[00:22.94] These ideas are, nightmares to white parents [00:25.94] Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings [00:29.41] Like whatever they say has no bearing [00:31.76] It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing [00:34.68] To see him walking around with his headphones blaring [00:37.66] Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care [00:40.80] He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out [00:43.27] When he talks about, his fucking dad walking out [00:46.35] Cause he hates him so bad that he, blocks him out [00:49.38] If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out [00:52.24] His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talking back [00:55.12] Talking black, brainwashed from rock and rap [00:58.02] He sags his pants, doo-rags and a stocking cap [01:00.78] His step-father hit him so he socked him back [01:03.97] And broke his nose, his house is a broken home [01:06.64] There's no control, he just lets his emotions go [01:09.76] Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) [01:13.55] Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!) [01:16.24] Sing it with me, just for today [01:18.90] Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away [01:27.96] Entertainment is changing, intertwining with gangsters [01:30.41] In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum [01:33.17] Holy or unholy, only have one homie [01:36.13] Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me [01:39.48] Yet everybody just feels like they can relate [01:41.91] I guess words are a mothafucka, they can be great [01:44.84] Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate [01:48.02] It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make [01:50.91] Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum [01:53.86] Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen? [01:56.86] From standing on corners and porches just rapping [01:59.75] To having a fortune, no more kissing ass [02:02.61] But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you [02:06.07] Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you [02:08.72] To get they hands on every dime you have [02:11.69] They want you to lose your mind every time you mad [02:14.13] So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon [02:17.22] Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns [02:20.48] That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me [02:22.99] Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly [02:26.00] But all their kids been listening to me religiously [02:28.71] So I'm signing CD's while police fingerprint me [02:31.93] They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me [02:34.82] If I'm such a fucking menace this shit doesn't make sense B [02:37.70] It's all political, if my music is literal [02:41.19] Then I'm a criminal, how the fuck can I raise a little girl? [02:44.06] I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to [02:46.16] You're full of shit too Guerrera; that was a fist that hit you [02:49.44] Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) [02:52.81] Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (sing this shit!) [02:56.17] Sing it with me, just for today [02:59.01] Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away [03:07.22] They say music can alter moods and talk to you [03:09.54] Well, can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? [03:12.04] Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude [03:15.31] Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued [03:18.35] See what these kids do is hear 'bout us toting pistols [03:21.48] And they wanna get one cause, they think the shit's cool [03:24.73] Not knowing we really just protecting ourselves [03:27.26] We entertainers, of course the shit's affecting our sales [03:30.25] You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self [03:33.19] We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail [03:36.02] It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothing [03:39.26] To being able to have any fucking thing that we wanted [03:42.17] That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing [03:45.05] Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine [03:47.56] Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long [03:50.40] Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs [03:53.67] Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives [03:56.73] So they sit and they cry at night wishing they'd die [03:59.40] 'til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe [04:02.67] We're nothing to you, but we're the fucking shit in their eyes [04:05.95] That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it [04:08.22] Squeeze it and hold it, cause we consider these minutes golden [04:11.60] And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone [04:14.55] Just let our spirits live on [04:15.71] Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can [04:17.47] Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) [04:19.31] Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!) [04:21.27] Sing it with me, just for today [04:26.48] Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away [04:35.30] Sing with me, sing for the year (sing it) [04:37.97] Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear (Come on!) [04:40.80] Sing it with me, just for today [04:43.74] Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away [04:51.51]