"Yellow Brick Road" LYRICS EMINEM

EMINEM LYRICS

"Yellow Brick Road"

[Intro]What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough. If you wish to besaved, not in a religious sense but not to constitute what this country at times calls if orwhich over. We seem to be approaching an age of the gross. We all have this idea that we shouldmove up from our parents station and each generation should do a little bit better.

[Verse 1- Eminem]Come on, let's cut the bullshit enoughLet's get it started, let's start addressing this issue and open 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 that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroyLet's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on the east side of DetroitCrossing 8 Mile into Warren, into hick territoryI'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant no body tell it for meYou will well inform me, I am well aware that I don't belong hereYou've made that perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near 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 hauling 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 x2]So lets go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty little placeI once used to call home sweet home

[Verse 2- Eminem]I 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 Van DykeAnd steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyardAnd drop it off at the park that was the half way markTo meet Kim had to walk back to her mama's on Chalmers after darkTo sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom'sThats about the time I first met Proof with Goofy Gary on the stepsAt Osbourne handing out some flyers, he was doing some talent showsAt Centerline High, I had told him to stop by and check this out sometimeHe looked at me like I'm out my mind shook his head like white boys don't 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 with compound syllables sound combinedFrom that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line

[Chorus x2]So lets go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty little placeI once used to call home sweet home

[Verse 3- Eminem]My first year in 9th grade, can't forget that day at schoolIt was cool till your man MC Shan came throughAnd said that Puma's The Brand 'cause the clan makes troopsIt was rumors but man, god damn, they flewMust've 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's newsGuess who came through next, X-clan debutProfessor X vanglorious exists in a state of red, black, and greenWith a key sissies now with this being a new trendWe don't fit in crackers 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, we would go to the mall with 'emAll over our necks like we're showing 'em off not knowing at allWe was being laughed at you ain't even half blackYou ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab thatAnd that Flavor Flave clock we gonna have to snatch thatAll I remember is meeting back at Manix's basementsaying how we hate this, how racist but dope the x clan's tape is...Which reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for the first timeShe was tryna two time me and there was this black girlAt our school who thought I was cool cause I rapped so she was kinda eyeing meAnd oh the irony guess what her name was ain't even gonna say it plusThe same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pair of jugsThe bombest god damn girl in our whole school if I could pull itNot only would I become more popular but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same timeBut it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumped me for this black guyAnd thats the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the oh foolish pride girlBut I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain't that badBut it was I singled out a whole race and for that apologizeI was wrong cause no matter what color a girl is she's still a hoe

[Chorus x2]So lets go backFollow the yellow brick road as we go on another episodeJourney with me as I take you through this nifty little placeI once used to call home sweet home