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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 
(Nakarat 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 Dyke 
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 
(Nakarat 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?) 
(Nakarat 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