8 Mile lyrics

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-ac
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