8 Miles and Runnin'
Eminem Lyrics


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Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick,
Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles,
Let's go

8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin' a thousand growling stomachs,
But I could rewind the counter ta back, back,
When it was now or nothing,
People said I would amount to nothing,
That I had time for nothing,
Said I wasn't from the velars
Or the sellers by your gunman,
I can see the folks now he got what he had coming,
Now that my 8th album's coming,
Everybody smiling wanting something,
Claiming that they done something for em,
Got Jay Z and pom poms in they whole uniforms,
Claiming they be running and telling everybody like Martin Lawrence,
About how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was,
Claimin' that they threw it up before I threw it up, you what
Where was you before I blew this up,
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everyone was suein' us,
I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up,
Back on the block, kickin' it in and it was no you with us

8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin' a thousand growling stomachs, freaks
6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin',
And my first album coming feedin' 20 promises I made

6 miles and running in the Pontiac,
6 thousand 86 trans mic shift,
While the engine run,
Anyone turn around
And give me one more chance,
Let em smoke and scream em one more grams,
So I'm a bring them, homie, son and my pop,
Stick close to my momma, keep toasters for drama,
Mix a lot with my son, my son growin' and he learnin' a lot,
That's what I'm toastin', that's what I'm burin', so pop,
Right on your own, rell 'em nigga, tell 'em nigga,
Its like a biblical scripture,
Look back turn to salt like the sinners
And most y'all heartless and self-centered
Like me shaggin', me shack,
Set up your brother cause you tell us nigga,
Heat back, uh, like, you never love for never
And cops watch every step, 6 miles and running
Dodge in every trap, the rap ginger bread man,
Cherish every precious breath, stat pick a second gat
Uh

8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin' a thousand growling stomachs, freaks
6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin',
And my first album coming feedin' 20 promises I made

Back when nobody would find me a talent,
Nobody would sign me, nobody believed in me,
Nobody but mommy blindly, but how could she deny me,
Me being the youngest friend to come up out of her,
Tell me, she got every love for me,
When niggas would worn me the industry shun me,
That's why I'm taking all the industries money,
Revenge is sweet honey, we run this,
Young is the illest, free is the future,
Beans and bleekers right now,
We can see our 8 miles nigga





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In "8 Miles and Runnin'" by Eminem, the rapper reflects on his success while also acknowledging his humble beginnings. The lyrics talk about his upcoming eighth studio album, which is meant to feed the growling stomachs of his fans. Eminem also contrasts his current success with the times when people had doubt in him, claiming that he wouldn't amount to anything. He references the fact that people are now clamoring to be a part of what he's doing or claim to have helped him get there. He speaks about his journey from being unrecognized to now being a major player in the music industry. The lyrics also make a reference to the movie "Martin Lawrence" and how people are now "running" around telling everyone how great his performance is. Eminem acknowledges that people are only interested in him because of his success, rather than because they genuinely care about him. In the end, Eminem declares that he is now running 8 miles, and though he's come a long way, he is not finished yet.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick,
Renegades are back with a sick beat.


Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles, Let's go
Jay Z, Freeway, and 8 Miles are ready to start.


8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin', And my 8 album coming, Feedin' a thousand growling stomachs,
I'm on my 8th album and it's keeping many people fed.


But I could rewind the counter ta back, back, When it was now or nothing,
I remember when I had nothing and it was now or never.


People said I would amount to nothing, That I had time for nothing,
People thought I wouldn't succeed and that my time was wasted.


Said I wasn't from the velars Or the sellers by your gunman,
People doubted my origins and connections.


I can see the folks now he got what he had coming, Now that my 8th album's coming,
Those doubters are now seeing my success with my 8th album coming.


Everybody smiling wanting something, Claiming that they done something for em,
People are pretending to have contributed to my success for their own gain.


Got Jay Z and pom poms in they whole uniforms, Claiming they be running and telling everybody like Martin Lawrence,
People are acting like they're on my team and spreading rumors like Martin Lawrence.


About how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was, Claimin' that they threw it up before I threw it up, you what
People are taking credit for my success before I even achieved it.


Where was you before I blew this up, I didn't see you in the courtroom when everyone was suein' us, I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up, Back on the block, kickin' it in and it was no you with us
You weren't there during the tough times when we were being sued and fighting against the system.


6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin', And my first album coming feedin' 20 promises I made
My first album fulfilled 20 promises I made while also staying active in my community.


6 miles and running in the Pontiac, 6 thousand 86 trans mic shift, While the engine run, Anyone turn around And give me one more chance, Let em smoke and scream em one more grams,
I am reminiscing about my past with my old Pontiac and the memories I had with my friends.


So I'm a bring them, homie, son and my pop, Stick close to my momma, keep toasters for drama, Mix a lot with my son, my son growin' and he learnin' a lot, That's what I'm toastin', that's what I'm burin', so pop,
I'm sticking close to my loved ones and teaching my son valuable lessons.


Right on your own, rell 'em nigga, tell 'em nigga, Its like a biblical scripture, Look back turn to salt like the sinners And most y'all heartless and self-centered
If you turn your back on your own people, you'll be like the sinners in the Bible who turned to salt.


Like me shaggin', me shack, Set up your brother cause you tell us nigga, Heat back, uh, like, you never love for never, And cops watch every step, 6 miles and running Dodge in every trap, the rap ginger bread man, Cherish every precious breath, stat pick a second gat Uh
I've been through tough times and have learned valuable lessons, including not to betray my own people and to always be on guard.


Back when nobody would find me a talent, Nobody would sign me, nobody believed in me, Nobody but mommy blindly, but how could she deny me, Me being the youngest friend to come up out of her, Tell me, she got every love for me, When niggas would worn me the industry shun me,
My mother was the only one who believed in me when the industry didn't.


That's why I'm taking all the industries money, Revenge is sweet honey, we run this, Young is the illest, free is the future, Beans and bleekers right now, We can see our 8 miles nigga
I am now successful and taking revenge on those who didn't believe in me, and I will continue to be free and successful with my team by my side.


[Chorus]
The chorus doesn't need a specific meaning as it's a repeating refrain meant to drive the song's message home.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: SHAWN CARTER, MARSHALL B III MATHERS, LESLIE PRIDGEN, LUIS RESTO

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[Jay-Z]
Yeah, Renegades is back
Em the B the sick
It's Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, let's go

8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs
But I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or nothin'
People said I would amount to nothin', that I had talent for nothin'
Said I would succumb to violence or be silenced by your gunmen
I could just hear the folks now, "He got what he had coming"
Now that my eighth album's comin' everybody's smilin'
Wantin' something, claimin' that they done something for him
Got their Jay-Z pom poms and their whole uniform
Claimin' they been runnin' and tellin' everybody like Martin Lawerence
'Bout how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was
Claimin' that they threw it up before I threw it up
You what? Where was you before I blew this up?
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was suin' us
I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up
Back on the block, gettin' it in, there wasn't no you with us

[Chorus: Jay-Z]
8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
[Freeway]
6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin'
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs
[Jay-Z]
8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
[Freeway]
6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin'
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

[Freeway]
6 miles and running in the Pontiac
Six thousand eighty six, trans might shift while the engine run
Anyone tell ya rider give me one more chance
Hear them smokers screamin' "One more gram"
So I'ma bring 'em one
Homie, son, and my pop, stick close to my MOMMA
Keep toasters for DRAMA, mix a lot with my son
My son growin' and he learnin' a lot
That's when them toasters will the burners will pop, brain on ya own
Well a nigga, tell 'em niggas
That's like the biblical scripture
Look back, turn assault like the sin is in
Most of ya heartless and self-centered like "Me Shaq and me Shaq"
Set up ya brother cuz you jealous nigga
The heat back, like you never left
I ever rep, cops watch every step
Six miles and running dodgin' every trap
The rap gingerbread man, cheer us up
You precious breath, State P the second attack

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Back when nobody would found he had talent, nobody would sign me
Nobody believed in me, nobody but mommy blindly
But how can she deny me? Me being the youngest runt
To come up outta her tummy, she got nothin' but love for me
When niggas would want me, the industry shunned me
That's why I'm takin' all the industry's money
Revenge is sweet honey, we run this
Young is the illsest, Free is the future
Bean's and Bleek is right now, we can see our 8 miles nigga

[Chorus]



@vawdiesel

Geah
Renegades is back
Em, the beat is sick
It's Young
Freeway
8 Miles
Let's go!

[Verse 1: Jay Z]
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
And my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs
But I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or nothin'
People said I would amount to nothin', that I had talent for nothin'
Said I would succumb to violence or be silenced by a gunman
I could just hear the folks now: "He got what he had comin'."
Now that my eighth album's comin', everybody's smilin'
Wanting somethin', claiming that they done somethin' for him
Got their Jay Z pompoms and their Hov uniform
Claiming they been runnin' and tellin' everybody, like Martin Lawrence
'Bout how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was
Claiming that they threw it up before I threw it up—you what?
Where was you before I blew this up?
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was suin' us
I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up
Back on the block, getting it in—it wasn't no you with us


[Chorus: Jay Z & Freeway]
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
And my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!
Six miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'
And my first album comin', feeding twenty growling stomachs
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
And my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!
Six miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'
And my first album comin', feeding twenty growling stomachs

[Verse 2: Freeway]
Six miles and runnin' in the Pontiac six thousand eighty six
Trans' might shift while the engine run
Anyone, tell your honor: "Give me one more chance"
And them smokers screaming, "One more gram!" so I'ma bring 'em one (Geah)
Only son to my pop, stick close to my mama
Keep toasters for drama, make Salat with my son
My son growin', and he learnin' a lot
That's when them toasters, when the burners will pop, brain on your, um–
'Brella, nigga, tell 'em niggas, that's like the Biblical scripture
Look back, turn to salt, like the sinners
And most of you heartless and self-centered like Meshach and Mesha
Set up your brother ‘cause you jealous, nigga
The heat back (Ugh), like you never left, I ever rep
Cops watch every step, six miles and runnin'
Dodgin' every trap, the rap gingerbread man
Cherish every precious breath, State P, the second gat



@sureshkrishnan9660

Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick,
Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles,
Let's go
8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin' a thousand growling stomachs,
But I could rewind the counter ta back, back,
When it was now or nothing,
People said I would amount to nothing,
That I had time for nothing,
Said I wasn't from the velars
Or the sellers by your gunman,
I can see the folks now he got what he had coming,
Now that my 8th album's coming,
Everybody smiling wanting something,
Claiming that they done something for em,
Got Jay Z and pom poms in they whole uniforms,
Claiming they be running and telling everybody like Martin Lawrence,
About how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was,
Claimin' that they threw it up before I threw it up, you what
Where was you before I blew this up,
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everyone was suein' us,
I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up,
Back on the block, kickin' it in and it was no you with us
8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin' a thousand growling stomachs, freaks
6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin',
And my first album coming feedin' 20 promises I made
6 miles and running in the Pontiac,
6 thousand 86 trans mic shift,
While the engine run,
Anyone turn around
And give me one more chance,
Let em smoke and scream em one more grams,
So I'm a bring them, homie, son and my pop,
Stick close to my momma, keep toasters for drama,
Mix a lot with my son, my son growin' and he learnin' a lot,
That's what I'm toastin', that's what I'm burin', so pop,
Right on your own, rell 'em nigga, tell 'em nigga,
Its like a biblical scripture,
Look back turn to salt like the sinners
And most y'all heartless and self-centered
Like me shaggin', me shack,
Set up your brother cause you tell us nigga,
Heat back, uh, like, you never love for never
And cops watch every step, 6 miles and running
Dodge in every trap, the rap ginger bread man,
Cherish every precious breath, stat pick a second gat
Uh
8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album coming,
Feedin' a thousand growling stomachs, freaks
6 miles and running got my fist straight poppin',
And my first album coming feedin' 20 promises I made
Back when nobody would find me a talent,
Nobody would sign me, nobody believed in me,
Nobody but mommy blindly, but how could she deny me,
Me being the youngest friend to come up out of her,
Tell me, she got every love for me,
When niggas would worn me the industry shun me,
That's why I'm taking all the industries money,
Revenge is sweet honey, we run this,
Young is the illest, free is the future,
Beans and bleekers right now,
We can see our 8 miles nigga



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@doyeonkim5081

one of the most underrated songs from this album

@chief5981

Definitely, you had to have the soundtrack to even know it existed. It go no exposure back then

@doyeonkim5081

​@@chief5981 yeah i think this song plays during the credit roll. I got the album too so i knew about the song lol

@Jermo7899

That’s what I was going to say except not just on this album.

@elielfonseca4254

Jay's Second verse is a Masterpiece 🙌🙌🙌

@etrim4213

Had to be after what Free brought.

@rickeyarce9667

💯

@jamescorcoran8499

The production on this playlist is absolutely breath taking

@cypressdogsy425

Luis Resto and Em

@Yeahlome

For Real bro

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