Композиция была издана на альбоме «The Eminem Show» в 2002 году

Sing For The Moment Eminem

Композиция была выпущена на сингле «Sing For The Moment» в 2003 году

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Статистика ротаций Количество проигрываний композиции на радио в Санкт-Петербурге

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Песня «Sing For The Moment» играла недавно на радиостанции «Европа Плюс».

Всего за последний месяц она прозвучала на 3 радиостациях в Санкт-Петербурге 25 раз.

Чаще всего песня играет на радиостациях «ENERGY» и «Европа Плюс».

И постоянно, хотя бы раз в неделю, звучит на радиостациях: «ENERGY», «Европа Плюс».

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В большинстве случаев песню можно услышать на радио ночью.

Остывшая ротация Статистика появления песни в «Горячей ротации» на радио за последний год

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Песня максимально поднималась до 82 места в Хит-параде радиостанции «ENERGY».

Текст песни Eminem — Sing For The Moment

[Verse 1]
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 walking around with his headphones blaring
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 fuckin' dad walkin' out
Cause he just 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...

[Chorus]
{C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years
{Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon)
Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away...

[Verse 2]
Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a 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
mothafucka 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 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 won't hesitate to produce handguns
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off of these streets quic