Eminem

8 Mile

Eminem

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Intro: Am~~~ Fm Am C Hm  (2x)
 
[Eminem] 
Am
Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might 

Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write 
Fm                               Am            
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life 
C                          Hm             
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics 
Am
And show these people what my level of skill's like 

But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life 
Fm                   Am 
Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights 
 C                       Hm
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like 
 Am
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault 

Great then I falls, my insides crawl 
Fm                    Am
and I clam up {*wham*} I just slam shut 
C                  Hm
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's 
Am
just been stripped, I have just been vicked 

So I must then get, off the bus then slip 
     Fm                     Am     
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home 
 C                              Hm
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road 

[Chorus] 
Am
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan 

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land 
         Fm                         Am
Time to really just take matters into my own hands 
         C                           Hm  
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back 
Am
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin 

Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone 
        Fm                       Am  
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own 
      C                        Hm
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road 


[Eminem] 
     Am
I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back 

the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap 
Fm                Am                  C      
To the same plant,  and the same pants
                 Hm 
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP 
Am
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man 

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand 
         Fm                          Am
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad 
          C                            Hm                           
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand 
Am
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad 

Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head 
        Fm                             Am
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had 
             C                            Hm 
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad! 
Am
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet 

It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet 
Fm                      Am 
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep 
     C                                 Hm 
The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best 
Am
And I try, sit alone and I cry 

Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by 
              Fm                          Am
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God 
              C                          Hm
Please don't let me be bitchin holdin no regular job 
Am 
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are 

Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow 
         Fm                           Am 
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye 
       C                           Hm 
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far 
Am
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know 

And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow 
   Fm                      Am 
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own 
        C         Hm     
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road 
[Chorus] 
Am
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan 

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land 
         Fm                         Am
Time to really just take matters into my own hands 
         C                           Hm  
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back 
Am
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin 

Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone 
        Fm                       Am  
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own 
      C                        Hm
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road 
[Eminem] 
Am
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it 

Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest 
       Fm                          Am 
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits 
          C                         Hm
It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate 
Am
of authenticity, you'd never even see 

But it's everything to me, it's my credibility 
          Fm                     Am
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC 
          C                     Hm
who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me 
Am
But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time 

Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes 
Fm                     Am
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline 
      C                         Hm 
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go 
Am
Who must I show, to bust my flow 
                              Fm
Where must I go, who must I know 
                       Am
Or am I just another crab in the bucket 
               C                             Hm
Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it 
Am
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit 

I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with 
   Fm                      Am
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit 
       C                       Hm
if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit 
Am
And it's cold, tryin to travel this road 

Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode 
       Fm                  Am
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want 
    C                     Hm
is pity from no one, the city is no fun 
Am
There is no sun, and it's so dark 

Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart 
    Fm                        Am
I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends 
       C                              Hm
It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin 
Am
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not 

what I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top 
Fm                   Am 
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot 
     C                                Hm
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got 
Am
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn 

Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned 
          Fm                    Am 
Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl 
          C                     Hm 
I can no longer play stupid or be immature 
Am
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage 

Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words 
Fm                   Am
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge 
       C                    Hm 
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured 
Am 
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third 

I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird 
       Fm                       Am
Then I turn and cross over the median curb 
         C                          Hm
Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road 

[Chorus] 
Am
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan 

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land 
         Fm                         Am
Time to really just take matters into my own hands 
         C                           Hm  
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back 
Am
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin 

Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone 
        Fm                       Am  
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own 
      C                        Hm
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
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