Sometimes I just feel like - quittin, I still might why do I put up this fight? why do I still write? sometimes its 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 skills like but I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life something ain't right, hit the break lights facing this stage fright, drawing a blank like "uhh da da da duhh it ain't my fault cry-ing eye balls, my inside crawl" And I clam up I just slam shut, I just can't do it my whole manhoods just been stripped I have just been evict so I must in get hope to bust in, 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 man, Ima make a new plan time for me to just stand up, and travel new land time for me to just take matters in to my own hands once on move on from these track, I'll never look back (8 Mile Road) and I'm gone, and I 编辑于2008/05/24更新