| These ideas are nightmares to white parents whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing its so scary in a house that allows no swearing to see him walking around with his head phones blaring alone in his own zone cold and he dont care hes a problem child what bothers him all comes out when he talks about his fucking dad walking out cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out if he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out his thoughts are whack hes mad so hes talking back talking black brainwashed from rock and rap he sags his pants two rags and a stocking cap his step father hit him so he socked him back and broke his nose this house is a broken home theres no control he just lets his emotions go come on! Chorus sing with me sing for the year sing for the laughter sing for the tear sing with me just for today maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away entertainment is danger intertwining with gangsters in the land of the killers a singers mind is a sanctum only youre unholy, only have one homie only this gun, loney, cuz dont ne one know me and everybody just feels like they can relate i guess words are a motherfucker they can be great or they can degreat or even worse they can teach hate its like these kids hang on every statement we make like they worship us plus all this stores ship us platinum now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen from standing on corners and porches just rappen to having a fortune no more kissing ass but then these critics crucify you journalists try to burn you fans turn on you attornies all want a turn at you to get a hand on every dime you have they want you to loose your mind everytime you mad so they can try 2 make u out to look like a loose cannon you need to spew, wont hesitate 2 produce air guns thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me swiftly just to get me off of these streets quickly so im signing cds while police fingerprint me they're for the judges daughter but his grudge is against me im in such fuckin mennace this shit doesnt make sense pete! its all political if music is literal if im a criminal how the f*ck can i raise a little girl i couldnt i wouldnt be fit to your full of sh*t too gurrera that was a fist that hit you! Chorus They say music can alter moods and talk to you well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? well if it can, the next time u assault a dude tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued see what these kids do is hear about us totin pistols and they wanna get one cuz they think this sh*ts cool not knowing we really just protectin ourselves we entertainers of course this shits affectin our sales you ingnoramus but music is reflection of self we just explain it and then we get our checks in the mail its fucked up aint it how we can go from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckign thing that we wanted It's why we sing for these kids who dont have a thing except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine who post pin up pictures on they walls all day long idolise they favourite rappers and know all they songs or for anyone whos ever been through shit in their lives till they sit and they cry at night wishing theyd die till they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe we're nothing to you but we're the fucking shit in their eyes thats why we sieze the moment try to freeze it and own it squeeze it and hold it cuz we consider these mintues golden and maybe theyll admit in when were gone just let our spirits live on through the lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can Chorus |
| Artist: Eminem Song Name: Sing for the moment Album: The Eminem Show Year: 2002 Frances Rating: 8/10 |
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