8 Mile Road

LOSE YOURSELF Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity

To seize everything you ever wanted One moment

Would you capture it or just let it slip? His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy

There'ss vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti

He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready

To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin

What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud

He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out

He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now

The clocks run out, times up over, bloah!

Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity

Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked

Hes so mad, but he wont give up that

Is he? No

He wont have it , he knows his whole back citys ropes

It dont matter, hes dope

He knows that, but hes broke

Hes so stacked that he knows

When he goes back to his mobile home, thats when its

Back to the lab again yo

This whole rap shit

He better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him HOOK: You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it, you better never let it go

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping

This world is mine for the taking

Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order

A normal life is borin, but superstardoms close to post mortar

It only grows harder, only grows hotter

He blows us all over these hoes is all on him

Coast to coast shows, hes know as the globetrotter

Lonely roads, God only knows

Hes grown farther from home, hes no father

He goes home and barely knows his own daughter

But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water His bosses dont want him no mo, hes cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows

He nose dove and sold nada

So the soap opera is told and unfolds

I suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on

Da da dum da dum da da HOOK No more games, Ima change what you call rage

Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged

I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed

I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage

But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher

Best believe somebodys payin the pied piper

All the pain inside amplified by the fact

That I cant get by with my 9 to 5

And I cant provide the right type of life for my family

Cuz man, these goddam food stamps dont buy diapers

And its no movie, theres no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life

And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder

Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus

See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna

Baby mama drama screamin on and

Too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another jam or not

Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail

I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot

Success is my only mothafuckin option, failures not

Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go

I cannot grow old in Salems lot

So here I go is my shot.

Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got HOOK You can do anything you set your mind to, manCLEANING OUT MY CLOSET

[Intro:]

Where's my snare?

I have no snare on my headphones

There you go

Yeah

Yo yo [Verse #1]

Have you ever been hated, or discriminated against?

I have, I've been protested and demostrated against

Picket signs for my wickid rhymes, look at the times

Sick of this mind, of the mother fucking kid that's behind

All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans exploding

Tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep going

Not taking nothing from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathing

Keep kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening

Leaving with the taste of sour with viniger in they mouth

See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out

Look at me now, I betcha prolly sick of me now

Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now [Chorus x2]

I'm sorry mama

I never meant to hurt you

I never meant make you cry

But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet

One More Time I'm sorry mama

I never meant to hurt you

I never meant make you cry

But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet

Ha! [Verse #2]

I got some skeletons in my closet

And I dont know if no one knows it

So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it

I'ma expose it, I'll take you back to '73

Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CD

I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months

My faggot father must've had his panties up in a bunch

'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye

No I don't, on second thought I just fucking wished he would die

I look at Hailey, and I couldn't picture leaving her side

Even if I hated Kim, I grin my teeth and I try to make it work

With her atleast for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes

But I'm only human but I'm man enough to face them today

What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb

But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun

Cause I'd of killed em, shit I would've shot Kim and them both

It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show [Chorus x2][Verse #3]

Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition

Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissing

But put yourself in my position, just try to invision

Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen

Bitching that someone's always going through her purse when shit's missing

Going through public housing systems, victim of munchasen syndrome

My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't

'Til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?

Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, ma?

So you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma?

But guess what, your getting older now and it's cold when your lonely

And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that your phoney

And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful

But you'll never see her, she wont even be at your funeral *hahaha*

See what hurts me the most, is you wont admit you was wrong

Bitch, do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mum

But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get

You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shit!

Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?

Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be [Chorus x2]