Yellow Brick Road Lyrics

These are the lyrics to song Yellow Brick Road as performed by Eminem

Lyrics to song Yellow Brick Road by Eminem

Intro
What we have to do is deal with it when these
individuals 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 basement
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 into Warren, into hick
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
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 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 Dyke 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 on Chalmers after dark To sneak
me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's Thats
about the time I first met Proof with Goofy Gary
on the steps At Osbourne handing out some flyers,
he was doin some talent shows At Centerline High,
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
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 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 Shan came
through And said that Puma's The Brand 'cause the
clan 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 land swayed too And we just through them in
the trash like they yesterday's news Guess who
came through next, X-clan debut Professor X
vanglorious 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
Butter, we 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, how
racist but 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's
still a hoe

Chorus x2
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 I once used to
call home sweet home