8 Mile Lyrics - Eminem

Sometimes I just feel like, quittin' I still might 

Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write 

Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin' with real life 

Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics 

And show these people what my level of skill's like 

But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life 

Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights 

Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like 

Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault 

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl 

And I clam up I just slam shut 

I just can't do it, my whole manhood's 

Just been stripped, I have just been vicked 

So I must then get, off the bus then split 

Man fuck this shit; yo, I'm goin' the fuck home 

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World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road 

I'm a man, I'mma make a new plan 

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land 

Time to really just take matters into my own hands 

Once I'm over these tracks man I'mma never look back 

(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin 

Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone 

Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm makin' my own 

Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road 

I'm walkin' these train tracks, tryin' to regain back 

The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap 

To the same plant, in the same pants 

Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move ASAP 

And get a new plan, momma's got a new man 

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand 

Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad 

And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand 

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While she colors her big brother and mother and dad 

Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head 

Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had 

But I keep runnin' from somethin' I never wanted so bad! 

Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet 

It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet 

Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep 

The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin' to do what's best 

And I try, sit alone and I cry 

Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by 

That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin' you God 

Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job 

Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are 

Yo I'm tellin' you dawg I'm bailin' this trailer tomorrow 

Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye 

Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far 

But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know 

And I'mma be back for you, the second that I blow 

On everything I own, I'll make it on my own 

Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road 

I'm a man, I'mma make a new plan 

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land 

Time to really just take matters into my own hands 

Once I'm over these tracks man I'mma never look back 

(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin 

Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone 

Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm makin' my own 

Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road 

You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it 

Or see what the big deal is, why it was and it still is 

To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits 

It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate 

Of authenticity, you'd never even see 

But it's everything to me, it's my credibility 

You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC 

Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me 

But yet I'm still unsigned, havin' a rough time 

Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes 

Go to work and serve MCs in the lunchline 

But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go? 

Who must I show, to bust my flow? 

Where must I go? Who must I know? 

Or am I just another crab in the bucket? 

Cause I ain't havin' no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it 

Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit 

I'm feelin' a little skeptical who I hang out with 

I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit 

At the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit 

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road 

Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode 

My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want 

Is pity from no one, the city is no fun 

There is no sun, and it's so dark 

Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' pulled apart 

From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends 

It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin 

Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not 

What I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top 

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot 

Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got 

But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn 

Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned 

Ain't no fallin' no next time I meet a new girl 

I can no longer play stupid or be immature 

I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage 

Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words 

Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge 

Suddenly a new burst of energy has occurred 

Time to show these free world leaders the 3 and a third 

I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird 

Then I turn and cross over the median curb 

Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road 

I'm a man, I'mma make a new plan 

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land 

Time to really just take matters into my own hands 

Once I'm over these tracks man I'mma never look back 

(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin 

Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone 

Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm makin' my own 

Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road