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