the word,
Uh uh got the urge, suddenly a surge,
a new burst of energy hits the curve,
Time to show these free world leaders, and the third,
I am no longer now, I'm free as a bird,
Then I turn and over the medium curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see it's a blur, 8 mile road...