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 f- dad walking out 'Cause he hates him so bad that he, blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talking back Talking black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, doo-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 lets his emotions go Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Entertainment is changing, intertwining with gangsters 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 f- did this metamorphosis happen? From standing on corners and porches just rapping To having a fortune, no more kissing 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 their kids been listening to me religiously So I'm signing CD's while police fingerprint me They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me If I'm such a fucking menace this shit doesn't make sense B It's all political, if my music is literal Then 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 it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (sing this shit!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away 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, and 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 'bout us toting pistols And they wanna get one 'cause, they think the shit's cool Not knowing we really just protecting ourselves We entertainers, of course the shit's affecting 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 fucking thing that we wanted That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night wishing they'd die 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fucking shit in their 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 Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!) Sing it with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
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 walkin' around with his headphones blarin' 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 (Bitch!) 'Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, do-rags and a stockin' cap His stepfather hit him so he socked him back And broke his nose, his house is a broken home There's no control, he just lets his emotions go [Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem] (Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away [Verse 2: Eminem] Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsters 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 (Huh-uh) I guess words are a motherfucker, 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 (Yep), 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' CDs 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, B 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! (Bitch!) [Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem] (Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Sing that shit!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away [Verse 3: Eminem] 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 wanna 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 nothin' To bein' 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 (Ha-ha!) Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night, wishin' they'd die 'Til 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: Steven Tyler & Eminem] Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away [Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem] Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
(Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!) Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Sing that shit!) Sing it with me, it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
00:58 beat starts from here
ty
Ty
So annoying that part lasts for like 10 seconds it's the best part
@@shoobzy3431 exactly
Second: 2:21
3:24 my favourite part
Frr
راقي 💀🌹
@@MqB8 هههعههععهه😭💀
my personal is 0:54 but they are both good
@@person2qthe whole song is good
eminems songs are always crazy good
Ong
fax
+++
yes
eminemin şarkıları herzaman çılgınca iyi
my dad love this song is nostalgic
your dad crazy
@@yaujaks9058 lol
W Dad
W Dad
W dad
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 f- dad walking out
'Cause he hates him so bad that he, blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talking back
Talking black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, doo-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 lets his emotions go
Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!)
Sing it with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
Entertainment is changing, intertwining with gangsters
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 f- did this metamorphosis happen?
From standing on corners and porches just rapping
To having a fortune, no more kissing 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 their kids been listening to me religiously
So I'm signing CD's while police fingerprint me
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
If I'm such a fucking menace this shit doesn't make sense B
It's all political, if my music is literal
Then 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 it)
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (sing this shit!)
Sing it with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
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, and 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 'bout us toting pistols
And they wanna get one 'cause, they think the shit's cool
Not knowing we really just protecting ourselves
We entertainers, of course the shit's affecting 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 fucking thing that we wanted
That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long
Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night wishing they'd die
'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fucking shit in their 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
Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!)
Sing it with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (come on!)
Sing it with me, just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
God bless u, man
He wrote the whole lyrics and got 20 likes
tysm
2:22 the song tho😩
0:54 my favorite part
SAME BRO
Just listen to the original
0:59
يسعد ذوقكك
@@n.5421 🦦❤
@@n.5421 احلى لقطة
0:00 - 4:42
2:21
Eminem is the undisputed father of rap.
Eminem is just like big brother that understands your pain
Frr
FACTS
fact
Fr ❤
0:54 >>>>>>>>>>>>
eminem>>>>
الاغنيه الي رح تخليني اخذ الفوز بحد ذاته !
Dream on × sing for the moment is perfect
IKR SO TRUE
SING FOR THE YEARS , SING FOR THE LAUGHTER , SING FOR THE TEARS , SING FOR THE TEARS , SING IT WITH ME
DREAM OOON
grew up on this song without realising 😭
Same man
I never realized it
I think this song will be my favorite song from now on
Eminem >>>
0:56 My favorite part
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 walkin' around with his headphones blarin'
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 (Bitch!)
'Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, do-rags and a stockin' cap
His stepfather hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, his house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
[Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
(Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!)
Sing it with me, it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsters
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 (Huh-uh)
I guess words are a motherfucker, 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 (Yep), 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' CDs 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, B
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! (Bitch!)
[Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
(Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Sing that shit!)
Sing it with me, it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
[Verse 3: Eminem]
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 wanna 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 nothin'
To bein' 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 (Ha-ha!)
Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishin' they'd die
'Til 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: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!)
Sing it with me, it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
[Chorus: Steven Tyler & Eminem]
Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Come on!)
Sing it with me, it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Thank you so much btw
@@avacados3555 np
3:34 is the best part
0:52 my fav part
same
Same
Same
Same
Same
ادمان✨
فعلاا
All I'll ever think about with this is Kratos letting go of Pandora.
1:08 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
Eminem is elite
Love this song❤
Me too
Me too
Oj tak 😎
Well done! This version rocks! 🔥
Hits Harder And Farther....
“A vida é como a música. Deve ser composta de ouvido, com sensibilidade e intuição, nunca por normas rígidas.”
Vdd
X
00:58 My favorite
I used to crave this song but I didn’t know what it’s name but now✨✨
Mükemmel çok seviyorum bu şarkıyı
Ben de yeni keşfettim
Syncs in perfectly👌🤘
(Come on!) Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing it!)
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear (Sing that shit!)
Sing it with me, it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
eminems songs is so amazing i love ittt!!!!
Oh man! This this this this is simply fascinating
2:20
0:50
Best rapper of all Time
This song>>>>>
I love it omg
essa música é tudo de bom maaaano, relíquia
My grandpa love this song 💟 God father
This music 🎶🐐
I love this song
REALLY GOOD BRO THANK YOU
Keep dreamimg🤝💀
ils my moment favorite
I love this chorus ❤).
this hits harder than dads belt
Wtf MROWNQJTPANFKS 😂
nah that’s impossible
@@skywaspstudios5690 thats true 😂
это п...рекрасно....
The best song everrrr :DDDD
kratos own this sound now
Nah kratos owns the Aerosmith version
no
''sing better sing for the moment'' Eminem
"sing with me, sing for the year"
-aerosmith
I love listening to this when I fall off a mountain ⛰
Ahahahahaaha
eminem saca rolitasssss
its very good bro
Been lookin for this
Omg I've been singing and playing over 👏👁️👄👁️
Eminem is RAP GOD
This song + itachi uchiha = 🔥
I think that’s sasuke
It's sasuke
This is amazing
SING FOR THE MOMENT
best song for edits
focus on everything
enimem is the best singer in the whole world
🔥🔥IT’S NOT OVER UNTIL I WINNNNNN🔥🔥
DREAM ONNNNN
KRATOS
i suscribe :)
Thanks for contributing from the world
My birthday is tomorrow And I ❤ this song eminem is crazy best rapper in the world.
0:58 best moment
The best 👌
so good
The best music ever 🎉
please put it in spotify
It's peaceful
eminem 😍
And Aerosmith
The guitar solo at the end was fire
Fax
best fucking song
very GOODODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
TAKARİM KULAKLARİMİ ZABAHAA KADAR DİNLERİMM
need an 1 hour version
Go loop
I love this song so much ✨🥹🥰😭
start's falling off a mountain
0:54 😍😍
I will come and listen
3:39 this part 3:45 amazyng 💟
Это прекрасно
Ahhhhhhh
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*Kratos likes this video*
0:52 ong the best part
Just listen to dream on
Slay
🔥🔥🔥
Bitiriyor bu şarkı
Bi aga görmek güzel oldu
Eminemin kesinlikle en iyi şarkılarından
hızlandırılmış hali olmasına rağmen orjinalinden uzun olması
agalar toplanmış burada
เยี่ยม
BRO EMINEM ISTG
🔥🔥