Letra da Música: Yellow Brick Road - Eminem

What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you want to be saved not in a religious sense
But we have to constitute what this country ?? for if only children
We seem to be approachin an age of the gross (burp)
We all have this idea that we should move up a little bit from our parents station
And each generation should a little better

Eminem
Alright come on lets cut this bullshittin and dub
Lets get it started lets start addressin this issue
And open it up
Lets take this shit back to the basement
And we can discuss statements thats made on this tape
And this whole origina
The music that we all know and love the music we all enjoy
The music that you accuse me of tryna destroy
Lets rewind it to '89 when i was boy on the east side of detroit
Crossin 8 mile and a war and they hit territory
Id like to share a story this is my story
And cant nobody tell it for me
I am well aware that i dont belong here
You made that perfectly clear
I get my ass kicked damn theyre everywhere
From bel air shoppin centre just for stoppin in there
From the black side all the way to the white side
Okay theres a bright side
A day that i might slide
You may call it a pass 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 so well known tracks

Chorus:
So 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
That i once used to call home sweet home
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
That i once used to call home sweet home

I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter
Sometimes i stick up a thumb just to hitchhike
Just to get picked up theyd give me a lift up
8 mile and van dyke id steal a goddamn bike
From somebodyz backyard
And drop it off at the park
That was the halfway mark
To meet kim had to walk back to her mommaz and charmerz
After dark to sneak me in the house
When im kicked out my mumz
Thats about the time i first met proof
Wed goof hed carry on the steps said i was bored handin out some flyerz
He was doin some talent shows at centre line
I told him to stop by and check this out some time
He looked at me like im out my mind
Shook his head like white boyz dont know how to rhyme
I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place
And they both had the same rhymez that soundalike
We was on that same shit
That big daddy kane shit
Where compound syllables sound combined
From that day we was down to ride
So now we knew wed meet again somewhere down the line

Chorus:
So 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
That i once used to call home sweet home
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
That i once used to call home sweet home

My first year in 9th grade
Cant forget that day in school
It was cool to your man
And said that puma's the brand cause the klan makes troops
It was rumors but man god damn they flew
Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes
I had the new ones the cool j ice lambs, suede too
But we just threw em´ in the trash like they yesterday´s news
Guess who came through next? x-clan debuted
Professor x' vanglorious, exist in a state of red, black and green with a key, sissies
Now with this being the new trend we don't fit in
Crackas is out with cactus albums blackness is in
Africansymboles and medsllions represent black power and we ain´t know what it meant
Me and my man howard and butter would go to the mall
With ´em all over our necks like were showin'em off
Not knowin´ at all we was being laughed at
You ain´t even half black you ain´t supposed to have that homie let me grab that
And that flava flaw clock
We gonna have to snatch that
All i remember is meetin' back at
Mannix's basement, sayin' how we hate this
How racist but dope the x-clan´s tape is
Wich reminds me, back in ´89 me
And kim broke up for the first time she was tryin' to 2-time me
And there was this black girl at our school who though i was cool
Cause i rapped, so she was kinda eyeing me
And oh the irony, guess what her name was?
Ain´t even gonna say it plus
The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts
And a pair of jugs the bomest goddamn
Girl in your whole school
If i could pull her 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 that´s the last i ever seen or heard or spoke to
The ole´ foolish pride girl but i heard people say
They heard the tape and ain´t that bad but it was
I singled out a whole race and for that i apologize
I was wrong cause no matter what color a girl is she's still a...