Текст (слова) песни: Obie Trice - 8 Miles

 
[Intro] (*echo*) 
Assassins 
Muggs 
Soul Assassins 
 
[Verse 1] 
I`m stranded off School Craft Avenue, I gotta make it to 8 
This bitch I`m with, she bein fake 
I get out her car without a strand in my pocket 
She force a nigga to walk through the land of this hot shit 
It`s cold as fuck but wait 
It`s a full moon so it`s a little easy to navigate 
I`m walkin up Greenfield with no thriller with me 
Fresh as fuck, niggaz come and get me 
Buses ain`t workin, crackheads lurkin 
Know them stick up niggaz wanna murk me and 
I reach Grand River, cats ridin by with they eyes on a nigga 
I cross the light and hear them tires squeal 
U-Turn, they came back ill 
No talkin, the gun started sparkin 
Popo got to chalkin 
 
[Chorus] - 2X - (w/out - "nigga" at the beginning of the second time) 
Nigga if I made it to 8 Mile, you wouldn`t understand the D 
So I`ma reincarnate Obie 
Put the same life in a different situation 
Show you motherfuckers what a nigga facin 
 
[Verse 2] 
So I reach Finkel Ave., I`m mad as fuck now 
A nigga shoulda stuck with that bitch 
My down coat ain`t as fluffy and thick 
And crackheads rushin me for bones to hit 
I say "I don`t got them flavors man, I`m straight" 
But raw heads like to hate 
I`m tryna make it to the next Ave., Puritan, PA 
Them same fiends goin Obie way 
I turn down, niggaz followin 
I walk faster, niggaz get to joggin 
Look again and them `heads get to hollerin 
Stab me in the abdomen, Rambo dagger me 
Put me out there, Greenfield massacre 
Strip me ass naked, fiends is even reckless 
Detroit nigga, crackheads keep weapons 
Look at your life precious, it`s hectic 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Verse 3] 
I cross Mack nickels, a nigga straight 
That`s why I BS on the grind chasin cake 
Niggaz ain`t shifty tonight, flippin white 
So I "Blow" past them like Johnny Depp`s life 
I reach 7 Mile, it`s already trouble 
A drunk nigga smashed up a couple 
Bodies in half, shit 
I ain`t gawkin, I`m tryna get my ass on the Ave 
8 Mile so close, but what do ya know 
The nigga fled the scene who killed those folks 
Witness point like I know that coat 
Like I`m the one that splattered those people on the pole 
Family members runnin up on the O 
Police can`t detain him, guns start aimin 
Ain`t shit changin nigga, my brain`s hangin 
You wouldn`t know the D if I met my destination 
 
[Chorus]
 

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