8 Mile (Live in Dublin)

[Verse]

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 big eyeballs, my insides crawl

And I clam up, I just slam shut

I just can't do it, my whole manhood's

Just been stripped, I have just been 'vict'd

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

[Chorus]

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 no footsteps, I'm makin' my own

Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road