Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

Sometimes I just like, quittin,
I still mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I write,
Sometimes it's enough just dealing with real life,
Sometimes I just wanna jump on and just kill mic's,
And these 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 stage fright, on the plane flight

Call but I fall,
It ain't my breaking my balls'
My insides crawl and I up,
I just slam shut, I can't do it,
My whole man-hoods, been stripped,
I've just been so I must then get on the bus then split,
Man fuck shit, yo I'm going the fuck home,
on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road...

I'm a man, I'm a a new plan,
Time for me to just stand up and 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 know right I'm goin,
Sorry momma I'm grown, I travel alone,
Aint no footsteps, I'm making my own,
Only way I know how to escape from, this 8 mile road...

2

Walking train tracks trying to regain back,
The spirit I have before I go to the same crap,
To the same plant, in the pants,
Trying to rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
get a new plan, momma's gotta new man,
Poor baby sister, she don't understand,
in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad,
And colours until the crayon get dull in her hand,
While she just her big brother and mother and dad
There's no telling what really goes on in her head,
Wish that I could be the daddy that one of us had,
But I keep running something I never wanted so bad,
I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet,
Its like I grew up but I ain't grown up to yet,
Dont got a rep, my step, don't got pep,
The pressures too much man I'm just trying to do best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont her why,
Not a moment goes by I look right at the sky,
I'm begging you god,
Please don't let me be holding no regular job,
Yo I hope you will be home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this tomorrow,
my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say you need me baby, I'm never to far,
But yo I gotta get out there, the way I know,
And I'm a be back for you the 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,
see what the big deal is, why wasn't and still is,
To be walking this borderline of city limits,
Its in it, a certain significant of certificate
Of authenticity, never even see but it's everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, smelt a ta mc,
Who's on the same pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, having a time,
Sit on the porche with all my and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to work and mc's in the lunch line,
But when it comes time, where do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who I know,
Or am I just grabbing the bucket
Cause I ain't having no luck with this little so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to shit,
I'm feeling a skeptical who I hang out with,
I look like a bum, yo my ain't about shit,
At the army trying to salvage an outfit,
And it's trying to travel this road,
Plus I like I'm always stuck in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing want it pity from no one,
This is no fun, there is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I just feel like, I'm pulled a-part,
From each one of my limbs, by one of my friends,
Its enough to make me wanna jump out of my skin,
I just feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
What I'm doing I just blow my as a stove top,
I just explode, the gets so hot,
my mouth just overloads the acid, I don't got,
But I it's time for me to u-turn,
Yo it only takes one for me to get burned,
Aint no callin her next I need a new girl,
I can no longer stupid or be immature,
I got every all I need is the courage,
I already got the beat all I need is the word,
Uh uh got the urge, suddenly a surge,
Suddenly a new of energy hits the curve,
Time to these free world leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer now, I'm free as a bird,
Then I turn and cross over the curve,
Hit the and run and see it's a blur, this 8 mile road...