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