Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

Sometimes I feel 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 wanna jump on stage and just kill mic's,
And show these people what my of skill's like,
But I'm white, sometimes I just hate life,
Something right, hit the brake lights,
Case of this fright, draw on the plane flight

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

I'm a man, I'm a a new plan,
Time for me to just up and travel new land,
Time to and just take matters into my own hands,
I'm over these track man I'm a never look back,

And I'm gone and I right where I'm goin,
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must alone,
Aint no followin footsteps, I'm 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 before I go back to the same crap,
To the same plant, in the pants,
Trying to chase rap, move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, momma's new man,
Poor baby sister, she don't understand,
Sits in of the tv, buries 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
There's no telling 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 never 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, got enough pep,
The too much man I'm just trying to do what's best,
And I try, sit and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,
Not a moment goes by that I look at the sky,
Please I'm you god,
don't let me be fishin holding no regular job,
Yo I you will be getting home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing trailer tomorrow,
Tell my I love her, kiss baby 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, 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,
see what the big deal is, why wasn't and still is,
To be walking this of detroit city limits,
Its different in it, a significant of certificate
Of authenticity, never even see but it's everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you seen, heard, smelt a meda ta mc,
Who's incredable on the 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 serve in the lunch line,
But when it comes time, where do my punch lines go,
Who I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who must I know,
Or am I just grabbing the bucket
I ain't 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 little skeptical who I out with,
I look like a bum, yo my clothes about shit,
At the salvation army to salvage an outfit,
And it's cold trying to travel road,
Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing don't want it pity no one,
This city is no fun, there is no sun and 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, I just know not,
What I'm I just blow my head as a stove top,
I just explode, the kettle so hot,
Sometimes my 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 time I a new girl,
I can no play 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 burst of 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...