Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

Hey listen talk that college talk
Wayne talks
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 Jesus gonna me a million
With my hands to the ceiling I got that spiritual
bowed down, knees to the floor
You a Christian and you rap? That be the way you flow - No
I talk like mama on her death bed
The birth of a child, the soldier losing his leg
Who gon write to give him hope in his chair
Addicted to killers, wife left last year
Your rapper was probably tryin' to make his next hit
Talking looking I got, who I shot and who I tip
Couldn't be more 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, how my mentality sound

I do, I do for you
I don't wanna single a thing, I wanna sing a thing
got no kind of angle
I tryin play 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 know this sounds to you
So give me a little time, let me a couple lines
And I promise it just change you too

I sound the mad rapper 'cause I'm crazy
The radio be like "we love you", but never play 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 grew up just you
my heroes "Man I wanna be just like you"
I got in trouble to court
Judge showed me inmates and he told me man
They started off like you
I never rolled strapped
I was busy chasing girls and
I play ball and smoke weed the world was funny
I went to church a few times with my on a swivel
And I was lookin' for the bad ones that sat in the
I couldn't remember a sermon, I never the spirit
And if was tryin' to rap then I'm not tryin' to hear it
I never would've imagined I would be rhymin'
About the same God I couldn't confide in
Never planned to get married, raise a family, kids grow up
Visit people in prison, I was busy to blow up
But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way these dress
Or the engine in the truck, all I 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 have to hate this
'Cause God's the only reason I'm able to say