It's okay, it's I'm gonna make it
Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I might Why do I put up this fight, why do I write Sometimes it's enough just dealin' wit real life Sometimes I wanna jump on and just kill mics
And show these people what my of skills like But I'm still white, sometimes I just life Something ain't right, hit the brake Case of the stage fright, drawin' a like
Uh, da di da , it ain't my Great big eyeballs, my insides And I clam up, I just shut I just can't do it, my manhood's
Just been stripped, I have been ripped So I must get, off this bus then split Man fuck this yo, I'm going the fuck home World on my as I run back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, I'ma make a new Time for me to just stand up, and new land Time for me to just matters into my own hands Once I'm over these man I'ma never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel following no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile
I'm walking these train tracks, to regain back The I had fore I go back to the same crap To the plant, in the same pants Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move
And get a new plan, got a new man Poor little baby sister, she don't Sits in front of the T.V, her nose in the pad And just colors until the gets dull in her hand
she colors her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no tellin' what really on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that one of us had But I keep runnin' from I never wanted so bad!
Sometimes I get upset, I ain't blew up yet like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet Don't got a rep my step, don't got pep The pressures too much man, I'm just tryin' to do best
And I try, sit and I cry Yo I tell no lie, not a moment goes by I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin' You, God Please don't let me be holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey you are Yo I'm tellin' you dawg, I'm bailin' trailer tomorrow Tell my mother I love her, baby sister goodbye Say whenever you me baby I'm never to far
But yo I gotta get out the only way that I know And I'ma be back for you the that I blow On I own, I'll make it on my own Off to I go, back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, gotta a new plan Time for me to just stand up, and travel new Time for me to just matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man never look back
8 road, and I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel Ain't no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape this 8 mile road
You gotta live it to feel it, you you wouldn't get it Or see what the big deal is, why it it still is To be this boarder line of Detroit city limits It's different, a certain significance, a certificate
Of authenticity, you've even seen But everthing to me, it's my credibility You've seen, heard, smelled, or met a real MC Who's incredible on the pedestal as me
But yet still unsigned, having a time Sit on the wit all my friends and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch But when it comes crunch time, where do my go?
Who must I to bust my flow? Where I go, who must I know? Or am I another crab in the bucket 'Cause I ain't havin' no luck with this little Rabbit so it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt I'm a little skeptical who I hang out with I like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit At the salvation army to salvage an outfit
And cold tryin' to travel this road Plus I feel I'm always stuck in this battlin' mode My are so up, and one thing I don't want Is pity no one, this city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so Sometimes I like I'm just being pulled apart each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends It's enough to make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I know not What I'm doin' I just blow, my is a stove top I explode, the kettle gets so hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the gas I don't got
But I've learned, time for me to U-turn Yo it only takes one time for me to get Ain't no falling no next I meet a new girl I can no play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I is the courage I already got the beat, all I need is the words Got the urge, suddenly a surge Suddenly a new burst of has occurred
Time to show these free world leaders I'm in the third I am no scared now, I'm free as a bird I turn and cross over the median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 road
I'm a man, gotta a new plan Time for me to stand up, and travel new land for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these man I'ma never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know where I'm going Sorry I'm grown, I must travel alone following no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from 8 mile road