🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Sing For The Moment - Eminem

 "Sing For The 
 [Verse 1]
 These ideas are nightmares  white parents
 Whose worst  is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
 Like whatever they say has no  it's so scary in a house that allows
 no swearing
 To see him walking around  his headphones blaring
 Alone in  own zone, cold and he don't care
  a problem child
 And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks 
 His in' dad walkin' 
 Cause he just hates  so bad that he blocks him out
 If he  saw him again he'd probably knock him out
  thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
 Talkin' black,  from rock and rap
  sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap
 His step-father hit him, so he socked  back, and broke his nose
 His house is a broken home, there's no control, he  let's his emotions
 go...
 
 [Chorus]
 {C'mon},  with me, {sing}, sing for the years
 {Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing  the tears, {c'mon)
 Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will  you
 away...
 
 [Verse 2]
 Entertainment is  intertwinin' with gangsta's
 In the land of the killers, a sinner's  is a sanctum
 Holy or unholy, only  one homie
 Only this gun, lonely  don't anyone know me
 Yet everybody just feels like they  relate, I guess words are a
 mothaa  can be great
 Or they  degrade, or even worse they can teach hate
 It's like  kids hang on every single statement we make
 Like they worship us,  all the stores ship us platinum
 Now how the  did this  happen
 From standin' on corners and  just rappin'
 To havin' a fortune,  more kissin' ass
 But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to  you
  turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
 To get they hands on every dime you have, they want you to  your mind
 every time you 
 So they can try to make you out to look like  loose cannon
 Any dispute won't hesitate to  handguns
 That's why these prosecutors wanna convict  strictly just to get me off
 of  streets quickly
 But all they kids  listenin' to me religiously, so i'm signin' cd's while
 police  me
 They're for the  daughter but his grudge is against me
 If i'm such a  menace, this shit doesn't make sense Pete
 It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm  criminal how the
 can  raise a little girl
  couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of shit too, Guerrera, that
  a fist that hit you...
 
 [CHORUS]
 
 [Verse 3]
 They say music can alter  and talk to you
 Well can it load a  up for you , and cock it too
 Well if it can, then the next time  assault a dude
 Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get 
 See what these kids do is hear about  totin' pistols
 And  want to get one cause they think the shit's cool
 Not  we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers
 Of course the shit's affectin' our sales,  ignoramus
 But music is reflection of self, we  explain it, and then we get our
 checks in the 
 It's  up ain't it
 How we can  from practically nothing to being able to have any in'
 thing that  wanted
 That's why we sing for these kids,  don't have a thing
 Except  a dream, and a in' rap magazine
 Who post pin-up pictures on  walls all day long
 Idolize they favorite rappers and know all  songs
 Or for anyone who's ever been through shit  their lives
 Till  sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
 Till they  on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
 We're nothin' to  but we're the in' shit in they eyes
 That's why  seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and
 hold it
 Cause we consider these  golden
 And  they'll admit it when we're gone
 Just let our spirits live  through our lyrics that you hear in our
 songs and we can... SING  THE MOMENT