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Message: <blockquote data-quote="htsm" data-source="post: 253556" data-attributes="member: 17639">Album: 8 Mile Soundtrack (2002)Artist: EminemSong: 8 MileSometimes I just feel like - quittin, I still mightwhy do I put up this fight? why do I still write?sometimes its hard enough just dealing with real lifesometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill micsand show these people what my level of skills likebut I'm still white, sometimes I just hate lifesomething ain't right, hit the break lightsfacing this stage fright, drawing a blank like"uhh da da da duhh it ain't my faultcry-ing eye balls, my inside crawl"And I clam up I just slam shut, I just can't do itmy whole manhoods just been strippedI have just been evict so I must in gethope to bust in, split, man fuck this shityo- I'm going the fuck homeworld on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road(Chorus)I'm a man, Ima make a new plantime for me to just stand up, and travel new landtime for me to just take matters in to my own handsonce on move on from these track, I'll never look back (8 Mile Road)and I'm gone, and I know right where I'm goingsorry mama I'm grown I must travel aloneain't gonna follow no footsteps, I'm making my ownonly way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile RoadWalking these train tracks, trying to regain backthe spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crapto the same plant, in the same pantstrying to chase rap, gotta move A-SAPget a new plan, mamas got a new manpoor little baby sister, she don't understandsits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the padand just colors till the crayon gets dull in her handwhile she colors her big brother and mother and dadain't no telling what really goes on in her little headwish I could be the daddy that niether one of us hadbut I keep running from something I never wanted so badsometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yetit's like I grew but I ain't grown these two nuts yetdon't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pepthe pressures too much man Im just trying to do what's bestand I try, sit alone and cry, yo I'm on telling godnot a moment goes by, that I don't prey to the skyplease I'm beggin you god, please don't let me be pigeon holding no regular jobyo I hope you can hear me homey, wherever you areyo I'm telling you dawg, I bailing this trailor tomarrowtell my mother I love her and kiss baby sister goodbyesay "whenever you need me baby I'm never 2 far"but yo I got to get out there, the only way I knowAnd I'ma be back for you the second that I blowon everything I own I'll make it on my ownoff to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road(Chorus)You got to live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get itdon't see what the big deal is...</blockquote>

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