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 hard enough just dealing with real life,
Sometimes I just wanna jump on stage and kill mic's,
And show these people my level of skill's like,
But I'm still white, 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 my fault breaking my balls'
My insides and I clam up,
I just slam shut, I just do it,
My man-hoods, just been stripped,
I've just been picked so I must get on the bus then split,
Man fuck shit, yo I'm going 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 stand up and travel new land,
Time to leave and just take into my own hands,
Once I'm over track man I'm a never look back,

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

2

Walking these train trying to regain back,
The spirit I have I go back to the same crap,
To the same plant, in the pants,
to chase rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, gotta new man,
little baby sister, she don't understand,
Sits in front of the tv, her nose in the pad,
And just colours the crayon get dull in her hand,
While she just her big brother and mother and dad
no telling what really goes on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the that neither one of us had,
But I keep running something I never wanted so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, I ain't blew up yet,
Its like I up but I ain't grown up to nuts yet,
Dont got a rep, my step, got enough pep,
The pressures too much man I'm just to do what's best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont her why,
Not a moment by that I look right at the sky,
I'm begging you god,
Please let me be fishin holding no regular job,
Yo I hope you will be home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm you dog, I'm bailing 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 I own, I'll make it on my own,
Off to work I go, to this 8 mile road...

3

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it,
Well see what the big is, why wasn't and still 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, a meda ta mc,
Who's incredable on the pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, a rough time,
Sit on the with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to work and mc's in the lunch line,
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punch go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, must I go, who must I know,
Or am I just another grabbing the
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 feeling a skeptical who I hang out with,
I like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit,
At the army trying to salvage an outfit,
And it's cold trying to this road,
Plus I like I'm always stuck in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one don't want it pity from no one,
This city is no fun, is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I just feel like, I'm being a-part,
From each one of my limbs, by one of my friends,
Its enough to me just wanna jump out of my skin,
Sometimes I just feel like a robot, sometimes I just not,
What I'm doing I just my head as a stove top,
I just explode, the kettle so hot,
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I got,
But I learned it's for me to u-turn,
Yo it only takes one for me to get burned,
no callin her next time I need a new girl,
I can no play stupid or be immature,
I got ingredient all I need is the courage,
Like I already got the all I need is the word,
Uh uh got the urge, suddenly a surge,
Suddenly a new of energy hits the curve,
Time to show free world leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer scared now, I'm as a bird,
Then I turn and over the medium curve,
Hit the and run and see it's a blur, this 8 mile road...