歌手头像-Eminem

Sing For The Moment

音乐人: Eminem

供谱者:wexman
EMINEM: Sing For The Moment
Capo 1.

[Intro]

Em - D - C - D

[Verse]

Em               D      
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents
C                     D 
whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Em                 F# 
Like whatever they say has no bearing
     G                        A    
It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing
Em                               D 
to see him walkin around with his headphones blaring
  C                    D 
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
Em                              F# 
He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out
         G                           A 
when he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out 
              Em                        D 
Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out
       C                                D   
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
     Em                                     F#  
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin back 
G                              A
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap 
   Em                              D
He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap
     C                         D 
His step-father hit him so he, socked him back
    Em                              F#  
and broke his nose, his house is a broken home
        G                              A     
There's no control, he just let's his emotions go 


[Chorus: Eminem] 

       Em     
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
D 
Sing for the year (Sing it)
C                      D 
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Em               F# 
Sing it with me, Just for today 
C                   D                        B
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away... 


[Eminem]

Em                        D      
Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters 
C                            D 
In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum 
Em                 F# 
Holy or unnholy, only have one homie 
     G                       A    
Only this gun - lonely cause don't anyone know me 
Em                            D 
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate
  C                               D 
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great 
Em                                  F# 
or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate 
         G                                A 
It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make
          Em                       D 
like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
       C                      D   
Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? 
     Em                     F# 
From standin on corners and porches just rappin  
G                      A
to havin a fortune, no more kissin ass 
  Em                                D
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you 
C                 D 
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
     Em                    F#  
to get they hands on every dime you have 
 G                                    A       
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
            Em                     D             
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon  
C                             D 
Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns 
Em                           F# 
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me
     G                  A    
Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly 
Em                               D
But all they kids be listenin to me religiously 
  C                      D
So I'm signin CD's while police fingerprint me
Em                              F#  
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
        G                        A 
If I'm such a fuckin menace this shit doesn't make sense B! 
Em                  D 
It's all political, if my music is literal
    C                      D
and I'm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl? 
Em                        F#  
I couldn't; I wouldn't be fit to
         G                         A  
You're full of shit too Guerrera - that was a FIST that hit you!


[Chorus: Eminem] 

       Em     
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
D 
Sing for the year (Sing it)
C                      D 
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Em               F# 
Sing it with me, Just for today 
C                   D                        B
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
 

[Eminem]

         Em                        D  
They say music can alter moods and talk to you 
            C                         D
Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? 
           Em                         F# 
Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude 
              G                          A  
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued 
               Em                    D
See what these kids do is hear about us totin pistols 
C                              D 
and they want to get one cause, they think the shit's cool 
Em                                  F# 
Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves 
         G                            A
We entertainers, of course the shit's affectin our sales 
          Em                   D 
You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self 
        C                               D 
We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail 
               Em                             F# 
It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin
        G                       A
to bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted
             Em                    D
That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing 
             C                      D 
except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine 
         Em                            F#
Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long 
        G                              A 
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs 
       Em                             D
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives 
          C                         D 
'Til they sit and they cry at night wishin they'd die 
          Em                             F# 
'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe 
      G                                    A   
We're nothin to you - but we're the fuckin shit in they eyes 
           Em                          D
That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it 
  C                                       D
Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden 
    Em                                F# 
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone, just let our spirits  
     G                              A
live on through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can... 



[Chorus: Eminem] 

       Em     
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
D 
Sing for the year (Sing it)
C                      D 
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Em               F# 
Sing it with me, Just for today 
C                   D                        B
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...

       Em     
C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!)
D 
Sing for the year (Sing it)
C                      D 
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C'mon!)
Em               F# 
Sing it with me, Just for today 
C                   D                        B
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...


[Solo/ outro]

Em - D - C - D
Em - F# - G - A
Em - D - C - D
Em - F# - G - A - B....


I'd say its about 95% right enjoy
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