Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

Sometimes I feel like, quittin,
I still mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I write,
Sometimes it's hard just dealing with real life,
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage 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

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

I'm a man, I'm a a new plan,
Time for me to stand up and travel new land,
Time to and just 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 travel alone,
Aint no followin footsteps, I'm my own,
Only way that I know how to escape from, 8 mile road...

2

Walking these train tracks to regain back,
The spirit I before I go back to the same crap,
To the plant, in the same pants,
Trying to chase rap, gotta a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, gotta new man,
Poor little 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 colours her big and mother and dad
There's no what really goes on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the daddy that one of us had,
But I keep running from something I wanted so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't up yet,
Its like I up but I ain't grown up to nuts 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 and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,
Not a goes by that I look right at the sky,
I'm begging you god,
Please don't let me be fishin no regular job,
Yo I you will be getting home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm this trailer tomorrow,
Tell my mother I love her, kiss sister goodbye,
Say whenever you me baby, I'm never to far,
But yo I get out there, the only way I know,
And I'm a 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...

3

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't then you get it,
Well see the big deal is, why wasn't and still is,
To be walking this borderline of detroit limits,
Its different in it, a certain significant of
Of authenticity, you'd even see but it's everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, a meda ta mc,
Who's on the same pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, a rough time,
Sit on the porche with all my friends and kick 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, must I go, who must I know,
Or am I another grabbing the bucket
I ain't having no luck with this little rappers so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm to doubt shit,
I'm feeling a skeptical who I hang out with,
I look a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit,
At the salvation army to salvage an outfit,
And it's cold trying to travel road,
Plus I feel like I'm stuck in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing don't it pity from no one,
city is no fun, there is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I just like, I'm being pulled a-part,
From each one of my limbs, by one of my friends,
Its enough to make me just wanna out of my skin,
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
What I'm doing I just blow my as a stove top,
I explode, the kettle gets so hot,
Sometimes my mouth just 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 time I 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 word,
Uh uh got the urge, it's a surge,
Suddenly a new burst of energy the curve,
Time to show these world leaders, three and the third,
I am no scared now, I'm free as a bird,
Then I turn and cross the medium curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see it's a blur, 8 mile road...