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with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Instrumental] ... Eminem Sing For The Moment ... Thanks to JacksonProductions for the video. please visit http://www.JacksonProductions.net [Label] {Backround} Normal Singing ['Sing For The Moment Lyrics] [Verse #1] 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 headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin' out 'Cus 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 whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, do rags and a stocking cap His stepfather hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, this house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go [Chorus #1] {C'mon} Sing with me, {Sing}, sing for the year {Sing it} Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear {C'mon} Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Verse #2] Entertainment is changing, intertwinin' with gangsters In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Only you're unholy, only have one homie Only this gun, lonely, 'cus don't anyone know me But everybody just feels like they can relate I guess words are a motherfucka, they can be great Or they can degrate, or even worse, they can teach hate Its like these kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorney's all want a turn at you To get their hands on every dime you have They want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon You need to spew, don't hesitate to produce handguns Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly But all their kids been listen'n, even religiously So I'm signing CDs while police fingerprint me They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense, Pete It's all political, if my music is literal and I'm a criminal, How the fuck can I raise a little girl? I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you [Chorus #2] {C'mon} Sing with me, {Sing}, sing for the year {Sing it} Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear {Sing it} Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Verse #3] They say music can alter moods and talk to you Well, can it load a gun for you and cock it too? Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just 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 want to get one, 'cus they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves We entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted That's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fuckin' rap magazine Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die 'Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes That's why we seize the moment, and try to freeze it and own it Squeeze it and hold it, 'cus we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs And we can [Chorus #3] Sing with me, {Sing}, sing for the year {Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tear, {C'mon} Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Chorus #4] Sing with me, {Sing}, sing for the year {Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tear, {C'mon} Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Instrumental] (mehr) (weniger)
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