Eminem - Sing For The Moment - Instrumental / Karaoke

Lyrics -----
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 walking around with his headphones blaring
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
Cause he just 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 step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose
His house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions
go...

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me now, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

[Verse 2]
Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's
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, I guess words are a
mothafucka 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, 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' cd's 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 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...

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me now, 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 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 want to 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 nothing to being 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
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till 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 X2]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me now, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away


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[Miloscar123]

Eminem is the best

[BKIPRODUCTIONS]

Actually Aerosmith Did the song first and Eminem used it to do this one!! Check your facts before you post something that makes you look retarded!!!!

[BKIPRODUCTIONS]

@Tboom123 lol I dont remember but they were for real and thought Aerosmith did a cover of this song

[Tboom123]

@BKIPRODUCTIONS hahaha who in the hell would think that aerosmith did an eminem cover?! hahhaha i love eminem but that's rediculous

[iAmLASERS]

"they say u shouldn't judge a book by its cover its hard when everyone hides behind the same cover" part of my version please check it out thanks!!!! /watch?v=2OleS_Qi8rA&feature=c­hannel_video_title

[iAmLASERS]

"they say u shouldn't judge a book by its cover its hard when everyone hides behind the same cover" part of my version please check it out thanks!!!! /watch?v=2OleS_Qi8rA&feature=c­hannel_video_title

[mrkcn101]

CUTTHROAT PRODUCTIONS PENSACOLA RAP

[Rubio861518]

wow i listen to this song so much i could read the lyrics and tell when to say it cause the beat haha i love rapping its fun and with me it helps me calm down :)

[IntoMotionBC]

pt 2.

only do i look for the brightness in a light when a joint i spark. lifes a huge movie, this is my part to take on role of main character, complained when i dyed my hair that people hated haha think you could do better? fucking highschool gns on the sweater, on letter i could picture was a K. for kill, but i cud never fufill this dissapoint life deals, each day i get shit on a plate for a meal, things i do and im forced to steal, if you dont like it then dont listen cuz im just white n real

[IntoMotionBC]

Im not sorry for being someone who speaks when sad, hear the bleep on the track and read on the pad when these lines get vulger and seem mad, my life fucked up like a circus, i cudnt see it getting much worse than this, now im 16 my plant seems to be seedless, rap will be my growth and truth be told i fucking need it,, ill spit lyrically on mark like dotted parted dart, throw a middle finger up in fronta church and in their minds ill leave a mark, everyone else looking for light i look for dark

[TrippinYou]

@Roselill It's a sample of that song, actually.