歌曲 | Sing For The Moment |
歌手 | Eminem |
专辑 | Curtain Call |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Bass, King, Mathers, Resto ... |
[00:23.570] | These ideas are nightmares for white parents |
[00:26.290] | Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings |
[00:30.440] | Like whatever they say has no bearing |
[00:32.380] | It's so scary in a house that allows no swearing |
[00:35.130] | To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring |
[00:38.600] | Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care |
[00:40.610] | He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out |
[00:43.370] | When he talks about his ****in' dad walkin' out |
[00:45.810] | 'Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out |
[00:49.410] | But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out |
[00:52.730] | His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back |
[00:55.880] | Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap |
[00:58.560] | He sags his pants, dew-rags and a stockin' cap |
[01:02.230] | His stepfather hit him so he socked him back |
[01:04.900] | And broke his nose, this house is a broken home |
[01:07.350] | There's no control, he just lets his emotions go- |
[01:10.270] | C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
[01:13.810] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
[01:16.820] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[01:19.280] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[01:28.100] | Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas |
[01:30.990] | In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum |
[01:33.930] | Only ya unholy, only have one homey |
[01:36.700] | Only this gun, lonely, 'cuz don't anyone know me |
[01:39.680] | But everybody just feels like they can relate |
[01:42.180] | I guess words are a mother****a, they can be great |
[01:45.360] | Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate |
[01:48.380] | It's like kids hang on every single statement we make |
[01:51.300] | Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum |
[01:54.720] | Now how the **** did this metamorphosis happen? |
[01:57.580] | From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' |
[02:00.320] | To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass |
[02:02.820] | But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you |
[02:06.400] | Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you |
[02:09.190] | To get their hands on every dime you have |
[02:11.550] | They want you to lose your mind every time you mad |
[02:14.510] | So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon |
[02:17.490] | Any dispute, don't hesitate to produce handguns |
[02:20.940] | Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me |
[02:23.770] | Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly |
[02:26.600] | But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously |
[02:29.470] | So I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me |
[02:32.190] | They're for the judge's daughter, but his grudge is against me |
[02:35.140] | If I'm such a ****in' menace, this shit doesn't make sense B |
[02:38.610] | It's all political, if my music is literal and I'm a criminal, |
[02:41.300] | How the **** can I raise a little girl? |
[02:44.600] | I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to |
[02:46.810] | You're full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! |
[02:49.650] | C`mon! Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
[02:53.700] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear |
[02:55.750] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[02:59.700] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[03:07.180] | They say music can alter moods and talk to you |
[03:10.190] | But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? |
[03:13.800] | Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude |
[03:16.500] | Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued |
[03:18.990] | See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols |
[03:22.300] | And they wanna get one, 'cuz they think the shit's cool |
[03:25.250] | Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves |
[03:28.300] | We entertainas, of course this shit's affectin' our sales |
[03:30.590] | You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self |
[03:33.600] | We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail |
[03:36.510] | It's ****ed up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin' |
[03:39.390] | To bein' able to have any ****in' thing that we wanted |
[03:42.290] | That's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing |
[03:45.340] | Except for a dream and a ****in' rap magazine |
[03:48.230] | Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long |
[03:51.290] | Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs |
[03:54.200] | Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives |
[03:57.110] | So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die |
[03:59.930] | Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe |
[04:02.940] | We're nothin' to you, but we the ****in' shit in they eyes |
[04:05.680] | That's why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it |
[04:08.750] | Squeeze it and hold it, 'cuz we consider these minutes golden |
[04:11.980] | And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone |
[04:13.970] | Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs |
[04:17.660] | And we can- |
[04:18.300] | Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
[04:20.850] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
[04:24.900] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[04:26.800] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[04:33.980] | |
[04:35.740] | Sing with me (Sing!), sing for the year (Sing It!) |
[04:38.520] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (C`mon!) |
[04:41.940] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[04:44.310] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[04:51.560] |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bass, King, Mathers, Resto ... |
[00:23.570] | These ideas are nightmares for white parents |
[00:26.290] | Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings |
[00:30.440] | Like whatever they say has no bearing |
[00:32.380] | It' s so scary in a house that allows no swearing |
[00:35.130] | To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring |
[00:38.600] | Alone in his own zone, cold and he don' t care |
[00:40.610] | He' s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out |
[00:43.370] | When he talks about his in' dad walkin' out |
[00:45.810] | ' Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out |
[00:49.410] | But if he ever saw him again, he' d prolly knock him out |
[00:52.730] | His thoughts are whacked, he' s mad so he' s talkin' back |
[00:55.880] | Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap |
[00:58.560] | He sags his pants, dewrags and a stockin' cap |
[01:02.230] | His stepfather hit him so he socked him back |
[01:04.900] | And broke his nose, this house is a broken home |
[01:07.350] | There' s no control, he just lets his emotions go |
[01:10.270] | C mon! Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[01:13.810] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
[01:16.820] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[01:19.280] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[01:28.100] | Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas |
[01:30.990] | In the land of the killers, a sinner' s mind is a sanctum |
[01:33.930] | Only ya unholy, only have one homey |
[01:36.700] | Only this gun, lonely, ' cuz don' t anyone know me |
[01:39.680] | But everybody just feels like they can relate |
[01:42.180] | I guess words are a mother a, they can be great |
[01:45.360] | Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate |
[01:48.380] | It' s like kids hang on every single statement we make |
[01:51.300] | Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum |
[01:54.720] | Now how the did this metamorphosis happen? |
[01:57.580] | From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' |
[02:00.320] | To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass |
[02:02.820] | But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you |
[02:06.400] | Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you |
[02:09.190] | To get their hands on every dime you have |
[02:11.550] | They want you to lose your mind every time you mad |
[02:14.510] | So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon |
[02:17.490] | Any dispute, don' t hesitate to produce handguns |
[02:20.940] | Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me |
[02:23.770] | Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly |
[02:26.600] | But all their kids been listen' n to me religiously |
[02:29.470] | So I' m signin' CDs while police fingerprint me |
[02:32.190] | They' re for the judge' s daughter, but his grudge is against me |
[02:35.140] | If I' m such a in' menace, this shit doesn' t make sense B |
[02:38.610] | It' s all political, if my music is literal and I' m a criminal, |
[02:41.300] | How the can I raise a little girl? |
[02:44.600] | I couldn' t, I wouldn' t be fit to |
[02:46.810] | You' re full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! |
[02:49.650] | C mon! Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[02:53.700] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear |
[02:55.750] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[02:59.700] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[03:07.180] | They say music can alter moods and talk to you |
[03:10.190] | But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? |
[03:13.800] | Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude |
[03:16.500] | Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I' ll get sued |
[03:18.990] | See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols |
[03:22.300] | And they wanna get one, ' cuz they think the shit' s cool |
[03:25.250] | Not knowin' we' re really just protectin' ourselves |
[03:28.300] | We entertainas, of course this shit' s affectin' our sales |
[03:30.590] | You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self |
[03:33.600] | We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail |
[03:36.510] | It' s ed up ain' t it, how we can come from practically nothin' |
[03:39.390] | To bein' able to have any in' thing that we wanted |
[03:42.290] | That' s why we sing for these kids that don' t have a thing |
[03:45.340] | Except for a dream and a in' rap magazine |
[03:48.230] | Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long |
[03:51.290] | Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs |
[03:54.200] | Or for anyone who' s ever been through shit in they lives |
[03:57.110] | So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die |
[03:59.930] | Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe |
[04:02.940] | We' re nothin' to you, but we the in' shit in they eyes |
[04:05.680] | That' s why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it |
[04:08.750] | Squeeze it and hold it, ' cuz we consider these minutes golden |
[04:11.980] | And maybe they' ll admit it when we' re gone |
[04:13.970] | Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs |
[04:17.660] | And we can |
[04:18.300] | Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[04:20.850] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
[04:24.900] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[04:26.800] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[04:33.980] | |
[04:35.740] | Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[04:38.520] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
[04:41.940] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[04:44.310] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[04:51.560] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bass, King, Mathers, Resto ... |
[00:23.570] | These ideas are nightmares for white parents |
[00:26.290] | Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings |
[00:30.440] | Like whatever they say has no bearing |
[00:32.380] | It' s so scary in a house that allows no swearing |
[00:35.130] | To see him walkin' around wit his headphones blaring |
[00:38.600] | Alone in his own zone, cold and he don' t care |
[00:40.610] | He' s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out |
[00:43.370] | When he talks about his in' dad walkin' out |
[00:45.810] | ' Cuz he hates him so bad that he blocks him out |
[00:49.410] | But if he ever saw him again, he' d prolly knock him out |
[00:52.730] | His thoughts are whacked, he' s mad so he' s talkin' back |
[00:55.880] | Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap |
[00:58.560] | He sags his pants, dewrags and a stockin' cap |
[01:02.230] | His stepfather hit him so he socked him back |
[01:04.900] | And broke his nose, this house is a broken home |
[01:07.350] | There' s no control, he just lets his emotions go |
[01:10.270] | C mon! Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[01:13.810] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
[01:16.820] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[01:19.280] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[01:28.100] | Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangstas |
[01:30.990] | In the land of the killers, a sinner' s mind is a sanctum |
[01:33.930] | Only ya unholy, only have one homey |
[01:36.700] | Only this gun, lonely, ' cuz don' t anyone know me |
[01:39.680] | But everybody just feels like they can relate |
[01:42.180] | I guess words are a mother a, they can be great |
[01:45.360] | Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate |
[01:48.380] | It' s like kids hang on every single statement we make |
[01:51.300] | Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum |
[01:54.720] | Now how the did this metamorphosis happen? |
[01:57.580] | From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' |
[02:00.320] | To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass |
[02:02.820] | But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you |
[02:06.400] | Fans turn on you, attorneys all wanna turn at you |
[02:09.190] | To get their hands on every dime you have |
[02:11.550] | They want you to lose your mind every time you mad |
[02:14.510] | So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon |
[02:17.490] | Any dispute, don' t hesitate to produce handguns |
[02:20.940] | Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me |
[02:23.770] | Strictly just to get me offa these streets quickly |
[02:26.600] | But all their kids been listen' n to me religiously |
[02:29.470] | So I' m signin' CDs while police fingerprint me |
[02:32.190] | They' re for the judge' s daughter, but his grudge is against me |
[02:35.140] | If I' m such a in' menace, this shit doesn' t make sense B |
[02:38.610] | It' s all political, if my music is literal and I' m a criminal, |
[02:41.300] | How the can I raise a little girl? |
[02:44.600] | I couldn' t, I wouldn' t be fit to |
[02:46.810] | You' re full of shit too, Guerrera, THAT WAS A FIST THAT HIT YOU! |
[02:49.650] | C mon! Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[02:53.700] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear |
[02:55.750] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[02:59.700] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[03:07.180] | They say music can alter moods and talk to you |
[03:10.190] | But can it load a gun for you and cock it too? |
[03:13.800] | Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude |
[03:16.500] | Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I' ll get sued |
[03:18.990] | See what these kids do, is hear about us totin' pistols |
[03:22.300] | And they wanna get one, ' cuz they think the shit' s cool |
[03:25.250] | Not knowin' we' re really just protectin' ourselves |
[03:28.300] | We entertainas, of course this shit' s affectin' our sales |
[03:30.590] | You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self |
[03:33.600] | We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail |
[03:36.510] | It' s ed up ain' t it, how we can come from practically nothin' |
[03:39.390] | To bein' able to have any in' thing that we wanted |
[03:42.290] | That' s why we sing for these kids that don' t have a thing |
[03:45.340] | Except for a dream and a in' rap magazine |
[03:48.230] | Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long |
[03:51.290] | Idolize their favorite rappers and know all they songs |
[03:54.200] | Or for anyone who' s ever been through shit in they lives |
[03:57.110] | So they sit and they cry at night, wishin they die |
[03:59.930] | Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe |
[04:02.940] | We' re nothin' to you, but we the in' shit in they eyes |
[04:05.680] | That' s why we sieze the moment, try to freeze it and own it |
[04:08.750] | Squeeze it and hold it, ' cuz we consider these minutes golden |
[04:11.980] | And maybe they' ll admit it when we' re gone |
[04:13.970] | Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs |
[04:17.660] | And we can |
[04:18.300] | Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[04:20.850] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
[04:24.900] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[04:26.800] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[04:33.980] | |
[04:35.740] | Sing with me Sing!, sing for the year Sing It! |
[04:38.520] | Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear C mon! |
[04:41.940] | Sing it with me, just for today |
[04:44.310] | Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
[04:51.560] |
[00:23.570] | 这个主意是..从恶魔到白人父母 |
[00:26.290] | 谁最害怕就是个染了头发戴着耳环的小孩子.. |
[00:30.440] | 无论他们说什么都没有关系 |
[00:32.380] | 这太会引起惊慌了如果房子允许的话,我发誓 |
[00:35.130] | 看到他对着耳机吼叫一边走了一圈 |
[00:38.600] | 在他自己的地区里,这里很冷,但是他不介意 |
[00:40.610] | 他是一个有问题的孩子.他的兄弟们都出去了 |
[00:43.370] | 当他说到这些时.他*的他的爸爸走了 |
[00:45.810] | 因为他很讨厌这个很坏的他,他让他出去了 |
[00:49.410] | 如果他再也不见到他.他也许会击倒他 |
[00:52.730] | 他感到疲惫,他感到疯狂,所以他要回去 |
[00:55.880] | 说一些难听的话,用ROCK和RAP洗脑 |
[00:58.560] | 他穿着松弛的裤子.抹布一样的帽子 |
[01:02.230] | 他的岳父打了他.所以他.狠狠的还击了他 |
[01:04.900] | 他的鼻子破了.他的家是一个被摧毁的家 |
[01:07.350] | 没有控制了.他只想让他的这些情绪走开 |
[01:10.270] | 快.和我一起唱,为了这一年而唱 |
[01:13.810] | 为笑声而唱.为泪水而唱 |
[01:16.820] | 和我一起唱.只为了今天 |
[01:19.280] | 也许明天.好的上帝会带你走 |
[01:28.100] | 娱乐表演在变.和歹徒做访谈 |
[01:30.990] | 在罪人的心里这是一个杀手的圣地 |
[01:33.930] | 圣洁或者不圣洁.都是在一起的 |
[01:36.700] | 只有这把孤单的枪.因为没有人懂我. |
[01:39.680] | 但是每个人都觉得他们能够讲述 |
[01:42.180] | 我猜词语都是Mother****er,他们可以变的伟大 |
[01:45.360] | 或者他们可以倒塌.甚至更坏.他们可以让你痛恨 |
[01:48.380] | 就象孩子们拿起他们自己的陈述 |
[01:51.300] | 我们让他们崇拜我们.加上所有的店都在为我们运载白金 |
[01:54.720] | 这个世界是怎么开始变形的? |
[01:57.580] | 站在角落和门廊只是在RAPPING |
[02:00.320] | 有一个运气.不在象KISS屁股那样烂 |
[02:02.820] | 但这些城市仿佛如你的绞刑架.新闻记者想让你受伤 |
[02:06.400] | 歌迷们转向你.律师也转向你 |
[02:09.190] | 在一角硬币处举起他们的手.你已经这么做了 |
[02:11.550] | 他们想让你失去理智.当你疯狂的时候 |
[02:14.510] | 所以他们可以让你看起来象个失去方向的炸弹 |
[02:17.490] | 但任何言论都不会让你犹豫去保护自己的手枪 |
[02:20.940] | 这就是为什么检举人想要证明我有罪 |
[02:23.770] | 严格的说只是想让我在这条街里迅速的失败吧 |
[02:26.600] | 但是他们的孩子虔诚的听着我的歌 |
[02:29.470] | 所以当警察在采集我的指纹时我仍然在签CD |
[02:32.190] | 这是为了法官的女儿.但他仍然要审判我.跟我做对. |
[02:35.140] | 如果我有这么危险的话这个SHIT就不会有这种B的感觉!(不理解这句话...) |
[02:38.610] | 这些都是政治上的.我的音乐是文字上的 |
[02:41.300] | 我是一个罪犯.否则我怎么会那样对一个小女孩呢 |
[02:44.600] | 我不会.我不适合这样 |
[02:46.810] | 你也充满着SHIT...Guerrera ...这是给你的一拳! |
[02:49.650] | 快.和我一起唱,为了这一年而唱 |
[02:53.700] | 为笑声而唱.为泪水而唱. |
[02:55.750] | 和我一起唱.只为了今天 |
[02:59.700] | 也许明天.好的上帝会带你走 |
[03:07.180] | 他们说音乐可以改变你的情绪.甚至和你说话 |
[03:10.190] | 但是它也能变成一把枪给你并且拿起来吗? |
[03:13.800] | 好!如果它可以,下一次你就会被袭击了 |
[03:16.500] | 告诉法官这是我的错.我还会提出诉讼 |
[03:18.990] | 看这些小孩子在听我们谈论手枪 |
[03:22.300] | 他们也想要一把,因为他们觉得这个SHIT和COOL |
[03:25.250] | 他们不知道我们只是要保护自己 |
[03:28.300] | 我们这些表演者.当然只是在做推销 |
[03:30.590] | 你这个无知的人.音乐只是一种个人的反映 |
[03:33.600] | 我们仅仅解释它.然后在油箱内核对 |
[03:36.510] | 他们都倒下了是吗? |
[03:39.390] | 事实上他们怎样从什么都没有变成这些我们想要的呢? |
[03:42.290] | 这就是为什么我, |
[03:45.340] | 为这些一无所有除了有一个梦或者RAP杂志的孩子唱 |
[03:48.230] | 是谁整天张贴了PIN UP的图片在他们的墙上 |
[03:51.290] | 他们最偶像的RAPPER.他们知道他所有的歌 |
[03:54.200] | 或者为了一些在他们生命中的SHIT? |
[03:57.110] | 他们坐下在夜晚哭泣,希望他们死去 |
[03:59.930] | 直到他们录制了RAP.当他们坐下冷静下来. |
[04:02.940] | 我们对你来说什么都不是.但我们是他们眼里的****ING SHIT |
[04:05.680] | 这就是为什么我.抓住这一刻去冻结它.去拥有它. |
[04:08.750] | 积压它并抓住它.因为我们认为这些时间很宝贵. |
[04:11.980] | 也许他们会承认这些当我们已经离开, |
[04:13.970] | 穿过我的歌词你听到了我们的歌.你也可以... |
[04:17.660] | 我们可以~ |
[04:18.300] | 快.和我一起唱,为了这一年而唱 |
[04:20.850] | 为笑声而唱.为泪水而唱. |
[04:24.900] | 和我一起唱.只为了今天 |
[04:26.800] | 也许明天.好的上帝会带你走 |
[04:35.740] | 快.和我一起唱,为了这一年而唱 |
[04:38.520] | 为笑声而唱.为泪水而唱. |
[04:41.940] | 和我一起唱.只为了今天 |
[04:44.310] | 也许明天.好的上帝会带你走 |