8 Mile

Ai: yo his palms are sweaty you: knees weak arms are heavy Ai: there's vomit on his sweater already you: mom's spaghetti he's nervous Ai: but on the surface he looks calm and ready you: to drop bombs but he keeps on forgetting Ai: what he wrote down the whole crowd goes so loud you: he opens his mouth but the won't come out Ai: he's chokin how? Everybody's jokin now you: the clock's run out time's up over pow Ai: snap back to reality oh there goes gravity you: oh there goes rabbit he choked he's so mad Ai: but he won't give up that easy no he won't have it