Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

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

but I might fall,
It ain't my fault breaking my
My insides and I clam up,
I slam 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 fuck shit, yo I'm going the fuck home,
World on my shoulders as I run back to 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 matters into my own hands,
Once I'm over these man I'm a never look back,

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

2

Walking these train tracks to regain back,
The spirit I have before I go back to the crap,
To the plant, in the same pants,
to chase rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, momma's new man,
Poor little sister, she don't understand,
Sits in front of the tv, buries her in the pad,
And just until 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 up to nuts yet,
got a rep, my step, don't got enough pep,
The pressures too much man I'm just trying to do best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont her why,
Not a moment goes by that I right at the sky,
Please I'm you god,
don't 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 trailer tomorrow,
Tell my mother I her, kiss baby sister 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 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 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, smelt a ta mc,
incredable on the same pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, a rough time,
Sit on the porche with all my friends and dumb rhymes,
Go to work and serve mc's in the line,
But when it comes time, where do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to my flow, where must I go, who must I know,
Or am I just another grabbing the
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 skeptical who I hang out with,
I look like a bum, yo my clothes about shit,
At the salvation trying to salvage an outfit,
And it's trying to travel 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 is no fun, there is no sun and it's so dark,
I just 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 jump out of my skin,
Sometimes I just feel like a robot, sometimes I know not,
What I'm doing I just blow my 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 stupid or be immature,
I got ingredient all I need is the courage,
I already got the beat all I need is the word,
Uh uh got the urge, it's a surge,
Suddenly a new of energy hits the curve,
Time to show these free leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer scared now, I'm as a bird,
Then I turn and cross over the curve,
Hit the and run and see it's a blur, this 8 mile road...