Eminem - Sing For The Moment (Chipmunk version with lyrics)

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Uploaded by on May 5, 2008

The Lyrics are down here

Downloadable songs by eminem at:
http://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/eminem/id111051

Lyrics:

These ideas are nightmares for 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 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
'Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly 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 step-father 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
Come on

[refrain]:
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
(Come on)Sing with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gangsters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, 'cause don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, 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 metamorphasis 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 gonna 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 hand-guns
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So I'm signing cd:s 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 then 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

[refrain]

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But 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 toting pistols
And they want to get one, 'cause they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're 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 cheques 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 fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they'd 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, '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

[refrain]

[refrain]

\m/, -_- ,\m/

"Sing For The Moment" Performed by The Chipmunks.

Original song by Eminem.

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  • could you tell me where did u download this please?

  • I'm sry, I can't because I edited it myself, didn't download it.

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  • amazing made me smile on this sad day hilarious

  • lol

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  • @Drewl3l3 Read the discription.

  • Lies her are no lyrics >:(

  • thats not bad ! that shows that everyone can sing with eminem !!!

  • Complete bullshit who the fuck even likes those retarded things. Mockery of the real song.

  • But don't take offence to that. It took me forever to figure out what he really said but this is my fucking song so after many many many hours on end listening to this song it finally clicked. lol :)

  • you got the lyrics wrong its : "I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great

    Or they can degrade , or even worse, they can teach hate" not "I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great

    Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate" Just a little friendly advice.

  • z's folk lol eminem's three kids? i thought his three kids was girls and one was adopted

  • e.o

    The chipmucks always ruin the good songs. the original is better then this squeaky shit.

  • ive hacked this comment so you could give me unlimited thumbs up!

    just try it!

  • XD

    

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