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 fight, why do I still write,
Sometimes it's hard just dealing with real life,
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mic's,
And show these people my level of skill's like,
But I'm white, sometimes I just hate 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 fault breaking my
My crawl and I clam up,
I just shut, I just can't do it,
My whole man-hoods, been stripped,
I've just been so I must then get on the bus then split,
Man this shit, yo I'm going the fuck home,
on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road...

I'm a man, I'm a a new plan,
Time for me to just stand up and new land,
to leave 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 know where I'm goin,
Sorry I'm grown, I must travel alone,
no followin footsteps, I'm making my own,
Only way that I how to escape from, this 8 mile road...

2

Walking these tracks trying to regain back,
The spirit I have I go back to the same crap,
To the plant, in the same pants,
Trying to chase rap, gotta a.s.a.p,
Gotta get a new plan, gotta new man,
Poor baby sister, she don't understand,
Sits in front of the tv, buries her in the pad,
And just colours until the get dull in her hand,
she just colours her big brother and mother and dad
There's no telling what really on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the daddy neither one of us had,
But I keep from something I never wanted so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, cause I blew up yet,
Its I grew up but I ain't grown up to nuts yet,
got a rep, my step, don't got enough pep,
The pressures too much man I'm just to do what's best,
And I try, sit and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,
Not a moment by that I look right at the sky,
Please I'm you god,
Please let me be fishin holding no regular job,
Yo I hope you will be getting home, you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm this trailer tomorrow,
Tell my mother I her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm 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 I own, I'll make 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 wasn't and is,
To be walking this borderline of city limits,
Its different in it, a certain significant of
Of authenticity, you'd never even see but everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, a meda ta mc,
Who's incredable on the pedestal as me,
The chaque still unsigned, 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 crunch 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 the bucket
Cause I ain't having no luck with this 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 like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit,
At the salvation army to salvage an outfit,
And it's cold trying to this 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,
This city is no fun, is no sun and it's so dark,
I just feel like, I'm being pulled a-part,
From one of my limbs, by each one of my friends,
Its enough to make me just wanna out of my skin,
I just feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
What I'm doing I just blow my head as a top,
I explode, the kettle gets 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 time I need a new girl,
I can no longer stupid or be immature,
I got every ingredient all I 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 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 cross over the curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see it's a blur, this 8 road...