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Sing for the Moment

[Verse 1: Eminem]
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 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
 
[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
 
번역

Pjevaj za ovaj trenutak

(Prva strofa)
Ove ideje su noćna mora za bijele roditelje
čiji je najveći strah (vidjeti) dijete sa obojanom kosom koje voli naušnice
Kao da što god kažu nitko ne šljivi to je strašno za kuću u kojoj nije dopušteno psovanje
Vidjeti ga kako hoda uokolo sa treštećim slušalicama
samog u svom svijetu hladnog i kojeg nije briga
On je problematično dijete
jer ono što ga muči sve izađe na vidjelo kada priča o tome
kako ga je njegov prokleti tata napustio
jer ga toliko mrzi da se pravi da ne postoji
Ako bi ga ikad više vidio vjerojatno bi ga nokautirao
Njegove su misli udarene ljut je pa odgovara
priča poput crnca ispranog mozga od rock i rap glazbe
Spušta svoje hlače nosi maramu i šiltericu
Njegov ga je očuh udario pa mu je on uzvratio i razbio mu nos
Njegova kuća je razoreni dom nema kontrole on samo daje oduška svojim emocijama
 
(Refren)
Hajde! Pjevaj sa mnom (Pjevaj!)
Pjevaj za godine (Pjevaj)
Pjevaj za osmijehe
Pjevaj za suze (Hajde)
Pjevaj samnom samo danas
Možda će te sutra dragi Bog uzeti...
 
(Druga strofa)
Zabava se mijenja prožima se sa gangsterima
U zemlji ubojica grešnički je um svetinja
Sveto ili ne imaš samo jednog frenda
samo ovaj pištolj usamljen sam jer me nitko ne zna
a opet svi misle da mogu da me shvate, izgleda da su riječi zajebane mogu biti moćne
ili ponižavajuće ili još gore mogu učiti mržnji
Reklo bi se da se ovi klinci kače za svaku našu izjavu
kao da nas obožavaju plus svi dućani prodaju naše CD-e
E sad kako je došlo do ovog preobražaja jebote?
Od stajanja sa strane po kutovima i terasama i prostog repanja
do bogatstva nema više ulizivanja
Ali onda te kritičari razapinju novinari pokušavaju da te unište
obožavatelji se okreću protiv tebe
odvjetnici se žele dočepati svakog novčića koji imaš
oni žele da poludiš svaki put kad se naljutiš
kako bi te mogli prozvati izgubljenim slučajem
Na svakom sporu se neće ustručavati od zveckanja oružjem
zato ti tužitelji žele da me osude
isključivo da bi me maknuli što prije s ovih ulica
Ali sva me ta djeca pobožno slušaju pa ja potpisujem CD-ove dok policija u mene prstom upire
Oni su za sučevu kćer ali je njegov je bijes protiv mene
Ako sam ja takva prokleta napast ovo sranje nema smisla
Sve je to politika ako je moja glazba bukvalna i ako sam kriminalac kako mogu koji kurac odgajati curicu?
Ne bih mogao ne bih bio podoban
i ti stvarno sereš Guerrera1
to je bilo prvo što mi je na pamet palo...
 
(Refren)
 
(Treća strofa)
Kažu da glazba može mijenjati raspoloženje i obratiti se
pa može li isto tako napuniti pištolj i pucati?
E ako može slijedeći put kad napadneš nekog lika
samo reci sucu da sam ja kriv i mene će tužiti
Vidiš jedino što ovi klinci rade je da slušaju o nama kako nosimo pištolje
i oni bi htjeli jedan jer misle da je to sranje fora
ne znajući da se mi samo štitimo, mi zabavljači
Naravno da to sranje utječe na našu prodaju vi neznalice
ali glazba je odraz nas mi to samo objašnjavamo a onda nam provjeravaju mail
to je sjebano zar nije?
Kako od praktički nikog i ništa možemo postati netko tko može imati bilo koju prokletu stvar koju poželimo?
Zato pjevamo za tu djecu koja nemaju ništa
osim sna i jebenog rap časopisa
koja lijepe postere na svoje zidove po cijeli dan
diveći se svojim omiljenim reperima i znaju sve njihove pjesme
ili za sve one koji su ikad proživjeli neko sranje
ostajući budni cijelu noć plačući želeći da su mrtvi
dok ne puste neku rap pjesmu i užive se
Za vas smo nitko i ništa ali za njih smo sve
Zato mi uživamo u trenutku pokušavajući ga zaustaviti i posjedovati
držati ga i ne puštati
Jer su nama ove minute dragocjene
i možda će i oni to priznati kad nas više ne bude
samo pustite naš duh da živi kroz naše tekstove koje slušate u našim pjesmama pa ćemo moći...
 
(Refren x2)
 
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