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conversations.value: Write me a song called 8 Mile with the following description: Off the soundtrack to the semi-autobiographical 8 Mile, Eminem tells a story similar to what goes on throughout the movie. It is the story of the troubles one goes through trying to make it big time. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  It's alright, it's okay
  I'm gonna make it anyway
  Gonna make it, can't give up now
  I'ma make it somehow
  [Verse 1]
  Sometimes I just feel like quittin', I still might
  Why do I put up this fight? Why do I still write?
  Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin' with real life
  Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
  And show these people what my level of skill's like
  But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
  Somethin' ain't right, hit the brake lights
  Case of the stage fright, drawin' a blank like
  Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
  Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl
  And I clam up, I just slam shut
  I just can't do it,
   my whole manhood's
  Just been stripped, I have just been 'vict'd
  So I must then get off the bus then split
  Man, fuck this shit, yo, I'm goin' the fuck home
  World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
  [Chorus]
  I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
  (It's alright, it's okay)
  Time for me to just stand up and travel new land
  (I'm gonna make it anyway)
  Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
  (Gonna make it, can't give up now)
  Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back
  (I'ma make it somehow)
  (8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin'
  (It's alright, it's okay)
  Sorry, Momma, I'm grown, I must travel alone
  (I'm gonna make it anyway)
  Ain't gon' follow no footsteps, I'm makin' my own
  (Gonna make it, can't give up now)
  Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
  (I'ma make it somehow) [Verse 2]
  I'm walkin' these train tracks, tryna regain back
  The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
  To the same plant, in the same pants
  Tryna chase rap, gotta move ASAP
  And get a new plan, Momma's got a new man
  Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
  Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
  And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
  While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
  Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head
  Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
  But I keep runnin' from somethin' I never wanted so bad
  Sometimes I get upset, ‘cause I ain't blew up yet
  It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
  Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
  The pressure's too much, man, I'm just tryna do what's best
  And I try, sit alone and I cry
  Yo, I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
  That I don't pray to the sky, please, I'm beggin' you, God
  Please don't let me be pigeonholed in no regular job
  Yo, I hope you can hear me, homie, wherever you are
  Yo, I'm tellin' you, dawg, I'm bailin' this trailer tomorrow
  Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
  Say whenever you need me, baby, I'm never too far
  But, yo, I gotta get out there, the only way I know
  And I'ma be back for you the second that I blow
  On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
  Off to work I go back to this 8 Mile Road [Chorus]
  I'm a man, gotta make a new plan
  (It's alright, it's okay)
  Time for me to just stand up and travel new land
  (I'm gonna make it anyway)
  Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
  (Gonna make it, can't give up now)
  Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back
  (I'ma make it somehow)
  (8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin'
  (It's alright, it's okay)
  Sorry, Momma, I'm grown, I must travel alone
  (I'm gonna make it anyway)
  Ain't gon' follow no footsteps, I'm makin' my own
  (Gonna make it, can't give up now)
  Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
  (I'ma make it somehow)
  [Verse 3]
  You gotta live it to feel it; you didn't, you wouldn't get it
  Or see what the big deal is, why it was and it still is
  To be walkin' this borderline of Detroit city limits
  It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
  Of authenticity, you'd never even see
  But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
  You never seen, heard, smelled or met a real MC
  Who's incredible or on the same pedestal as me
  But yet I'm still unsigned, havin' a rough time
  Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
  Go to work and serve MCs in the lunchline
  But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go?
  Who must I show to bust my flow?
  Where must I go? Who must I know?
  Or am I just another crab in the bucket?
  ‘Cause I ain't havin' no luck with this little rabbit's foot, fuck it
  Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit
  I'm feelin' a little skeptical who I hang out with
  I look like a bum, yo, my clothes ain't about shit
  At the Salvation Army, tryna salvage an outfit
  And it's cold, tryna travel this road
  Plus I feel like I'm always stuck in this battlin' mode
  My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
  Is pity from no one, 
  this city is no fun
  There is no sun, and it's so dark
  Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' pulled apart
  From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends
  It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
  Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
  What I'm doin', I just blow, my head is a stove top
  I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
  Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got
  But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn
  Yo, it only takes one time for me to get burned
  Ain't no fallin', no, next time I meet a new girl
  I can no longer play stupid or be immature
  I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
  Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
  Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
  Suddenly a new burst of energy has occurred
  Time to show these Free World leaders the three and a third
  I am no longer scared now,
   
  I'm free as a bird
  Then I turn and cross over the median curb
  Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road [Chorus]
  I'm a man, gotta make a new plan
  (It's alright, it's okay)
  Time for me to just stand up and travel new land
  (I'm gonna make it anyway)
  Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
  (Gonna make it, can't give up now)
  Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back
  (I'ma make it somehow)
  (8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin'
  (It's alright, it's okay)
  Sorry, Momma, I'm grown, I must travel alone
  (I'm gonna make it anyway)
  Ain't gon' follow no footsteps, I'm makin' my own
  (Gonna make it, can't give up now)
  Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
  (I'ma make it somehow)