Intro
Dm - C - A# - C
[Verse 1]
Dm C
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents
A# C
whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Dm E
Like whatever they say has no bearing
F G
It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing
Dm C
to see him walkin around with his headphones blaring
A# C
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
Dm E
He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out
F G
when he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out
Dm C
Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out
A# C
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
Dm E
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin back
F G
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
Dm C
He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap
A# C
His step-father hit him so he, socked him back
Dm E
and broke his nose, his house is a broken home
F G
There's no control, he just let's his emotions go
[Chorus: Eminem]
Dm
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
C
Sing for the year (Sing it)
A# C
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Dm E
Sing it with me, just for today
A# C A
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
[Verse 2]
Dm C
Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters
A# C
In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Dm E
Holy or unnholy, only have one homie
F G
Only this gun - lonely cause don't anyone know me
Dm C
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate
A# C
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Dm E
or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate
F G
It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make
Dm C
like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
A# C
Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen?
Dm E
From standin on corners and porches just rappin
F G
to havin a fortune, no more kissin ass
Dm C
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
A# C
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
Dm E
to get they hands on every dime you have
F G
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
Dm C
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
A# C
Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns
Dm E
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me
F G
Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
Dm C
But all they kids be listenin to me religiously
A# C
So I'm signin CD's while police fingerprint me
Dm E
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
F G
If I'm such a fuckin menace this shit doesn't make sense B!
Dm C
It's all political, if my music is literal
A# C
and I'm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl?
Dm E
I couldn't; I wouldn't be fit to
F G
You're full of shit too Guerrera - that was a FIST that hit you!
[Chorus: Eminem]
Dm
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
C
Sing for the year (Sing it)
A# C
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Dm E
Sing it with me, just for today
A# C A
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
[Verse 3]
Dm C
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
A# C
Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too?
Dm E
Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude
F G
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued
Dm C
See what these kids do is hear about us totin pistols
A# C
and they want to get one cause, they think the shit's cool
Dm E
Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves
F G
We entertainers, of course the shit's affectin our sales
Dm C
You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self
A# C
We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
Dm E
It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin
F G
to bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted
Dm C
That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing
A# C
except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine
Dm E
Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long
F G
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Dm C
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
A# C
'Til they sit and they cry at night wishin they'd die
Dm E
'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe
F G
We're nothin to you - but we're the fuckin shit in they eyes
Dm C
That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it
A# C
Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden
Dm E
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone, just let our spirits
F G
live on through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can...
[Chorus: Eminem]
Dm
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
C
Sing for the year (Sing it)
A# C
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Dm E
Sing it with me, just for today
A# C A
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
[Chorus: Eminem]
Dm
Sing with me (Sing!)
C
Sing for the year (Sing it)
A# C
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Dm E
Sing it with me, just for today
A# C A
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
[Solo/ outro]
Dm - C - A# - C
Dm - E - F - G
Dm - C - A# - C
Dm - E - F - G - B
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