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Текст песни «Sing For The Moment» от Evermore

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Evermore - "Sing For The Moment"

Verse 1
These ideas are nightmares for white parents, whose worst fear
is a child with
dyed hair and who likes earrings/Like whatever they say has no
bearing, its 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 dont
care/Hes a problem
child, and what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about,
his fuckin dad
walkin out/cuz he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out.
If he ever saw
him again hed probably knock him out/His thoughts are wacked,
hes mad so hes
talkin back, talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap/He
sags his pants,
do-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. Theres no control,
he just lets
his emotions go...

Chorus
Cmon! Sing with me (Sing!)/Sing for the year (Sing It)/Sing
for the laughter/
sing for the tear (Cmon!) / Sing it with me/Just for today/Maybe
tomorrow/The
good Lord will take you away...

Verse 2
Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangstas, in the land of the
killers, a sinners mind is a sanctum/ unholy, only have one
homie, only this
gun, lonely cuz dont anyone know me/Yet everybody just feels like they can
relate, I guess words are a mothafucka they can be great/ or
they can degrate,
or even worse they can teach hate/Its 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, 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 wont hesitate to produce handguns/Thats
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
Im signin CDs
while police fingerprint me/Theyre for the judges daughter
but his grudge is
against me. If Im such a fuckin menace, this shit doesnt make
sense B/Its
all political, if my music is literal, and Im a criminal how
the fuck can I
raise a little girl?/I couldnt. I wouldnt be fit to. Youre
full of shit too,
Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

Chorus

Verse 3
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 Ill get sued/See what
these kids do is
hear about us totin pistols and they want to get one cuz they
think the shits
cool/not knowin we really just protectin ourselves, we entertainers,
of course
the shits affectin our sales, you ignoramus/But music is reflection
of self,
we just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail. Its
fucked up aint
it?/ How we can come from practically nothing to being able to
have any fuckin
thing that we wanted/Thats why we sing for these kids, who dont
have a thing
except for a dream, and a fuckin rap magazine/who post pin-up
pictures on they
walls all day long, idolize they favorite rappers and know all
they songs/Or for
anyone whos ever been through shit in their lives, till they
sit and they cry
at night wishin theyd die/Till they throw on a rap record and
they sit, and
they vibe. Were nothin to you but were the fuckin shit in
they eyes/thats
why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze
it and hold it, cuz
we consider these minutes golden/and maybe theyll admit it when
were gone.
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear
in our songs and
we can...

Chorus X2

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