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 need is a second
Gimme a second, uh

Hey listen talk that college talk
Wayne gangs
Jay-z's talkin' money and (Kan) ye talk fame
And people say I talk the same ole thang
Reason that I the same cause the truth don't change
Look, people get it like a lemon in the spirit
If I ain't killin' I must be talking bout healin'
And I ain't talking bout how gonna make me a million
With my hands to the ceiling I got spiritual feelin'
Head bowed down, knees to the
You a and you rap? That must be the way you flow - No
I talk like mama on her death bed
The of a child, the soldier losing his left leg
Who gon write to give him hope in his chair
Addicted to pain killers, wife last year
Your favorite was probably tryin' to make his next hit
Talking what I got, who I shot and who I tip
Couldn't be common if them boys made sense
be more common if Serena was they chick
And this is not a diss, this how reality
Let it off my mind, this how my 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 play you, ain't gotta my name,
You gotta know my name
But in my short time on Earth
I died, been rebirthed
And I know sounds strange to you
So give me a little time, let me spit a lines
And I promise it might change you too

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