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It's okay, it's okay. I'm gonna make it anyway |
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Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I still might |
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Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write |
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Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life |
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Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics |
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And show these people what my level of skill's like |
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But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life |
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Something ain't right, hit the brake lights |
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Case of the stage fright, drawing a blank like |
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Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault |
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Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl |
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And I clam up I just slam shut |
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I just can't do it, my whole manhood's |
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Just been stripped, I have just been vicked |
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So I must then get, off the bus then split |
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Man fuck this shit; yo, I'm going the fuck home |
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World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road |
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I'm a man, I'mma make a new plan |
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Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land |
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Time to really just take matters into my own hands |
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Once I'm over these tracks man I'mma never look back(8 Mile Road) |
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And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going |
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Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone |
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Ain't gonna follow the footsteps I'm making my own |
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Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road |
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I'm walking these train tracks, trying to regain back |
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The spirit I had fore I go back to the same crap |
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To the same plant, in the same pants |
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Trying to chase rap, gotta move ASAP |
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And get a new plan, momma's got a new man |
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Poor little baby sister, she don't understand |
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Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad |
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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 |
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Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head |
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Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had |
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But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad! |
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Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet |
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It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet |
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Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep |
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The pressure's too much man, I'm just trying to do what's best |
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And I try, sit alone and I cry |
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Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by |
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That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm begging you God |
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Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job |
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Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are |
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Yo I'm telling you dawg I'm bailing this trailer tomorrow |
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Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye |
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Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far |
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But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know |
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And I'mma be back for you, the second that I blow |
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On everything I own, I'll make it on my own |
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Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road |
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I'm a man, gotta make a new plan |
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Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land |
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Time to really just take matters into my own hands |
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Once I'm over these tracks man I'mma never look back (8 Mile Road) |
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And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going |
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Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone |
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Ain't gonna follow the footsteps I'm making my own |
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Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road |
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You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it |
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Or see what the big deal is, why it was and it still is |
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To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits |
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It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate |
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Of authenticity, you'd never even see |
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But it's everything to me, it's my credibility |
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You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC |
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Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me |
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But yet I'm still unsigned, having a rough time |
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Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes |
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Go to work and serve MCs in the lunch line |
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But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go? |
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Who must I show, to bust my flow? |
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Where must I go? Who must I know? |
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Or am I just another crab in the bucket? |
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Cause I ain't having no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it |
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Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit |
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I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with |
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I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit |
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At the Salvation Army trying to salvage an outfit |
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And it's cold, trying to travel this road |
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Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battling mode |
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My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want |
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Is pity from no one, the city is no fun |
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There is no sun, and it's so dark |
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Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart |
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From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends |
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It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin |
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Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not |
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What I'm doing I just blow, my head is a stove top |
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I just explode, the kettle gets so hot |
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Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got |
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But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn |
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Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned |
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Ain't no falling no next time I meet a new girl |
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I can no longer play stupid or be immature |
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I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage |
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Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words |
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Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge |
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Suddenly a new burst of energy has occurred |
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Time to show these free world leaders the 3 and a third |
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I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird |
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Then I turn and cross over the median curb |
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Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road |
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I'm a man, gotta make a new plan |
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Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land |
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Time to really just take matters into my own hands |
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Once I'm over these tracks man I'mma never look back (8 Mile Road) |
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And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going |
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Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone |
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Ain't gonna follow the footsteps I'm making my own |
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Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road |
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