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Sing for the Moment Lyrics – Eminem

    Sing for the Moment is a popular song by Eminem from the 2002 album The Eminem Show. Check words to Eminem Sing for the Moment Lyrics in English below.

    Sing for the Moment Lyrics – Eminem 

    [Verse 1: Eminem]
    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
    It’s so scary in a house that allows no swearing
    To see him walkin’ around with his headphones blarin’
    Alone in his own zone, cold and he don’t care, he’s
    A problem child, and what bothers him all comes out
    When he talks about his fuckin’ dad walkin’ out (Bitch!)
    ‘Cause 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 wacked, he’s mad so he’s talkin’ back
    Talkin’ black, brainwashed from rock and rap
    He sags his pants, do-rags and a stockin’ cap
    His stepfather hit him so he socked him back
    And broke his nose, his house is a broken home
    There’s no control, he just lets his emotions go

    [Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
    (Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
    Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!)
    Sing it with me, it’s just for today
    Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
    [Verse 2: Eminem]
    Entertainment is changin’, intertwinin’ with gangsters
    In the land of the killers, a sinner’s mind is a sanctum
    Holy or unholy, only have one homie
    Only this gun, lonely ‘cause don’t anyone know me
    Yet everybody just feels like they can relate (Huh-uh)
    I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
    Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate
    It’s 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 (Yep), journalists try to burn you
    Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
    To get they 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 cannon
    Any dispute won’t hesitate to produce handguns
    That’s why these prosecutors wanna convict me
    Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
    But all they kids be listenin’ to me religiously
    So I’m signin’ CDs while police fingerprint me
    They’re for the judge’s daughter, but his grudge is against me
    If I’m such a fuckin’ menace, this shit doesn’t make sense, B
    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! (Bitch!)
    [Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
    (Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
    Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Sing that shit!)
    Sing it with me, it’s just for today
    Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

    [Verse 3: Eminem]
    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, 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 wanna get one ‘cause they think the shit’s cool
    Not knowin’ we really just protectin’ ourselves
    We entertainers, of course the shit’s affectin’ 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 who don’t have a thing
    Except for a dream and a fuckin’ rap magazine (Ha-ha!)
    Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long
    Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
    Or for anyone who’s ever been through shit in they lives
    So they sit and they cry at night, wishin’ they’d die
    ‘Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe
    We’re nothin’ to you, but we’re the fuckin’ shit in they eyes
    That’s why we seize the moment, try to freeze it and own it
    Squeeze it and hold it ‘cause 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: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
    Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
    Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!)
    Sing it with me, it’s just for today
    Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

    [Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
    Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
    Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!)
    Sing it with me, it’s just for today
    Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

     

    Writer(s): Eminem, Steven Tyler, Joe Perry

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