What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough If you want to be saved not in a religious sense But we have to constitute what this country?? For if only children We seem to be approachin an age of the gross (burp) We all have this idea that we should move up a little bit from our parents station And each generation should a little better Eminem Alright come on, let's cut this bullshit, enough Let's get it started let's start addressing this issue and open it up Let's take this shit back to the basement and we can discuss statements That's made on this tape and its whole origin of The music that we all know and love the music we all enjoy The music that you accuse me of tryin' to destroy Let's rewind it to '89 when I was 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 can't nobody tell it for me You have well informed me, I am well aware that I don't belong here You made that perfectly clear I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere From bel-air shoppin' center just for stopping in there From the black side all the way to the white side Ok there's a bright side, a day that I might slide You may call it a pass, I call it hauling my ass Through that patch of grass Over them railroad tracks Oh them railroad tracks Them old railroad tracks, them good old notorious so well known tracks Chorus So let's 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 That I once used to call home sweet home Come on let's 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 That I once used to call home sweet home I'd roam the streets so much they called me a drifter Sometimes I'd stick up a thumb just to hitchhike Just to get picked up to get me a lift ta 8 Mile and van dyke or steal a God damn bike From somebody's back yard and drop it off at the park That was the halfway mark To meet kim At to walk Back to her momma's on chalmers after dark To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my moms That's about the time, I first met proof with goofy gary on the steps at osbourne handin out some flyers We was doin' some talent shows at centerline high I told him to stop by and check us out sometime He looked at me like I'm out my mind Shook his head like white boys don't 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 that same shit that big daddy kane shit where compound syllables sound combined From that day we was down to ride Somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line So let's 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 That I once used to call home sweet home Come on let's 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 That I once used to call home sweet home My first year in 9th grade, cant' forget that day of school It was cool till your man MC shan came through And said that puma's the brand cause the klan 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 lambs, suede too But we just threw em' in the trash like they yesterday's news Guess who came through next? X-clan debuted Professor x "vanglorious, exist in a state of red, black and green with a key, sissies" Now with this being the new trend, we don't fit in Crackas is out with cactus albums blackness is in African symbols and medallions represent black power and we ain't know what it meant Me and my man howard and butter would go to the mall With 'em all over our necks like were showin' 'em off Not knowin' at all we was being laughed at You ain't even half black you ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab that And that flava flaw clock We gonna have to snatch that All I remember is meetin' back at Mannix's basement, sayin' 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 time she was tryin' to two-time me And there was this black girl at our school who thought I was cool Cause I rapped, so she was kinda eyeing me And oh the irony, guess what her name was? Ain't even gonna say it plus The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts And a pair of jugs the bombest goddamn Girl in our whole school If I could pull her 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 that's the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to The ole' foolish pride girl but I 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 I apologize, I was wrong Cause no matter what color a girl is she's still a So let's 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 That I once used to call home sweet home Come on let's 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 That I once used to call home sweet home