Re: 8 Mile Road ,ok your lame shut up
> 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 to 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 f*** this shit yo
> I'm goin the f*** home
> Rollin my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
> (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
> In 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 growin 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 holed in a regular job
> Yo I hope you can hear me homie
> 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, smelled, or met an MC
> Who's incredible and on the same pedistal 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 f*** 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 an 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
> I meet 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 surge
> 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)
-----------Dont do this please shut up