Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

Hey listen Cole that college talk
Wayne gangs
Jay-z's talkin' mayne and (Kan) ye talk fame
And people say I about the same ole thang
Reason that I sound the same cause the truth don't
Look, get it twisted like a lemon in the spirit
If I ain't talking killin' I must be talking bout
And I ain't bout how Jesus gonna make me a million
my hands to the ceiling I got that spiritual feelin'
Head bowed down, knees to the
You a Christian and you That must be the way you flow - No
I talk like mama on her death bed
The birth of a child, the losing his left leg
Who gon write songs to give him in his chair
Addicted to pain killers, wife left last
Your favorite rapper was probably tryin' to make his hit
Talking looking what I got, who I and who I tip
Couldn't be more common if them boys sense
Couldn't be more common if Serena was they
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 don't wanna single a thing, I wanna sing a thing
Ain't got no kind of
I ain't play you, ain't gotta know my name,
You ain't gotta know my
But in my short time on this
I done died, rebirthed
And I know this sounds to you
So give me a little time, let me spit a couple
And I it might just change you too

I sound like the mad rapper 'cause I'm
The radio be like "we love you", but they play me
I be doin' 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
my heroes "Man I wanna be just like you"
I got in trouble went to
Judge me couple 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 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 never caught the
And if Christians was tryin' to rap then I'm not to hear it
I never imagined that I would be rhymin'
About the same God that I couldn't 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 these dress
Or the engine in the truck, all I want is soul
And I'm so blessed, look at He did to me
How could I keep to myself? Somebody bled for me
Nah, you gon' have to hate this
'Cause God's the reason I'm able to say this