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. Walkin these traintracks Tryin to regain back the spirit I have 'Fore I go back to the same c_ (SMASH!) To the same plant And the same pants Tryin to chase rap Gotta move A.S.A.P.
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(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. 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 f_ this s_ yo I'm goin the f_ home Rollin my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Rd.