Intro
(x2)
F#m Dm F#m A G#m
[Verse]
F#m
Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I still might
F#m
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
Dm F#m
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life
A G#m
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
F#m
And show these people what my level of skill's like
F#m
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
Dm F#m
Something ain't right, hit the brake lights
A G#m
Case of the stage fright, drawing a blank like
F#m
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
F#m
Breaking eye balls, my insides crawl
Dm F#m
and I clam up (wham) I just slam shut
A G#m
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
F#m
just been stripped, I have just been vicked
F#m
So I must then get off the bus then split
Dm F#m
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm going the fuck home
A G#m
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
F#m
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
F#m
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Dm F#m
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
A G#m
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
F#m
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going
F#m
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
Dm F#m
ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
A G#m
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[Verse]
F#m
I'm walking these train tracks, trying to regain back
F#m
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
Dm F#m A
To the same plant, and the same pants
G#m
Trying to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
F#m
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
F#m
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
Dm F#m
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
A G#m
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
F#m
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
F#m
Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head
Dm F#m
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
A G#m
But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad!
F#m
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet
F#m
It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
Dm F#m
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
A G#m
The pressure's too much man, I'm just trying to do what's best
F#m
And I try, sit alone and I cry
F#m
Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
Dm F#m
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm begging you God
A G#m
Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
F#m
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
F#m
Yo I'm telling you dawg I'm balling this trailer tomorrow
Dm F#m
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
A G#m
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far
F#m
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
F#m
And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow
Dm F#m
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
A G#m
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
F#m
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
F#m
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Dm F#m
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
A G#m
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
F#m
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going
F#m
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
Dm F#m
ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
A G#m
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[Verse]
F#m
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
F#m
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest
Dm F#m
To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits
A G#m
It's different, it's a certain significance,
F#m
F# certificate of authenticity, you'd never even see
F#m
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
Dm F#m
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
A G#m
who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
F#m
But yet I'm still unsigned, having a rough time
F#m
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Dm F#m
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline
A G#m
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
F#m
Who must I show, to bust my flow
F#m Dm
Where must I go, who must I know
F#m
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
A F#m
Cause I ain't having no luck with this little rabbit's foot, fuck it
F#m
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit
F#m
I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with
Dm F#m
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
A G#m
At the Salvation Army trying to salvage an outfit
F#m
And it's cold, trying to travel this road
F#m
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battling mode
Dm F#m
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
A G#m
Is pity from no one, the city is no fun
F#m
There is no sun, and it's so dark
F#m
Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apart
Dm F#m
Im torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends
A G#m
It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
F#m
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
F#m
What I'm doing I just blow, my head is a stove top
Dm F#m
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
A G#m
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid I don't got
F#m
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn
F#m
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Dm F#m
Ain't no calling her next time I need a new girl
A G#m
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
F#m
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
F#m
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Dm F#m
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
A G#m
Suddenly a new burst of energy has occurred
F#m
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
F#m
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
Dm F#m
Then I turn and cross over the median curve
A G#m
Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
F#m
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
F#m
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Dm F#m
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
A G#m
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
F#m
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going
F#m
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
Dm F#m
ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
A G#m
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road