It's alright, it's ok, I'm gonna make it anyway I'm a make it, I'm a make it, I'm a make it...somehow
Verse 1:
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 mic's 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 this stage fright, drawing a blank like: 'Uh, di-di-di-da, it ain't my fault' Breaking eyeballs, 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've just been ripped So I must then get, on the bus then split Man fuck this shit, yo, I'm going the fuck home World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road
Chorus:
I'm a new man, I'm a make a new plan Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time to leave and just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'm a never look back (8 mile road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry Momma I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't gonna follow no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road
Verse 2:
Walking these train tracks, trying to regain back The spirit I have before I go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the same pants Trying to chase rap, gotta move ASAP And get a new plan, Momma's gotta new man Poor little baby sister, she don't understand Sits in front of the TV buries her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon get dull in her hand While she colors her big brother and mother and dad Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet It's like I grew up, but I ain't grown me two nuts yet Don't got a rep, my step, don't got enough pep The pressure's too much man I'm just trying to do what's best And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I won't tell no lie Not a moment goes by, that I don't pray to the sky Please I'm begging you God Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job Yo I hope you can hear me homie wherever you are Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this trailer 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'm a be back for you, the second that I blow With everything I own, I'll make it on my own Off to work I go, back to this 8 mile road
Repeat Chorus
Verse 3:
You got to live it to feel it, you didn't, you wouldn't get it We'll see what the big deal is, why it wasn't and still is To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits It's different in it's a certain significance, a certificate Of authenticity, you'd never even see but it's everything to me It's my credibility, you never seen, heard, smelt or met a real MC Who's incredible up on the same pedestal as me But yet, still unsigned, having a rough time Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line But when it comes 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 'Cos I ain't having no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit At the salvation army trying to salvage an outfit And it's cold trying to travel this road Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in this battling mode My defenses are so up, one thing I don't want, is pity from no one, this city is no fun There is no sun, and it's so dark Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin (Aaah!) Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not What I'm doing 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 burned Ain't no calling her next time, I need a new girl I can no longer play stupid or be immature I got every ingredient all I need is the courage Like I already got the beat all I need is the words (Uh!) I got the urge, suddenly it's a surge Suddenly a new burst of energy has occured Time to show these free world leaders a three and the third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the median curve Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur, an 8 mile road
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It's alright, it's ok, I'm gonna make it anyway I'm a make it, I'm a make it, I'm a make it...somehow
Verse 1:
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 mic's 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 this stage fright, drawing a blank like: 'Uh, di-di-di-da, it ain't my fault' Breaking eyeballs, 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've just been ripped So I must then get, on the bus then split Man fuck this shit, yo, I'm going the fuck home World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road
Chorus:
I'm a new man, I'm a make a new plan Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time to leave and just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'm a never look back (8 mile road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry Momma I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't gonna follow no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road
Verse 2:
Walking these train tracks, trying to regain back The spirit I have before I go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the same pants Trying to chase rap, gotta move ASAP And get a new plan, Momma's gotta new man Poor little baby sister, she don't understand Sits in front of the TV buries her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon get dull in her hand While she colors her big brother and mother and dad Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet It's like I grew up, but I ain't grown me two nuts yet Don't got a rep, my step, don't got enough pep The pressure's too much man I'm just trying to do what's best And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I won't tell no lie Not a moment goes by, that I don't pray to the sky Please I'm begging you God Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job Yo I hope you can hear me homie wherever you are Yo I'm telling you dog, I'm bailing this trailer 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'm a be back for you, the second that I blow With everything I own, I'll make it on my own Off to work I go, back to this 8 mile road
Repeat Chorus
Verse 3:
You got to live it to feel it, you didn't, you wouldn't get it We'll see what the big deal is, why it wasn't and still is To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits It's different in it's a certain significance, a certificate Of authenticity, you'd never even see but it's everything to me It's my credibility, you never seen, heard, smelt or met a real MC Who's incredible up on the same pedestal as me But yet, still unsigned, having a rough time Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line But when it comes 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 'Cos I ain't having no luck with this little rabbit so fuck it Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit At the salvation army trying to salvage an outfit And it's cold trying to travel this road Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in this battling mode My defenses are so up, one thing I don't want, is pity from no one, this city is no fun There is no sun, and it's so dark Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin (Aaah!) Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not What I'm doing 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 burned Ain't no calling her next time, I need a new girl I can no longer play stupid or be immature I got every ingredient all I need is the courage Like I already got the beat all I need is the words (Uh!) I got the urge, suddenly it's a surge Suddenly a new burst of energy has occured Time to show these free world leaders a three and the third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the median curve Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur, an 8 mile road
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