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 blaring
Alone in his own zone
cold and he don't care
He's a problem child
What bothers him all comes out
when he talks about
His f kin' dad walkin' out
'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 whacked
he's mad so he's 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
there's no control
he just let's his emotions go
Sing with me
Sing for the years
Sing for the laughter
Sing for the tears
Sing it with me
Just for today
Maybe tomorrow
The good Lord'll take you away
Entertainment is changin'
intertwinin' with gangsters
In the land of the killers
a sinner's mind is his 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
I guess words are a mothaf ka
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 f k 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 or two
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
swiftly 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 f kin' menace
this s t doesn't make sense Pete
It's all political
if my music is literal,
and I'm a criminal
how the f k can I raise a little girl
I couldn't
I wouldn't be fit to
you're full of s t too Guerrera
that was a fist that hit you
Sing with me
Sing for the years
Sing for the laughter
Sing for the tears
Sing it with me
Just for today
Maybe tomorrow
The good Lord'll take you away
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 ne t time you assaulted 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 want to 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 e plain it,
and then we get our checks in the mail
It's f ked up ain't it
How we can come from practically nothin'
to being able to have
any f kin' thing that we wanted
That's why we
sing for these kids
who don't have a thing
E cept for a dream
and a f kin' rap magazine
Who post pin up pictures on their walls
all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers
and know all they songs
Or for anyone
who's ever been
through s t in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night
wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record
and they sit and they vibe
We're nothin' to you
but we the f kin' s t 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
Sing with me
Sing for the years
Sing for the laughter
Sing for the tears
Sing it with me
Just for today
Maybe tomorrow
The good Lord'll take you away
Sing with me
Sing for the years
Sing for the laughter
Sing for the tears
Sing it with me
Just for today
Maybe tomorrow
The good Lord'll take you away