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