8 Mile

Eminem

Composição de: Eminem
tom: C
Intro: Am~~~ Fm Am C Bm  (2x) 
  
{Eminem}  
Am 
Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might  
 
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write  
Fm                               Am             
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life  
C                          Bm              
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics  
Am 
And show these people what my level of skill's like  
 
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life  
Fm                   Am  
Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights  
 C                       Bm 
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like  
 Am 
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault  
 
Great then I falls, my insides crawl  
Fm                    Am 
and I clam up {*wham*} I just slam shut  
C                  Bm 
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's  
Am 
just been stripped, I have just been vicked  
 
So I must then get, off the bus then slip  
     Fm                     Am      
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home  
 C                              Bm 
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road  
 
{Chorus}  
Am 
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan  
 
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land  
         Fm                         Am 
Time to really just take matters into my own hands  
         C                           Bm   
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back  
Am 
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin  
 
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone  
        Fm                       Am   
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own  
      C                        Bm 
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road  
 
 
{Eminem}  
     Am 
I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back  
 
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap  
Fm                Am                  C       
To the same plant,  and the same pants 
                 Bm  
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP  
Am 
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man  
 
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand  
         Fm                          Am 
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad  
          C                            Bm                            
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand  
Am 
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad  
 
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head  
        Fm                             Am 
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had  
             C                            Bm  
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!  
Am 
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet  
 
It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet  
Fm                      Am  
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep  
     C                                 Bm  
The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best  
Am 
And I try, sit alone and I cry  
 
Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by  
              Fm                          Am 
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God  
              C                          Bm 
Please don't let me be bitchin holdin no regular job  
Am  
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are  
 
Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow  
         Fm                           Am  
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye  
       C                           Bm  
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far  
Am 
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know  
 
And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow  
   Fm                      Am  
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own  
        C         Bm      
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road  
{Chorus}  
Am 
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan  
 
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land  
         Fm                         Am 
Time to really just take matters into my own hands  
         C                           Bm   
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back  
Am 
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin  
 
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone  
        Fm                       Am   
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own  
      C                        Bm 
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road  
{Eminem}  
Am 
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it  
 
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest  
       Fm                          Am  
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits  
          C                         Bm 
It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate  
Am 
of authenticity, you'd never even see  
 
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility  
          Fm                     Am 
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC  
          C                     Bm 
who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me  
Am 
But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time  
 
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes  
Fm                     Am 
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline  
      C                         Bm  
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go  
Am 
Who must I show, to bust my flow  
                              Fm 
Where must I go, who must I know  
                       Am 
Or am I just another crab in the bucket  
               C                             Bm 
Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it  
Am 
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit  
 
I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with  
   Fm                      Am 
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit  
       C                       Bm 
if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit  
Am 
And it's cold, tryin to travel this road  
 
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode  
       Fm                  Am 
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want  
    C                     Bm 
is pity from no one, the city is no fun  
Am 
There is no sun, and it's so dark  
 
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart  
    Fm                        Am 
I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends  
       C                              Bm 
It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin  
Am 
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not  
 
what I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top  
Fm                   Am  
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot  
     C                                Bm 
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got  
Am 
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn  
 
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned  
          Fm                    Am  
Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl  
          C                     Bm  
I can no longer play stupid or be immature  
Am 
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage  
 
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words  
Fm                   Am 
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge  
       C                    Bm  
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured  
Am  
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third  
 
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird  
       Fm                       Am 
Then I turn and cross over the median curb  
         C                          Bm 
Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road  
 
{Chorus}  
Am 
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan  
 
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land  
         Fm                         Am 
Time to really just take matters into my own hands  
         C                           Bm   
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back  
Am 
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin  
 
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone  
        Fm                       Am   
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own  
      C                        Bm 
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
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