The '8 Mile' Left Behind
Eminem Lyrics


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Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
Great then I falls, my insides crawl
And I clam up (wham) I just slam shut
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
Just been stripped, I have just been vicked
So I must then get off the bus then split
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road

I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
To the same plant, and the same pants
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!
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
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best
And I try, sit alone and I cry
Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God
Please don't let me pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road

I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

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
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits
It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
Of authenticity, you'd never even see
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
Who must I show, to bust my flow
Where must I go, who must I know
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit
I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
At the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
And it's cold, tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
Is pity from no one, the city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each on of my friends
It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
What I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got
But I've learned, it's time for me to you-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occurred
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
Then I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road

I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone




Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

Overall Meaning

In Eminem's song "The '8 Mile' Left Behind," the rapper is expressing his feelings of frustration, despair, and determination while he is trying to escape from his troubled life in Detroit. He talks about the struggle of being a white rapper in a predominantly black industry, and the pressure he feels to prove himself. He contemplates quitting but ultimately decides to take matters into his own hands and follow his own path. The song ends with him leaving behind his past and making a new plan for his future, determined to succeed.


Eminem highlights the psychological and emotional toll of being a struggling rapper, painting a vivid picture of his internal struggles. He talks about the fear of failure, the constant comparisons to other rappers, and the pressure to live up to his own expectations. The repetition of the phrase "8 Mile Road" throughout the song serves as a metaphor for the hard life he is trying to escape, as well as a symbol of his determination to succeed.


The song was featured in the movie "8 Mile," which tells the story of a white rapper from Detroit who is trying to make it in the music industry. Eminem starred in the movie, which was loosely based on his life.


Line by Line Meaning

Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might
There are moments when I feel like giving up, and I might actually do it


Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
I question why I continue to fight and why I continue to write


Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life
Dealing with the challenges of real life can be difficult on its own


Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
Sometimes I have the desire to perform on stage and impress everyone with my skills


And show these people what my level of skill's like
I want to demonstrate to these people the extent of my talent and ability


But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
However, being white sometimes leads me to feel frustrated with life


Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights
Something feels off, so I want to pause and reflect


Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
I experience stage fright and struggle to come up with ideas


Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
It's not my fault that I feel this way and face these challenges


Great then I falls, my insides crawl
I feel a great sense of failure, and it makes me feel disgusted with myself


And I clam up (wham) I just slam shut
I become silent and closed off emotionally


I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
I feel incapable of achieving my goals, and it diminishes my sense of masculinity


Just been stripped, I have just been vicked
I feel stripped of my confidence and have been taken advantage of


So I must then get off the bus then split
I realize I need to leave this situation and move on


Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home
Enough of this, I'm going back to where I belong


World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders as I return to 8 Mile Road


I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
I am determined to make a fresh plan and take control of my life


Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
It's time for me to be bold and explore new opportunities


Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
I need to take control of my own destiny


Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
Once I move past these obstacles, I won't dwell on the past


(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
I leave 8 Mile Road behind with a clear sense of direction


Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
I apologize, but I have to embark on this journey by myself


Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
I won't simply follow in the footsteps of others; I'll create my own path


Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
This is the only way I know to break free from the constraints of 8 Mile Road


I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
I'm walking along these train tracks, attempting to recover what I've lost


The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
I want to recapture the determination I once had before returning to the same old problems


To the same plant, and the same pants
To the same job and the same monotonous routine


Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
I'm trying to pursue a career in rap and need to take action as soon as possible


And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
I need to create a fresh strategy because my mom has a new partner


Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
My younger sister doesn't comprehend the situation


Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
She escapes from reality by watching TV and getting lost in her drawings


And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
She colors until the crayon becomes worn down in her hand


While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
She expresses her emotions through coloring pictures of our family


Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
There's no way to know what truly goes on in her young mind


Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
I wish I could be the father figure neither of us had growing up


But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!
I'm constantly avoiding something I never truly desired


Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet
I get frustrated because I haven't achieved widespread success yet


It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
I've matured, but I haven't developed the courage I need


Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
I lack the confidence and energy to make a significant impact


The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best
The pressure is overwhelming; I'm simply trying to make the right choices


And I try, sit alone and I cry
I attempt to cope by crying alone


Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
I won't lie; there isn't a single moment


That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God
I constantly pray to God, pleading for help


Please don't let me pigeon holed in no regular job
Please don't let me be stuck in an ordinary job


Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
I hope you can hear me, my friend, wherever you may be


Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow
I'm telling you, my friend, I'm leaving this trailer behind tomorrow


Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Pass along my love to my mother and say goodbye to my younger sister


Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far
Let her know that I'll always be there for her, no matter the distance


But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
But I have to venture out because that's the only way I can progress


And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow
I'll return for you as soon as I achieve success


On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
I swear on everything I possess, I'll succeed by my own efforts


Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road
I'm heading back to work, back to the struggles of 8 Mile Road


You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
You have to experience it firsthand to truly understand it


Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest
Otherwise, you wouldn't comprehend why it wasn't considered the most impressive


To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits
To be navigating the boundary between two sides of Detroit city


It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
It's unique and holds a particular importance, like a certificate


Of authenticity, you'd never even see
It represents authenticity that you wouldn't recognize


But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
But it means everything to me; it's my reputation


You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
You've never encountered a genuine MC through your senses


Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
No one as incredible as me has been placed on the same pedestal


But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time
Yet, I remain without a record deal and facing hardships


Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
I spend time with my friends on the porch, jokingly rapping


Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline
I go to work and serve other aspiring rappers in the food line


But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
But when it's time to perform under pressure, I struggle to deliver


Who must I show, to bust my flow
Who do I need to impress in order to showcase my flow


Where must I go, who must I know
Where should I go, who should I connect with


Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Or am I simply just another person trying to climb to the top


Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
Because I'm not having any success with this persona of 'Rabbit,' I don't care anymore


Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit
Perhaps I need a fresh approach; I'm beginning to question everything


I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with
I'm feeling uncertain about the people I associate with


I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
I appear like a homeless person; my clothes don't mean anything


At the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
I search at the Salvation Army, attempting to find suitable clothing


And it's cold, tryin to travel this road
And it's cold outside as I try to navigate this difficult journey


Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode
Moreover, I feel trapped in this constant state of battling and competition


My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
I have built strong defenses, but there's one thing I don't desire


Is pity from no one, the city is no fun
I don't want sympathy from anyone; this city holds no joy for me


There is no sun, and it's so dark
The sun is absent, leaving everything in darkness


Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart
At times, I feel like I'm being torn apart


From each one of my limbs, by each on of my friends
It feels like each of my friends is tearing me apart individually


It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
It's so overwhelming that I want to escape from myself


Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
Sometimes I feel like an emotionless machine; sometimes I'm just so confused


What I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top
I don't even know what I'm doing; I just explode with emotions


I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
I reach a breaking point, like a boiling kettle


Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got
Sometimes I say things that exceed what I'm actually capable of


But I've learned, it's time for me to you-turn
But I've realized that it's time for me to turn around


Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
It only takes one failure for me to learn a lesson


Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
I won't make the same mistakes next time I meet someone new


I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I must abandon my ignorant and immature behavior


I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
I possess all the necessary qualities; I just need the courage


Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
I feel like I already have the rhythm; I just need the lyrics


Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
I have the strong desire, and suddenly it becomes overwhelming


Suddenly a new burst of energy is occurred
A new surge of energy emerges within me


Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
Now is the time to impress these influential figures with my skills


I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
I am no longer fearful; I'm as free as a bird


Then I turn and cross over the median curb
I make a sharp turn and cross over the median curb


Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road
I reach the suburbs, and everything becomes a blur as I leave 8 Mile Road behind


I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
I'm determined to create a fresh plan and take charge


Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
It's time for me to rise and venture into unfamiliar territory


Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
I need to take control and handle things on my own


Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
Once I move past these obstacles, I won't dwell on the past


(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
I leave 8 Mile Road behind with a clear sense of direction


Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
I apologize, but I have to embark on this journey by myself


Ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
I won't simply follow in the footsteps of others; I'll create my own path


Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
This is the only way I know to break free from the constraints of 8 Mile Road




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: SHAWN C CARTER, MARSHALL B III MATHERS, LESLIE PRIDGEN, LUIS RESTO

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Honour


on The Real Slim Shady

May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here

Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwing' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah, wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbing' his you-know-what
Flippin' the you-know-who"
"Yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse than what s going' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they?
We ain't nothin' but mammals, well, some of us, cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (ah)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me
Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

I'm like a headtrip to listen to, 'cause I'm only giving' you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it
Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder, "how can
Kids eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spitting' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Ha ha, I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

Noah


on Remember Me?

Remember me? S executions
Remember me? I have no remorse
Remember me? I'm high-powered
Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima

For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
Without boundaries, which qualifies me
For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I leak words that's controversial
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx

Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?

Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Remember me? I'm Shady

When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
So I promised the fuckin' critics
I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)

Don't you remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me? (Slim Shady!)

28Rivals


on Lose Yourself

@elchihuahua420 Damn bro, stay strong "You only get one shot don't miss your chance to blow." Don't let them bring you down in life and keep pushing

Noah


on Till ICollapse

Not Afraid

hope


on The Real Slim Shady

hi

eminem


on Crazy In Love

great song

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

awesome

serenity noble


on The Real Slim Shady

awesome

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

i love it
#eminemfan

Mind Space Apocalypse


on ShadyXV

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