Luyện nghe bài hát Eminem - 8 Mile

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

1

Sometimes I feel like, quittin,
I mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still write,
Sometimes hard enough just dealing with real life,
I just 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 stage fright, draw on the plane flight

Call but I fall,
It ain't my fault my balls'
My insides crawl and I up,
I slam shut, I just can't do it,
My whole man-hoods, been stripped,
I've 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 to this 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 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,
momma I'm grown, I must travel alone,
Aint no followin footsteps, I'm my own,
Only way I know how to escape from, this 8 mile road...

2

Walking these train tracks to regain back,
The spirit I before I go back to the same crap,
To the plant, in the same pants,
Trying to chase rap, move 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 the crayon get dull in her hand,
While she just her big brother and mother and dad
There's no telling what goes on in her little head,
Wish that I could be the daddy neither one of us had,
But I keep running something I never wanted so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, I ain't 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 too much man I'm just trying to do what's best,
And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont her why,
Not a goes 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 home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this tomorrow,
Tell my mother I love her, kiss sister goodbye,
Say you need 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 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 it, you didn't 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, you'd never 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 dumb rhymes,
Go to and serve mc's in the lunch line,
But when it comes crunch time, do my punch lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where I go, who must I know,
Or am I just another grabbing the
Cause I ain't having no luck with this rappers so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm 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 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,
This is no fun, there is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I just feel like, I'm being 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 like a robot, sometimes I just know not,
What I'm doing I just blow my head as a top,
I just explode, the gets so hot,
my mouth just overloads the acid, I don't got,
But I it's time 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 stupid or be immature,
I got every ingredient all I 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 energy the curve,
Time to show these world leaders, three and the third,
I am no longer now, I'm free 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...