Sing For The Moment Lyrics
| Song | Sing For The Moment |
| Artist | Eminem |
| Album | Curtain Call |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Bass, King, Mathers, Resto ... |
| [00:23.570] | These ideas are nightmares for white parents |
| [00:26.290] | Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings |
| [00:30.440] | Like whatever they say has no bearing |
| [00:32.380] | It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing |
| [00:35.130] | To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring |
| [00:38.600] | Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care |
| [00:40.610] | He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out |
| [00:43.370] | When he talks about his ****in' dad walkin' out |
| [00:45.810] | 'Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out |
| [00:49.410] | But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out |
| [00:52.730] | His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back |
| [00:55.880] | Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap |
| [00:58.560] | He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap |
| [01:02.230] | His stepfather hit him so he socked him back |
| [01:04.900] | And broke his nose, this house is a broken home |
| [01:07.350] | There's no control, he just lets his emotions go- |
| [01:10.270] | C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
| [01:13.810] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
| [01:16.820] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [01:19.280] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [01:28.100] | Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas |
| [01:30.990] | In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum |
| [01:33.930] | Only ya unholy, only have one homey |
| [01:36.700] | Only this gun, lonely, 'cuz don't anyone know me |
| [01:39.680] | But everybody just feels like they can relate |
| [01:42.180] | I guess words are a mother****a, they can be great |
| [01:45.360] | Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate |
| [01:48.380] | It's like kids hang on every single statement we make |
| [01:51.300] | Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum |
| [01:54.720] | Now how the **** did this metamorphosis happen? |
| [01:57.580] | From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' |
| [02:00.320] | To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass |
| [02:02.820] | But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you |
| [02:06.400] | Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you |
| [02:09.190] | To get their hands on every dime you have |
| [02:11.550] | They want you to lose your mind every time you mad |
| [02:14.510] | So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon |
| [02:17.490] | Any dispute, don't hesitate to produce handguns |
| [02:20.940] | Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me |
| [02:23.770] | Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly |
| [02:26.600] | But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously |
| [02:29.470] | So I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me |
| [02:32.190] | They're for the judge's daughter, but his grudge is against me |
| [02:35.140] | If I'm such a ****in' menace, this shit doesn't make sense B |
| [02:38.610] | It's all political, if my music is literal and I'm a criminal, |
| [02:41.300] | How the **** can I raise a little girl? |
| [02:44.600] | I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to |
| [02:46.810] | You're full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! |
| [02:49.650] | C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
| [02:53.700] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear |
| [02:55.750] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [02:59.700] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [03:07.180] | They say music can alter moods and talk to you |
| [03:10.190] | But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? |
| [03:13.800] | Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude |
| [03:16.500] | Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued |
| [03:18.990] | See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols |
| [03:22.300] | And they wanna get one, 'cuz they think the shit's cool |
| [03:25.250] | Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves |
| [03:28.300] | We entertainas, of course this shit's affectin' our sales |
| [03:30.590] | You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self |
| [03:33.600] | We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail |
| [03:36.510] | It's ****ed up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' |
| [03:39.390] | To bein' able to have any ****in' thing that we wanted |
| [03:42.290] | That's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing |
| [03:45.340] | Except for a dream and a ****in' rap magazine |
| [03:48.230] | Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long |
| [03:51.290] | Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs |
| [03:54.200] | Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives |
| [03:57.110] | So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die |
| [03:59.930] | Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe |
| [04:02.940] | We're nothin' to you, but we the ****in' shit in they eyes |
| [04:05.680] | That's why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it |
| [04:08.750] | Squeeze it and hold it, 'cuz we consider these minutes golden |
| [04:11.980] | And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone |
| [04:13.970] | Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs |
| [04:17.660] | And we can- |
| [04:18.300] | Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
| [04:20.850] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
| [04:24.900] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [04:26.800] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [04:33.980] | |
| [04:35.740] | Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
| [04:38.520] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
| [04:41.940] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [04:44.310] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [04:51.560] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bass, King, Mathers, Resto. . . |
| [00:23.570] | These ideas are nightmares for white parents |
| [00:26.290] | Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings |
| [00:30.440] | Like whatever they say has no bearing |
| [00:32.380] | It' s so scary in a house that allows no swearing |
| [00:35.130] | To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring |
| [00:38.600] | Alone in his own zone, cold and he don' t care |
| [00:40.610] | He' s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out |
| [00:43.370] | When he talks about his in' dad walkin' out |
| [00:45.810] | ' Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out |
| [00:49.410] | But if he ever saw him again, he' d prolly knock him out |
| [00:52.730] | His thoughts are whacked, he' s mad so he' s talkin' back |
| [00:55.880] | Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap |
| [00:58.560] | He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap |
| [01:02.230] | His stepfather hit him so he socked him back |
| [01:04.900] | And broke his nose, this house is a broken home |
| [01:07.350] | There' s no control, he just lets his emotions go- |
| [01:10.270] | C mon! Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [01:13.810] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
| [01:16.820] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [01:19.280] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [01:28.100] | Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas |
| [01:30.990] | In the land of the killers, a sinner' s mind is a sanctum |
| [01:33.930] | Only ya unholy, only have one homey |
| [01:36.700] | Only this gun, lonely, ' cuz don' t anyone know me |
| [01:39.680] | But everybody just feels like they can relate |
| [01:42.180] | I guess words are a mother a, they can be great |
| [01:45.360] | Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate |
| [01:48.380] | It' s like kids hang on every single statement we make |
| [01:51.300] | Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum |
| [01:54.720] | Now how the did this metamorphosis happen? |
| [01:57.580] | From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' |
| [02:00.320] | To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass |
| [02:02.820] | But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you |
| [02:06.400] | Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you |
| [02:09.190] | To get their hands on every dime you have |
| [02:11.550] | They want you to lose your mind every time you mad |
| [02:14.510] | So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon |
| [02:17.490] | Any dispute, don' t hesitate to produce handguns |
| [02:20.940] | Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me |
| [02:23.770] | Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly |
| [02:26.600] | But all their kids been listen' n to me religiously |
| [02:29.470] | So I' m signin' CDs while police fingerprint me |
| [02:32.190] | They' re for the judge' s daughter, but his grudge is against me |
| [02:35.140] | If I' m such a in' menace, this shit doesn' t make sense B |
| [02:38.610] | It' s all political, if my music is literal and I' m a criminal, |
| [02:41.300] | How the can I raise a little girl? |
| [02:44.600] | I couldn' t, I wouldn' t be fit to |
| [02:46.810] | You' re full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! |
| [02:49.650] | C mon! Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [02:53.700] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear |
| [02:55.750] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [02:59.700] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [03:07.180] | They say music can alter moods and talk to you |
| [03:10.190] | But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? |
| [03:13.800] | Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude |
| [03:16.500] | Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I' ll get sued |
| [03:18.990] | See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols |
| [03:22.300] | And they wanna get one, ' cuz they think the shit' s cool |
| [03:25.250] | Not knowin' we' re really just protectin' ourselves |
| [03:28.300] | We entertainas, of course this shit' s affectin' our sales |
| [03:30.590] | You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self |
| [03:33.600] | We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail |
| [03:36.510] | It' s ed up ain' t it, how we can come from practically nothin' |
| [03:39.390] | To bein' able to have any in' thing that we wanted |
| [03:42.290] | That' s why we sing for these kids that don' t have a thing |
| [03:45.340] | Except for a dream and a in' rap magazine |
| [03:48.230] | Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long |
| [03:51.290] | Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs |
| [03:54.200] | Or for anyone who' s ever been through shit in they lives |
| [03:57.110] | So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die |
| [03:59.930] | Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe |
| [04:02.940] | We' re nothin' to you, but we the in' shit in they eyes |
| [04:05.680] | That' s why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it |
| [04:08.750] | Squeeze it and hold it, ' cuz we consider these minutes golden |
| [04:11.980] | And maybe they' ll admit it when we' re gone |
| [04:13.970] | Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs |
| [04:17.660] | And we can- |
| [04:18.300] | Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [04:20.850] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
| [04:24.900] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [04:26.800] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [04:33.980] | |
| [04:35.740] | Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [04:38.520] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
| [04:41.940] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [04:44.310] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [04:51.560] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bass, King, Mathers, Resto. . . |
| [00:23.570] | These ideas are nightmares for white parents |
| [00:26.290] | Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings |
| [00:30.440] | Like whatever they say has no bearing |
| [00:32.380] | It' s so scary in a house that allows no swearing |
| [00:35.130] | To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring |
| [00:38.600] | Alone in his own zone, cold and he don' t care |
| [00:40.610] | He' s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out |
| [00:43.370] | When he talks about his in' dad walkin' out |
| [00:45.810] | ' Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out |
| [00:49.410] | But if he ever saw him again, he' d prolly knock him out |
| [00:52.730] | His thoughts are whacked, he' s mad so he' s talkin' back |
| [00:55.880] | Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap |
| [00:58.560] | He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap |
| [01:02.230] | His stepfather hit him so he socked him back |
| [01:04.900] | And broke his nose, this house is a broken home |
| [01:07.350] | There' s no control, he just lets his emotions go- |
| [01:10.270] | C mon! Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [01:13.810] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
| [01:16.820] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [01:19.280] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [01:28.100] | Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas |
| [01:30.990] | In the land of the killers, a sinner' s mind is a sanctum |
| [01:33.930] | Only ya unholy, only have one homey |
| [01:36.700] | Only this gun, lonely, ' cuz don' t anyone know me |
| [01:39.680] | But everybody just feels like they can relate |
| [01:42.180] | I guess words are a mother a, they can be great |
| [01:45.360] | Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate |
| [01:48.380] | It' s like kids hang on every single statement we make |
| [01:51.300] | Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum |
| [01:54.720] | Now how the did this metamorphosis happen? |
| [01:57.580] | From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' |
| [02:00.320] | To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass |
| [02:02.820] | But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you |
| [02:06.400] | Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you |
| [02:09.190] | To get their hands on every dime you have |
| [02:11.550] | They want you to lose your mind every time you mad |
| [02:14.510] | So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon |
| [02:17.490] | Any dispute, don' t hesitate to produce handguns |
| [02:20.940] | Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me |
| [02:23.770] | Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly |
| [02:26.600] | But all their kids been listen' n to me religiously |
| [02:29.470] | So I' m signin' CDs while police fingerprint me |
| [02:32.190] | They' re for the judge' s daughter, but his grudge is against me |
| [02:35.140] | If I' m such a in' menace, this shit doesn' t make sense B |
| [02:38.610] | It' s all political, if my music is literal and I' m a criminal, |
| [02:41.300] | How the can I raise a little girl? |
| [02:44.600] | I couldn' t, I wouldn' t be fit to |
| [02:46.810] | You' re full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! |
| [02:49.650] | C mon! Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [02:53.700] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear |
| [02:55.750] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [02:59.700] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [03:07.180] | They say music can alter moods and talk to you |
| [03:10.190] | But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? |
| [03:13.800] | Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude |
| [03:16.500] | Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I' ll get sued |
| [03:18.990] | See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols |
| [03:22.300] | And they wanna get one, ' cuz they think the shit' s cool |
| [03:25.250] | Not knowin' we' re really just protectin' ourselves |
| [03:28.300] | We entertainas, of course this shit' s affectin' our sales |
| [03:30.590] | You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self |
| [03:33.600] | We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail |
| [03:36.510] | It' s ed up ain' t it, how we can come from practically nothin' |
| [03:39.390] | To bein' able to have any in' thing that we wanted |
| [03:42.290] | That' s why we sing for these kids that don' t have a thing |
| [03:45.340] | Except for a dream and a in' rap magazine |
| [03:48.230] | Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long |
| [03:51.290] | Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs |
| [03:54.200] | Or for anyone who' s ever been through shit in they lives |
| [03:57.110] | So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die |
| [03:59.930] | Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe |
| [04:02.940] | We' re nothin' to you, but we the in' shit in they eyes |
| [04:05.680] | That' s why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it |
| [04:08.750] | Squeeze it and hold it, ' cuz we consider these minutes golden |
| [04:11.980] | And maybe they' ll admit it when we' re gone |
| [04:13.970] | Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs |
| [04:17.660] | And we can- |
| [04:18.300] | Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [04:20.850] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
| [04:24.900] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [04:26.800] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [04:33.980] | |
| [04:35.740] | Sing with me Sing! , sing for the year Sing It! |
| [04:38.520] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
| [04:41.940] | Sing it with me, just for today |
| [04:44.310] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
| [04:51.560] |
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