Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

Gimme a second, gimme a second
Gimme a second, listen I'm sayin to you
Uh huh, listen, a second
All I is a second yeah
Gimme a second, uh

Hey listen talk that college talk
Wayne gangs
talkin' money mayne and (Kan) ye talk fame
And say I talk about the same ole thang
Reason that I sound the same cause the don't change
Look, people get it twisted a lemon in the spirit
If I ain't talking killin' I be talking bout healin'
And I talking bout how Jesus gonna make me a million
With my hands to the ceiling I got that feelin'
bowed down, knees to the floor
You a Christian and you That must be the way you flow - No
I reality like mama on her death bed
The of a child, the soldier losing his left leg
Who gon write songs to give him in his chair
to pain killers, wife left last year
Your favorite was probably tryin' to make his next hit
Talking what I got, who I shot and who I tip
be more common if them boys made sense
Couldn't be common if Serena was they chick
And is not a diss, this how reality sound
Let it off my mind, this how my mentality

I do, I do for you
I wanna single a thing, I don't wanna sing a thing
got no kind of angle
I ain't play you, ain't gotta know my name,
You ain't know my name
But in my time on this Earth
I done died, rebirthed
And I know sounds strange to you
So give me a little time, let me a couple lines
And I promise it just change you too

I like the mad rapper 'cause I'm crazy
The radio be "we love you", but they never play me
I be shows like "you ain't even gotta pay me"
I wanna spread the same message that done saved me
You see I grew up just like you
Tellin' my heroes "Man I wanna be just you"
I got in went to court
Judge showed me inmates and he told me man
They off just like you
I rolled around strapped
I was busy girls and money
I play ball and smoke weed thought the world was
I to church a few times with my head on a swivel
And I was lookin' for the bad that sat in the middle
I remember a sermon, I never caught the spirit
And if was tryin' to rap then I'm not tryin' to hear it
I never would've that I would be rhymin'
About the same God that I confide in
Never planned to get married, raise a family, help grow up
Visit people in prison, I was busy tryin' to up
But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way folks dress
Or the engine in the truck, all I want is rest
And I'm so blessed, look at He did to me
How could I keep this to myself? Somebody for me
Nah, you just have to hate this
'Cause God's the only reason I'm to say this