Sing For The Moment-Eminem

[ti:sing for the moment] [ar:eminem] [al:The Eminem Show] [offset:500] [00:23.07]These ideas are nightmares for white parents [00:25.79]Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings [00:28.94]Like whatever they say has no bearing [00:31.38]It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing [00:34.13]To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring [00:37.06]Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care [00:39.61]He's a problem child, what bothers him all.es out [00:42.37]When he talks about his f**kin' dad walkin' out [00:46.81][00:44.31]'Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out [00:47.91]But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out [00:50.73]His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back [00:53.88]Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap [00:56.06]He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap [00:59.73]His stepfather hit him so he socked him back [01:02.40]And broke his nose, this house is a broken home [01:04.85]There's no control, he just lets his emotions go-Chorus [04:35.12][04:18.20][02:49.79][01:08.27]C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) [04:37.61][04:20.91][02:53.04][01:11.31]Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!) [04:40.83][04:23.65][02:55.78][01:14.32]Sing it with me, just for today [04:43.76][04:26.50][02:58.45][01:16.78]Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away [01:25.60]Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas [01:28.49]In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum [01:30.93]Only ya unholy, only have one homey [01:33.70]Only this gun, lonely, 'cuz don't anyone know me [01:36.18]But everybody just feels like they can relate [01:39.18]I guess words are a motherf**ka, they can be great [01:41.86]Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate [01:44.88]It's like kids hang on every single statement we make [01:47.80]Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum [01:50.72]Now how the f**k did this metamorphosis happen? [01:53.58]From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' [01:56.32]To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' a** [01:58.82]But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you [02:02.04]Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you [02:05.19]To get their hands on every dime you have [02:07.55]They want you to lose your mind every time you mad [02:10.51]So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon [02:13.49]Any dispute, don't hesitate to produce handguns [02:16.44]Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me [02:19.27]Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly [02:22.10]But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously [02:24.97]So I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me [02:27.69]They're for the judge's daughter, but his grudge is against me [02:30.64]If I'm such a f**kin' menace, this sh*t doesn't make sense B [02:33.61]It's all political, if my music is literal and I'm a criminal, [02:36.80]How the F**K can I raise a little girl? [02:39.10]I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to [02:41.81]You're full of sh*t too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! Chorus [03:07.41]They say music can alter moods and talk to you [03:09.82]But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? [03:12.63]Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude [03:15.69]Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued [03:18.40]See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols [03:21.74]And they wanna get one, 'cuz they think the sh*t's cool [03:24.47]Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves [03:26.97]We entertainas, of course this sh*t's affectin' our sales [03:29.89]You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self [03:32.67]We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail [03:35.68]It's f**ked up ain't it, how we can.e from practically nothin' [03:38.47]To bein' able to have any f**kin' thing that we wanted [03:41.31]That's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing [03:44.05]Except for a dream and a f**kin' rap magazine [03:46.84]Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long [03:49.67]Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs [03:52.43]Or for anyone who's ever been through sh*t in they lives [03:55.36]So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die [03:58.19]Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe [04:00.74]We're nothin' to you, but we the f**kin' sh*t in they eyes [04:04.03]That's why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it [04:06.88]Squeeze it and hold it, 'cuz we consider these minutes golden [04:09.56]And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone [04:12.53]Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs [04:15.08]And we can-Chorus