Tom: A5
Intro: Am~~~ F5 A5 C5 B5 (2x)
[Eminem]
A5
Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
F5 A5
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life
C5 B5
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
A5
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
F5 A5
Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights
C5 B5
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
A5
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
Great then I falls, my insides crawl
F5 A5
and I clam up {*wham*} I just slam shut
C5 B5
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
A5
just been stripped, I have just been vicked
So I must then get, off the bus then slip
F5 A5
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home
C5 B5
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
A5
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
F5 A5
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
C5 B5
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
A5
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
F5 A5
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own
C5 B5
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[Eminem]
A5
I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
F5 A5 C5
To the same plant, and the same pants
B5
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
A5
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
F5 A5
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
C5 B5
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
A5
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
F5 A5
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
C5 B5
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!
A5
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
F5 A5
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
C5 B5
The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best
A5
And I try, sit alone and I cry
Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
F5 A5
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God
C5 B5
Please don't let me be bitchin holdin no regular job
A5
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow
F5 A5
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
C5 B5
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far
A5
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow
F5 A5
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
C5 B5
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
A5
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
F5 A5
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
C5 B5
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
A5
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
F5 A5
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own
C5 B5
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[Eminem]
A5
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
F5 A5
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits
C5 B5
It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
A5
of authenticity, you'd never even see
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
F5 A5
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
C5 B5
who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
A5
But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
F5 A5
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline
C5 B5
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
A5
Who must I show, to bust my flow
F5
Where must I go, who must I know
A5
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
C5 B5
Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
A5
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit
I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with
F5 A5
I look like a bum , yo my clothes ain't about shit
C5 B5
if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
A5
And it's cold, tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode
F5 A5
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
C5 B5
is pity from no one, the city is no fun
A5
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart
F5 A5
I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends
C5 B5
It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin
A5
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
what I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top
F5 A5
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
C5 B5
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got
A5
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
F5 A5
Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
C5 B5
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
A5
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
F5 A5
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
C5 B5
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
A5
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
F5 A5
Then I turn and cross over the median curb
C5 B5
Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
A5
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
F5 A5
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
C5 B5
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
A5
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
F5 A5
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own
C5 B5
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
