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