Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

Sometimes I just 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 jump on stage and just kill mic's,
And show these people my level of skill's like,
But I'm still white, sometimes I just life,
ain't right, hit the brake lights,
Case of this stage fright, on the plane flight

Call but I fall,
It ain't my breaking my balls'
My crawl and I clam up,
I just slam shut, I just do it,
My whole man-hoods, been stripped,
I've just picked so I must then get on the bus then split,
Man fuck this shit, yo I'm 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,
Time for me to just up and travel new land,
Time to leave and just take matters my own hands,
Once I'm over these track man I'm a never back,

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

2

Walking these train tracks trying to back,
The spirit I have before I go back to the crap,
To the plant, in the same pants,
Trying to rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, momma's new man,
Poor baby sister, she don't understand,
Sits in front of the tv, her nose in the pad,
And colours until the crayon get dull in her hand,
While she just colours her big 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,
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't up yet,
Its like I grew up but I grown up to nuts yet,
got a rep, my step, don't got enough pep,
The pressures too 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 right at the sky,
Please I'm you god,
Please don't let me be fishin holding no job,
Yo I hope you be getting home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm you dog, I'm bailing this trailer tomorrow,
Tell my mother I her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say you need 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 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 then 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 in it, a certain significant of certificate
Of authenticity, you'd never even see but everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you seen, heard, smelt a meda ta mc,
Who's on the same pedestal as me,
The chaque unsigned, having a rough time,
Sit on the porche with all my and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to and serve mc's in the lunch line,
But it comes crunch time, where do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who I know,
Or am I just grabbing the bucket
Cause I ain't having no with this little rappers so fuck it
I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit,
I'm feeling a little who I hang out with,
I like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit,
At the salvation trying to salvage an outfit,
And it's cold trying to travel road,
Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in this mode,
My defenses are so up one thing don't it pity from no one,
city is no fun, there is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I just feel like, I'm being a-part,
each one of my limbs, by each 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,
I'm doing I just blow my head as a stove top,
I explode, the kettle gets 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 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 got the beat all I need 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 scared now, I'm free as a bird,
I turn and cross over the medium curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see it's a blur, 8 mile road...