Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

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

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

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