(dramatic classic rock music) ♪ 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 blarin' ♪ ♪ Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care, he's ♪ ♪ A problem child, and what bothers him all comes out ♪ ♪ When he talks about his 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 wacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back ♪ ♪ Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap ♪ ♪ He sags his pants, do-rags and a stockin' 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 lets his emotions go ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ Sing with me ♪ ♪ Sing
♪ ♪ Sing for the year ♪ ♪ Sing it ♪ ♪ Sing for the laughter ♪ ♪ And sing for the tear ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ Sing it with me, it's just for today ♪ ♪ Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away ♪ ♪ Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsters ♪ ♪ In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum ♪ ♪ Holy or unholy, only have one homie ♪ ♪ Only this, lonely 'cause don't anyone know me ♪ ♪ Yet everybody just feels like they can relate ♪
♪ I guess words are a, 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 did this metamorphosis happen ♪ ♪ From standin' on corners and porches just rappin ♪ ♪ To havin' a fortune, no more kissin ♪ ♪ 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 won't hesitate to produce ♪ ♪ That's 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 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 menace, this doesn't make sense, B ♪ ♪ It's all political, if my music is literal ♪ ♪ And I'm a criminal, how the can I raise a little girl ♪ ♪ I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to ♪ ♪ You're full of too, Guerrera ♪ ♪ That was a fist that hit you ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ Sing with me ♪ ♪ Sing ♪ ♪ Sing for the year ♪ ♪ Sing ♪ ♪ Sing for
the laughter ♪ ♪ And sing for the tear ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ Sing it with me, it's just for today ♪ ♪ Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away ♪ ♪ They say music can alter moods and talk to you ♪ ♪ Well, can it load a for you and too ♪ ♪ Well, if it can, then the next time you assault a dude ♪ ♪ Just tell the judge it was my fault and I'll get sued ♪ ♪ See, what these kids do is hear about us ♪ ♪ And they
wanna get one 'cause they think the cool ♪ ♪ Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves ♪ ♪ We entertainers, of course the affectin' our sales ♪ ♪ You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self ♪ ♪ We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail ♪ ♪ It's up, ain't it ♪ ♪ How we can come from practically nothin ♪ ♪ To bein' able to have any thing that we wanted ♪ ♪ That's why we sing for these kids who don't have a thing ♪ ♪ Except for a dream and
a 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 who's ever been through in they lives ♪ ♪ So they sit and they cry at night, wishin' they'd die ♪ ♪ 'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe ♪ ♪ We're nothin' to you, but we're the 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 ♪ ♪ Sing for the year ♪ ♪ Sing it ♪ ♪ Sing for the laughter ♪ ♪ And sing for the tear ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ Sing it with me, it's just for today ♪ ♪ Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
♪ ♪ Sing with me ♪ ♪ Sing ♪ ♪ Sing for the year ♪ ♪ Sing it ♪ ♪ Sing for the laughter ♪ ♪ And sing for the tear ♪ ♪ Come on ♪ ♪ Sing it with me, it's just for today ♪ ♪ Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away ♪ (percussive hip-hop rock music)