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 it's hard enough just 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 still white, sometimes I just life,
Something right, hit the brake lights,
Case of this stage fright, draw on the flight

Call but I fall,
It ain't my breaking my balls'
My crawl and I clam up,
I just slam shut, I 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 fuck 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 just take into my own hands,
Once I'm over these man I'm a never look back,

And I'm gone and I know right 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 from, this 8 mile road...

2

Walking these train trying 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, gotta a.s.a.p,
get a new plan, momma's gotta new man,
Poor little 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,
she just colours her big brother and mother and dad
There's no telling what goes on in her little head,
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had,
But I keep running something I never wanted so bad,
Sometimes I get upset, cause I blew up yet,
Its like I grew up but I ain't up to nuts yet,
Dont got a rep, my step, got enough pep,
The pressures too much man I'm just trying to do best,
And I try, sit and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,
Not a moment goes by I look right at the sky,
Please I'm you god,
Please don't let me be fishin no regular job,
Yo I you will be getting home, whereva you are,
Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this tomorrow,
Tell my mother I her, kiss baby sister goodbye,
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm 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, 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,
Well see what the big deal is, why wasn't and is,
To be this borderline of detroit city limits,
Its different in it, a significant of certificate
Of authenticity, you'd even see but it's everything to me,
Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, smelt a ta mc,
Who's incredable on the pedestal as me,
The chaque unsigned, having a rough time,
Sit on the with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,
Go to work and serve in the lunch line,
But when it comes crunch time, where do my lines go,
Who must I show, to bust my flow, where I go, who must I know,
Or am I another grabbing the bucket
Cause I ain't no luck with this little rappers so fuck it
Maybe I a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit,
I'm a little skeptical who I hang out with,
I like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit,
At the army trying to salvage an outfit,
And it's trying to travel this road,
I feel like I'm always stuck in this batteling mode,
My defenses are so up one don't want it pity from no one,
This city is no fun, is no sun and it's so dark,
Sometimes I 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 a robot, sometimes I just know not,
What I'm doing I blow my head as a stove top,
I explode, the kettle gets so hot,
Sometimes my mouth just the acid, I don't got,
But I learned it's for me to u-turn,
Yo it takes one time for me to get burned,
Aint no her next time I need a new girl,
I can no longer stupid 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, it's a surge,
a new burst of energy hits the curve,
Time to show these free world leaders, and the third,
I am no scared now, I'm free as a bird,
Then I turn and over the medium curve,
Hit the burbs and run and see it's a blur, 8 mile road...