Published: 2010-05-25 15:30 Selection chords: Sofia Davis
3
Intro: G#mF#EF#
Verse:
G#mF#
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents
EF#
Whose worst fear is a child
F#
With dyed hair and who likes earrings
G#mA#
Like whatever they say has no bearing
BC#
Itʼs so scary in a house that allows, no swearing
G#mF#
To see him walkin around with his headphones blaring
EF#
Alone in his own zone, cold and he donʼt care
G#mA#
Heʼs a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out
BC#
When he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out
G#mF#
Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out
EF#
If he ever saw him again heʼd probably knock him out
G#mA#
His thoughts are whacked, heʼs mad so heʼs talkin back
BC#
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
G#mF#
He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap
EF#
His step-father hit him so he, socked him back
G#mA#
And broke his nose, his house is a broken home
BC#
Thereʼs no control, he just letʼs his emotions go
Chorus:
G#m
Cʼmon! Sing with me (Sing!)
F#
Sing for the year (Sing it)
EF#
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Cʼmon!)
G#mA#
Sing it with me, Just for today
EF#D#
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
Verse:
G#mF#
Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters
EF#
In the land of the killers a sinnerʼs mind is a sanctum
G#mA#
Holy or unnholy, only have one homie
BC#
Only this gun - lonely cause donʼt anyone know me
G#mF#
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate
EF#
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
G#mA#
Or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate
BC#
Itʼs like these kids hang on every single statement we make
G#mF#
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
EF#
Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen?
G#mA#
From standin on corners and porches just rappin
BC#
To havin a fortune, no more kissin ass
G#mF#
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
EF#
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
G#mA#
To get they hands on every dime you have
BC#
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
G#mF#
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon
EF#
Any dispute wonʼt hesitate to produce handguns
G#mA#
Thatʼs why these prosecutors wanna convict me
BC#
Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
G#mF#
But all they kids be listenin to me religiously
EF#
So Iʼm signin CDʼs while police fingerprint me
G#mA#
Theyʼre for the judgeʼs daughter but his grudge is against me
BC#
If Iʼm such a fuckin menace this shit doesnʼt make sense B!
G#mF#
Itʼs all political, if my music is literal
EF#
And Iʼm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl?
G#mA#
I couldnʼt; I wouldnʼt be fit to
BC#
Youʼre full of shit too Guerrera - that was a FIST that hit you!
Chorus:
G#m
Cʼmon! Sing with me (Sing!)
F#
Sing for the year (Sing it)
EF#
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Cʼmon!)
G#mA#
Sing it with me, Just for today
EF#D#
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
Verse:
G#mF#
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
EF#
Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too?
G#mA#
Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude
BC#
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and Iʼll get sued
G#mF#
See what these kids do is hear about us totin pistols
EF#
and they want to get one cause, they think the shitʼs cool
G#mA#
Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves
BC#
We entertainers, of course the shitʼs affectin our sales
G#mF#
You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self
EF#
We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
G#mA#
Itʼs fucked up ainʼt it? How we can come from practically nothin
BC#
to bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted
G#mF#
Thatʼs why we, sing for these kids who donʼt have a thing
EF#
Except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine
G#mA#
Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long
BC#
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
G#mF#
Or for anyone whoʼs ever been through shit in they lives
EF#
ʼTil they sit and they cry at night wishin theyʼd die
G#mA#
ʼTil they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe
BC#
Weʼre nothin to you - but weʼre the fuckin shit in they eyes
G#mF#
Thatʼs why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it
EF#
Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden
G#mA#
And maybe theyʼll admit it when weʼre gone, just let our spirits
BC#
Live on through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can...
Chorus:
G#m
Cʼmon! Sing with me (Sing!)
F#
Sing for the year (Sing it)
EF#
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Cʼmon!)
G#mA#
Sing it with me, Just for today
EF#D#
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
G#m
Cʼmon! Sing with me (Sing!)
F#
Sing for the year (Sing it)
EF#
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Cʼmon!)
G#mA#
Sing it with me, Just for today
EF#D#
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...
Outro: G#mF#EF#G#mA#BC#G#mF#EF#G#mA#BC#D
