Original Soundtrack 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 b____
            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 f___ this s___
            Yo, I'm going the f___ 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 c___
            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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