Bully (Rapper) - 8 Mile Remix lyrics

[Rabbit] [Verse 1] Sometimes I just feel drew, quittin' I want to Why do I put up this fight, why do I still do What I was born to, run, pa** score 2 Sometimes I want to, turn my sk**s to the mic And show these pissants how to spit right But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights Case of the cramp swipe, drawin' a blank like Uh, I'm just not sure, it ain't my fault Sometimes I'll fall, my both sides crawl And I clam up and I slam shut They just won't do it My whole manhood's Just been ripped, I have just been stripped Of my pride now get off the bus I split Man f** this sh** yo, I'm goin' the back home Dawgs on my shoulders as I run back to Meadvale Road [Verse 2] I'm walkin' these faint tracks, tryna regain back Yeah b**h the name is Rain Man and The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the renamed acts From the same branch, and the same ranch Tryna chase that, gotta move ASAP And get a new plan, scouts also pretend That they don't spot me again, I don't understand Sit in front of the PC, bury myself in the sand And just wa*k till I bust and cum in my hand While the sister colours her big brothers and mother and dad Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in my rabbit head Wish I could be the sibling that neither one of us had But I keep runnin' from somethin' I never wanted so bad! Sometimes I get upset, ‘cause I just ain't there yet It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet Don't gotta raise it up, don't got enough gut The pressure's building man, I'm just tryna do what's best And I try, sit alone and I write Yo I won't tell a 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 homie wherever you are Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin' this failure tomorra' Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me ladies, I'm never too far But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know And I'mma come right back for you, the second that I know I've made it on my own, that in success has flown Off to ‘work' I row, back to this childhood float [Verse 3] You gotta live it to feel it, if you didn't you wouldn't get it Or see what the big deal is, I know it's a trick as To be walkin this borderline of white persons' limits It's different, there's a significance of occupants Of authenticity, I'd never let you see That it's everything to me, it's a harsh reality Cos it's the world that I've ever wanted to be And check, still can't wait till she sees me But yet, I'm still unsigned, havin' a rough time Sit on the field with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes Go to school and push in the lunch line But when it comes crunch time, I must call the sidelines home Out right, that's where my flow Will work best and yes, that I know Time to show, my pedestal is higher than yo's' Or am I just another crab in the bucket Cause I ain't havin' no luck with this little Rabbit so f** it Maybe I need a new outlet; I'm startin' to doubt sh** Beginning to give a f** about who I go out with They can't look like no bum and mood swings ain't about sh** At the time I'm wanting to bring them home And it's cold, tryna travel this road Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin' mode My defences are sown up, but one thing I don't want Is schooling from no one, but the kick-start ain't fun Is Starting to make my brain feel so dark And Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' torn apart From each one of my limbs, by each on of my friends It's enough to just make me wanna throw my life in a bin Sometimes I feel like a puppet, Sometimes I know it's Not what I should be doin' I just know, my head is a stove top I just explode, the kettle gets so hot Sometimes my manager overloads the gas that I don't got But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn Yo it takes no time for me to get burned Ain't no trippin' on 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 has occurred Time to show these left siders the three and a third I am no longer scared now; I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the midfield ridge Hit the pitch and all you see is a ditch from where I roam