Текст песни
[Intro]
What we have to do is deal with it
when these idividuals are young enough.
If you wish to be saved, not in a religious sense
but not to constitute
what this country at times calls if or which over.
We seem to be approaching an age of the gross.
We all have this idea that we should move up
from our parents station
and each generation should do a little bit better.
[Verse 1- Eminem]
Come on, let's cut the bullshit enough
Let's get it started,
let's start addressing this issue and open it up
Let's take this shit back to bassmint
And we can disscuss statements thats made on this tape
And its whole origin of the music
that we all know and love
The music that we all enjoy the music
you all accuse me of tryna destroy
Let's rewind it to 89
when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin 8 Mile in the border in the hate territory
I'd like to share a story,
this is my story and cant no body tell it for me
You will well inform me,
I am well aware that I don't belong here
You've made that perfectly clear,
I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere
From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there
From the black side all the way to the white side
Okay there's a bright side a day that I might slide
You may call it a past I call it haulin my ass
Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks
Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
Them good old notorious oh well known tracks
[Chorus x2]
Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road
as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take
you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home
[Verse 2- Eminem]
I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter
Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike
Just to get picked up
to get me a lift to 8 mile and van dike
And steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyard
And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
To meet Kim had to walk back
to her mama's them dramas after dark
To sneak me in the house
when I'm kicked out my mom's
Thats about the time I first
met Proof when poof he'd carry on the set
Set eyes born in and out some flyers,
he was doin some talent shows
At center line, I had told him
to stop by and check this out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
shook his head like white boys dont know how to rhyme
I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place
And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike
We was on the same shit that Big Daddy Kane
shit with compound syllables sound combined
From that day we was down to ride somehow
we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line
[Chorus x2]
Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road
as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through
this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home
[Verse 3- Eminem]
My first year in 9th grade,
can't forget that day at school
It was cool till your man MC Sham came through
And said that Boom was the brain
cuz the clan makes troops
It was rumors but man god damned they flew
Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes
I had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land swayed too
And we just through them
in the trash like they yesterday's news
Guess who came through next, X clam debut
Professor X and glorious exists
in a state of red, black, and green
With a key sissies now with this bein a new trend
We don't fit in crackas is out with Cactus albums
Blackness is in, African symbols and medallions
Represents black power and we ain't know what it meant
Me and my man Howard and ???
would go to the mall with 'em
All over our necks like
we're showin 'em off not knowin at all
We was bein laughed at you ain't even half black
You ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab that
And that Flavor Flave clock we gon' have to snatch that
All I remember is meetin back at Manix's basement
Sayin how we hate this,
our races wit dope the x clan take this
Which reminds me back in 89 me
and Kim broke up for the first time
She was tryna two time me and there was this black girl
At our school who thought I was cool
cuz I rapped so she was kinda eyein me
And oh the irony guess
what her name was ain't even gon' say it plus
The same color hair as hers
was and blue contacts and a pair of jugs
The bombest god damn girl
in our whole school if I could pull it
Not only would I become more popular
but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time
But it backfired I was supposed to dump her
but she dumped me for this black guy
And thats the last I ever seen
or heard or spoke to the oh foolish pride girl
But I've heard people say they heard
the tape and it ain't that bad
But it was I singled out a whole race
and for that apologize
I was wrong cuz no matter
what color a girl is she still a [bitch?]
[Chorus x2]
Come on lets go back
Follow the yellow brick road
as we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take
you through this nifty little place
I once used to call home sweet home
