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yourself but won't take care of them kids
Case kept brief, I won't deal with ya
Safe kept neat Like a suit and tie, vibin' high
Head over the clouds, ain't

with grey hair and white skin
Grandfathered in this political hate
My people getting high watching the preacher pass the plate
I'mma need a rebate

of niggas saying that they feel me like I'm braille or something
I can smell the bull shit mile away you can't sell me nothing
Eight hour drive to the work

name, I don't need nobody
cnd that's the truth on me

Polo, I meant it when I said I you wasn't going hard enough
Walk a mile in my shoes and tell me if

Sempre in giro
Co i miei slime
Sempre fatto
Tyson High
Sempre a tutti
Gli open mic
Da molto prima
Di 8 Mile
Ma tu che ne sai di me
Dei miei bro
Della

trappin' by that stove
Swishy, swishy, not Nintendo

30, y'all, this fuck is endo
30, y'all, this fuck is endo
Free my 8th, I bought it late
Niggas diss me

name, I don't need nobody
And that's the truth on me
Polo, I meant it when I said I you wasn't going hard enough
Walk a mile in my shoes and tell me if

I'm grateful for the shit been given to me
I'm living like a movie call it 8 mile
Been running since the day I
Started getting paid i'm
Motivated

the riches of your eight mile trailer home I may never know
Gunna get fucking mad
Killuminati
Hooah
Urging to the surface our purpose a thugs wrath
Purposely

thinking like Trippie, might go for a stroll
I'm hearing the call of the keys and the dials
Got m's with my m's like I'm running 8 miles
These false

(verse 1)
Well the bill collector just called me, seems my debts are pilin’ high
And the gas pump raised 10 cents today but I ain’t even got a dime

by my teachers
Lisa raye posters on my wall when I get home
Rapping in the mall trying to get known
Those 8 mile cyphers were everywhere
If you

hard
Take off like a sprinter
Full throttle when I flow
Gotta hit em
Mile high club got'em flying me for dinner
I ain't really here to play with yall
I'm

view
It ain't a mile high but hey three-hundred feet will do

First frost on tall grass looks like creeping mold
Even here the pavement on main street's

out my zone
Tell my baby, tell my baby, I'm bout to come on
Now my house, now my house, now my house is not my, home

My flight lands at 8, 495 by 9

to be complacent as life gets by
like a freight train without a conductor on auto pilot eight miles high

time flies by
When I'm devastated I get high
When I'm elevated on cloud nine
I don't look down no
I keep it going that's the kid I am
Keep it moving

a passport by nine
13 Introduced to High Times
16 I wrote my first rhyme
19 I was Fury and Blind
Had that kind bud Str8 to unwind I'm climbing up the unsigned

the bitch
& in my city I'm the wave
The drip on my wrist hit like 8 somethin
You aint cute to me bitch unless you payin somethin
Before I go without ima stain

I been hypocritical saying I'm never cynical
But since I was a little one I made it all about me

How do I live up to my high standards?

Aye
Ooh
Biggie Deez
Croozy
She the 5 to my 8, she the best to my mate
She gon' tell ya to ya face, so we betta set it straight
She my one to the two,

the smokers, never leave em sober
Always beat the quota, chiefin wit the soldiers
Succa Free or die
Chop your body in eight pieces lik a pizza pie
No you ain't

a backwood
Longer than 8 Mile
Niggas out here movin' backwards
Nothin' to say now
I gave you boys a fuckin' classic
Somethin' to play now
Stop acting like

that
I keep on wondering

Six feet under
Eight miles high

Juan said 
I should consider the role of a sideman in the band