Текст песни Eminem - Yellow Brick Road
Eminem - Yellow Brick Road слова песни
Текст песни Eminem - Yellow Brick Road
[Intro]What we have to do is deal with it when these individualsare young enough. If you will, to be saved, not in areligious sense; but not to constitute what this country attimes calls if or which over. We seem to be approaching an age of the gross.(burp)( )We all have this idea that we should move up a little bitfrom our parents station and each generation should do alittle bit better.[Verse 1 - Eminem]Alright, come on, let's cut the bullshit enoughLet's get it started, let's start addressing this issue andopen it upLet's take this shit back to basementAnd we can discuss statements thats made on this tapeAnd its whole origin of the music that we all know and loveThe music we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of trynadestroyLet's rewind it to '89 when I was a boy on the east side ofDetroitCrossin 8 Mile into Warren into hick territoryI'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant nobodytell it for meYou have well informed me, and I am well aware that I don'tbelong hereYou've made that perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damnnear everywhereFrom Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in thereFrom the black side all the way to the white sideOk there's a bright side, a day that I might slideYou may call it a past I call it haulin' my assThrough that patch of grass over them railroad tracksOh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracksThem good old notorious oh well known tracks[Chorus]So, let's go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty littleplaceThat I once used to call home sweet homeCome on, let's go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty littleplaceThat I once used to call home sweet home[Verse 2 - Eminem]I'd roam the streets so much they call me a drifterSometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hikeJust to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and VanDykeAnd steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyardAnd drop it off at the park that was the halfway markTo meet Kim had to walk back to her mamma's on chalmersafter darkTo sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom'sThats about the time I first met Proof wit' poof and gary onthe steps at Osborne handin' out some flyers He was doin some talent shows at Centerline High, I told him to stop by and check us out sometimeHe looked at me like I'm out my mind, Shook his head like white boys dont know how to rhymeI spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first placeAnd we both had the same rhymes that sound alikeWe was on the same shit that Big Daddy Kane shit withcompound syllables sound combinedFrom that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we'd meetagain somewhere down the line[Chorus]So, let's go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty littleplaceThat I once used to call home sweet homeCome on, let's go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty littleplaceThat I once used to call home sweet homeMy first year in 9th grade, can't forget that day at schoolIt was cool till your man MC Sham came throughAnd said that Pumas the brand cuz the clan makes troopsIt was rumors but man god damned they flewMusta been true because man we done banned they shoesI had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land, swayed tooAnd we just through them in the trash like they yesterday'snewsGuess who came through next, X clan debutProfessor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black,and greenWith a key sissies now with this bein a new trendWe don't fit in crackas is out with Cactus albumsBlackness is in, African symbols and medallionsRepresents black power and we ain't know what it meantMe and my man Howard and butter would go to the mall with'emAll over our necks like we're showin 'em off not knowin atallWe was bein laughed at you ain't even half blackYou ain't posed to have that homie let me grab thatAnd that Flavor Flave clock we gon' have to snatch thatAll I remember is meetin back at Manx’s basementSayin how we hate this, our races wit dope the x clan takethisWhich reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for thefirst timeShe was tryna two time me and there was this black girlAt our school who thought I was cool cuz I rapped so she waskinda eyeing meAnd oh the irony guess what her name was ain't even gon' sayit plusThe same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pairof jugsThe bombest god damn girl in our whole school if I couldpull itNot only would I become more popular but I would be able topiss Kim off at the same timeBut it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumpedme for this black guyAnd that’s the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to theoh foolish pride girlBut I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain'tthat badBut it was I singled out a whole race and for thatapologizeI was wrong cuz no matter what color a girl is she still aHoe[Chorus]So, let's go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty littleplaceThat I once used to call home sweet homeCome on, let's go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty littleplaceThat I once used to call home sweet home