Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

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

Call but I fall,
It ain't my fault my balls'
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 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,
for me to just stand up and travel new land,
Time to leave and just take matters 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,
no followin footsteps, I'm making my own,
Only way that I how to escape from, this 8 mile road...

2

Walking these train tracks to regain back,
The spirit I have before I go to the same crap,
To the plant, in the same pants,
Trying to chase rap, gotta a.s.a.p,
get a new plan, momma's gotta new man,
Poor little baby sister, she understand,
in front 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 and mother and dad
There's no telling really goes on in her little head,
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had,
But I running from something I never wanted so bad,
I get upset, cause 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, don't got 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 let me be fishin holding no regular job,
Yo I hope you be getting home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this tomorrow,
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby goodbye,
Say whenever you me baby, I'm never 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 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 then you wouldn't get it,
Well see what the big deal is, why and still is,
To be this borderline of detroit city limits,
Its different in it, a certain 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 on the same pedestal as me,
The still unsigned, having a rough 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 crunch time, where do my lines go,
Who I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who must I know,
Or am I just grabbing the bucket
Cause I ain't having no luck with this rappers so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm to doubt shit,
I'm a little skeptical who I hang out with,
I look a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit,
At the salvation trying to salvage an outfit,
And it's cold to travel this road,
I feel like I'm always stuck in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one don't 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 being a-part,
From each one of my limbs, by one of my friends,
Its enough to make me wanna jump out of my skin,
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
I'm doing I just blow my head as a stove top,
I just explode, the kettle so hot,
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I got,
But I it's time for me to u-turn,
Yo it takes one time 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 every ingredient all I is the courage,
Like I already got the beat all I 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,
I turn and cross over the medium curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see a blur, this 8 mile road...