Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

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

Call but I fall,
It ain't my breaking my balls'
My insides crawl and I up,
I just slam shut, I can't do it,
My whole man-hoods, just stripped,
just been picked so I must then get on the bus then split,
Man fuck this shit, yo I'm going the 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,
Once I'm over these track man I'm a never 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 know how to escape from, this 8 road...

2

Walking train tracks trying to regain back,
The I have 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 little baby sister, she understand,
in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad,
And just colours until the crayon get in her hand,
While she just colours her big brother and and dad
There's no what really goes on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the that neither one of us had,
But I keep from something I never wanted so bad,
I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet,
Its like I grew up but I grown up to nuts yet,
Dont got a rep, my step, got enough pep,
The pressures too much man I'm trying to do what's best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I tell her why,
Not a moment goes by that I look at the sky,
I'm begging 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 telling you dog, I'm bailing this tomorrow,
my mother I love 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 back for you the that I blow,
On everything I own, make it on my own,
Off to I go, back 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 borderline of detroit city limits,
Its different in it, a certain of certificate
Of authenticity, you'd even see but it's everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, a meda ta mc,
incredable on the same pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, having a time,
Sit on the porche with all my friends and kick rhymes,
Go to and serve mc's in the lunch line,
But when it comes crunch time, where do my lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, must I go, who must I know,
Or am I just grabbing the bucket
Cause I ain't having no with this little rappers so fuck it
Maybe I a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit,
I'm feeling a little skeptical who I out with,
I look like a bum, yo my ain't about shit,
At the army trying to salvage an outfit,
And it's cold to travel this road,
Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one thing 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 pulled 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 gets so hot,
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I got,
But I learned it's for me to u-turn,
Yo it takes one time for me to get burned,
no callin her next time I need a new girl,
I can no longer play or be immature,
I got every 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 burst of hits the curve,
to show these 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...