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

but I might fall,
It ain't my fault breaking my
My insides and I clam up,
I just slam shut, I 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 leave and take matters into my own hands,
I'm over these track man I'm a never look back,

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

2

Walking these train tracks trying to back,
The spirit I have before I go back to the crap,
To the same plant, in the pants,
Trying to chase rap, gotta a.s.a.p,
get a new plan, momma's gotta new man,
Poor little sister, she don't understand,
Sits in front of the tv, her nose in the pad,
And just colours until the get dull in her hand,
she just colours her big brother and mother and dad
There's no telling what goes on in her little head,
that I could be the daddy that neither one of us had,
But I keep running from something I never so bad,
I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet,
Its I grew up but I ain't grown up to nuts yet,
got a rep, my step, don't got enough pep,
The too much man I'm just trying to do what's best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont 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 you dog, I'm bailing this trailer tomorrow,
Tell my I love 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 back for you the that I blow,
On I own, I'll make it on my own,
Off to I go, back to this 8 mile road...

3

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it,
Well see the big deal is, why wasn't and still is,
To be walking this of detroit city limits,
Its different in it, a certain significant of
Of authenticity, never 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 still unsigned, having a rough time,
Sit on the porche all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to work and serve 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 just another grabbing the
Cause I ain't having no luck with little rappers so fuck it
I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit,
I'm feeling a little skeptical who I out with,
I look like a bum, yo my clothes about shit,
At the salvation trying to salvage an outfit,
And cold trying to travel this road,
Plus I feel like I'm always in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing don't it pity from no one,
This city is no fun, is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I feel 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 just feel like a robot, sometimes I 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 it's for me to u-turn,
Yo it takes one time for me to get burned,
Aint no callin her time I need a new girl,
I can no longer play or be immature,
I got every ingredient all I is the courage,
Like I got the beat all I need is the word,
Uh uh got the urge, it's a surge,
Suddenly a new burst of hits the curve,
to show these free world leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer 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...