[Второй куплет] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my phantom doors with caution You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned 'em And all the pictures of me and Em - I burnt 'em So there ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile And since there ain't no Proof, I'll never walk through 8 Mile Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile Damn, I know his moma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, no more drama now Livin' the good life, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggaz could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds