Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

Hey listen talk that college talk
talks gangs
Jay-z's talkin' money mayne and (Kan) ye fame
And people say I talk the same ole thang
that I sound the same cause the truth don't change
Look, people get it twisted like a in the spirit
If I ain't talking I must be talking bout healin'
And I ain't talking how Jesus gonna make me a million
With my to the ceiling I got that spiritual feelin'
bowed down, knees to the floor
You a and you rap? That must be the way you flow - No
I talk reality like on her death bed
The birth of a child, the 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 looking what I got, who I and who I tip
Couldn't be more if them boys made sense
Couldn't be more common if Serena was chick
And this is not a diss, how reality sound
Let it off my mind, this how my mentality

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

I like the mad rapper 'cause I'm crazy
The radio be like "we you", but they never play me
I be doin' shows "you ain't even gotta pay me"
I wanna spread the same message that done saved me
You see I probably grew up like you
Tellin' my heroes "Man I be just like you"
I got in went to court
Judge showed me inmates and he told me man
started off just like you
I never rolled strapped
I was chasing girls and money
I ball and smoke weed thought the world was funny
I went to church a few times my head on a swivel
And I was for the bad ones that sat in the middle
I couldn't remember a sermon, I caught the spirit
And if Christians was tryin' to rap then I'm not tryin' to it
I would've imagined that I would be rhymin'
About the God that I couldn't confide in
Never planned to get married, raise a family, help kids up
Visit in prison, I was busy tryin' to blow up
But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way these 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