Eminem - 8 Mile Remix (1/2?)

10/26/19

 

love my mother, I do and I still would put a gun to my own temple

why can't I understand what's so simple?

What's God's plan? I wonder and go berserk like most people would,

I try to be good, but who chose this outcome for me-I have no idea

and I feel so uncomfortable, so miserable, so detestable, I might just break the mold,

Mass of Man Brave, fond memories

accomplishments complete the task at hand behave, I was born separately-

Miranda's brother is ready

even if our estranged mother doesn't accept us-you know the damn flow is deadly

logically steady, look

 

2013 devel'oped a crush on my first female rapper, Becky G, but there was a gap between us

observed her before my 7 and a half month jail stint on TMZ, she never would have sex with me, good just grab my penis

react crazy, all of a sudden in an air gust a rapping genius

especially sexually, holuup i'm finna bust! Snapping immediately

underground like Twisted Insane, C-Mob

mention my name, keep it up

mediator, you're mediocre, 'sup 'Jay?

Michael Myers type versatile, rub wet clay on my scrotum angry as hell

just kidding, well maybe my modem's just acting up-oh well oh well

we'll live and learn regardless

and still I feel no different, starving artist

 

no more blood shed, this is the tourniquet

determination ain't permanent

my Mission statement is urgent

I rap for a passion a stratum insurgent-sort of

indirect disses,-

a pioneer-y'all lie 'n swear imma fall off graspin' a pint of beer

gaspin' like time is near, incorrect misses

come across like an intersection is-section C split open if only I coulda been your sister girl

fuck it none-can beat me here,-

prepare your arsenal, meet me fair 'n square

I ain't comin' soft, I was raised a caged beast in this twisted world

 

but at'lasT I rose from the gutter' caveman ment'al'ity

couldn't pass with my prose demonstrating chaotic pandemonium and des'tructrion in my flows-lately

second guessing myself, felt like everyone hates me and god only knows what awaits me,-

in the sky perhaps judging,

Why does crap happen so quickly seemingly begrudgingly I wonder pondering over simply nothing I guess-but never budging,-

might relapse soon just sayin'.

pick up where I left off, melt like butter in the summer heat

sick and tired of everyone, I held my tongue a bit but I won't ever do it again-i promise homie

I'm right where I'm at, there's nothing that can stop me

don't need to fight with a spiked bat, fear noone but God broski

i'm a real M.C,

if I'let another man...bring me to my knees, what kind of man would I be?

singlehandedly destroy any M.C, any type of plan constructed is unsubstantial to me

I'ma exceed my own potential eventually at this rate

my authentic credentials essentially undebatable in a Marshal Mathers state,-

pretentiously transcending these boundaries detrimentally inc'apacitating-these rappers

masquerading in cheap fabrics, and that isn't a testimony to the costs on their price tag

less I be phony or come across as a wise crackin' jack'assi'm a nice guy, but girls never liked that

snakes in the grass, 'bout time we cut 'em off

fakes can't afford toilet tissue to even wipe their own ass, Goddamn, I think about the systemic slaughter of-

minors, 3rd world countries, makes me sick

eye liners, dirty girls hungry for attention, taking pics naked in public-it's fuckin' disgusting, drink bleach and sip it

like it's piss why dont you?

that's not a rhetorical suggestion a derogatory statement or a incompatible question either,

i don't wanna have sex with you either

catch an s.t.d from you either

die losing my virginity to you neither

i'm convinced there's noone a match perfectly for me I'm just gonna say Evanescence and Seether-broken

Oh, and I never got caught huffin' paint or my mom's cigarettes under a false pretense of innocence smokin' reefer-chokin'-

like I used to think everytime I heard Justin Bieber cause everybody at my fuckin' school was a hater and our initials matched,-

vicious attacks officially wack deranged like a sociopath they may say, cut your dick off then sell it on ebay with one of your nipples attached,-

Eminem Role Model was my favorite instrumental too, at first I was way up believed I could fly

climbing stares in one flail swoop, I even enjoyed boxing like it was what I wanted to do in life,-

oh well curtains close just let go

noone here really wants to hear any sad 'ole songs just go flow like a schmoe that listens to techno,-

and I ain't dissing noone-as you can see i'm quite fine,-

7,8,9, okay quiet time, let's play that game

heads roll away toward the window pane,-

I came to claim nothing less than greatness

the same 'ole same 'ole self loathing stress wanna be famous-

fuck that I'm better than that shit cut the sack, think you're as immaculate as Hugh Janus-okay that's it i'm done

one day you'll get it, but I've prolonged this long enough, I'm done

 

 

honestly this is one of my least favorite remixes, wasn't the sort of style I wanted to go with on this amazing classic.

Too bad. Enjoy!

 

unruly, dick stiff as a measuring stick, diamnit to Hell-

I am tired of swelling up everytime a chick arrives at the scene pressure secures me and it's time to just bail

I got to rebel, thought we might click but that was simply an excuse under a veil-a spell, oh well, one day i'll learn

but until then I guess I'll burn

 

no escape from my problems, but I still play Runescape reactreationally, unfortunately, guess I should go play Soldier Front now

Hold it down now, the coldest one out-X