[Intro]
   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
  
   [Chorus 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 dike
   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
  
   [Chorus 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?]
  
   [Chorus 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