(It's okay, it's okay. I'm gonna make it anyway.)

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 steal from the 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 breaklights

In case of the stage fright

Draw on the blank light

(Uhh, But if I fall, It ain't my fault, Breakin eyeballs, My insides crawl)

And I clam up (SMASH!)

I just slam shut

I just can't do it

My whole manhood's just been stripped

I've just been ripped

So I must been dipped

Or the bustin split

Man fuck this shit yo

I'm goin the fuck home

Rollin my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Rd.



(Chorus)

I'm a man

I'ma make a new plan

Time for me to stand up and travel new land

Time for me to just to take matters into my own hands

Once I'm over these tracks man

I'ma never look back

(8 Mile Rd.)

And I'm gone

I don't like where I'm goin

Sorry mama I've grown

I must travel alone

Ain't no followin no footsteps

I'm makin my own

Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Rd.



Walkin these traintracks

Tryin to regain back the spirit I have

'Fore I go back to the same crap (SMASH!)

To the same plant

And the same pants

Tryin to chase rap

Gotta move A.S.A.P.

Get a new plan

Mama's got a new man

Poor little baby sister

She don't understand

Sits in front of the TV, bury's her nose in the pad

And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand

While she colors her big brother, her 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

Cuz I ain't blew up yet

It's like I grew up, but I aint grownin two nuts yet

Don't gotta rap 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 a 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 holdin on regular job

Yo I hope you can hear me hommie

Wherever you are

Yo I'm tellin you dog

I'm bailin this trailor 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 do that for you

On 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 Rd.



(Chorus)



Ya gotta live it to feel it

If you didn't you wouldn't get it

We'll see what the big deal is

Why it wasn't, it still is

To be walkin this border line of Detroit city's limit

It's different, it's a certain significant certificate of authenticity

You'd never even see

But it's everything to me

It's my credibility

You've never seen, heard, smell, or met an MC

Who's incredible and on the same pedistool as me

But check

Still unsigned

Havin a rough time

Sit on the porch with all my friend's who kick dumb rhymes

Go to work

And servin MC's in the lunch line

But when it come's crunch time

Where do 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 havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it

Maybe I need a new outlit

I'm startin to doubt shit

I'm feelin a little scepticle

Of who I hang out with

I look like a bum

Yo my clothes ain't about shit

At the Salvation Army

Tryin to salvage and outfit

And it's cold

Tryin to travel this road

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

My defenses are so up

And 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 being pulled apart

Being torn in my limbs

By each one of my friends

Enough to just make me wanna jump outta 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 acid 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 burnt

Ain't no fallin

No next time

Imeet a new girl

I can no longer play stupid

Or be immature

I've got every ingredient

All I need is the courage

Like I already got to beat

All I need is the words

Got the urge

Suddenly its a search

Suddenly a new verse of energy has occured

Time to show these free world leaders

Three in the third

I am no longer scared now

I'm free as a bird

And I turn and cross over

The median curb

Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur on 8 mile rd.



(Chorus)