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8 Mile road

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Sometimes I just feel like 
Quitting I still might 
Why do I put up this fight? 
Why do I still write? 
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing 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 
Something ain't right 
Hit the brake lights 
Case of the stage fright 
Drawing a blank like 
(blabbering) 
It ain't my fault 
Great big eye balls 
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 ripped 
So I must then get 
Off the bus then split 
Man fuck this shit 
Yo, I'm going the fuck home 
Rolling my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road 

I'm a man 
I'ma make a new plan 
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land 
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands 
Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back 
And I'm gone 
I know right where I'm going 
Sorry, momma, I'm grown 
I must travel alone 
Ain't gon' follow no footsteps I'm making my own 
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road 

Walking these train tracks 
Tryin to regain back 
The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap 
To the same plant 
And the same pants 
Tryin to chase rap 
Gotta move ASAP 
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 her pad 
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand 
While she colors a big brother, a mother and dad 
Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head 
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had 
But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad 
Sometimes I get upset cuz I ain't blew up yet 
It's like a grew up but I ain't grow me two nuts yet 
Don't got a 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 pigeon holed in no regular job 
Yo I hope you can hear me homie wherever you are 
Yo, I'm telling you dog I'm bailing 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'ma 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 
Gotta make a new plan 
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land 
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands 
Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back 
And I'm gone 
I know right where I'm going 
Sorry, momma, I'm grown 
I must travel alone 
Ain't gon' follow no footsteps I'm making 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 walking this borderline of Detroit's city limits 
It's different and it's a certain significance 
A certificate of authenticity 
You'd never even see 
But it's everything to me 
It's my credibiiity 
You'd never seen, heard, smelled or met a real mc 
Who's incredible or on the same pedestal as me 
But yet still unsigned 
Having a rough time 
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes 
Go to work and serve mc's in the lunch line 
When it comes crunch time 
Where did my punch lines 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 
Cuz I ain't having to run with this little rabbits but fuck it 
Maybe I need a new outlet 
I'm starting to doubt shit 
I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with 
I live like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit 
At the Salvation Army trying to salvage an outfit 
And it's cold 
Trying to travel this road 
Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in this battling mode 
My defenses are so up 
The one thing I don't want 
Is pity from no one 
This city is no fun 
There is no sun 
And it's so dark 
Sometimes I just feel like I'm being 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 doing, 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' on next time I'll meet a new girl 
I can not only 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 occured 
Time to show these free world leaders the three 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 
I'm 8 Mile Road 

I'm a man 
Gotta make a new plan 
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land 
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands 
Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back 
And I'm gone 
I know right where I'm going 
Sorry, momma, I'm grown 
I must travel alone 
Ain't gon' follow no footsteps I'm making my own 
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road



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jackh sparrow

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