Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

Hey listen Cole talk that talk
Wayne talks
Jay-z's talkin' mayne and (Kan) ye talk fame
And people say I talk about the ole thang
Reason that I sound the same cause the don't change
Look, people get it like a lemon in the spirit
If I ain't talking I must be talking bout healin'
And I ain't talking bout how Jesus gonna make me a
my hands to the ceiling I got that spiritual feelin'
Head down, knees to the floor
You a Christian and you That must be the way you flow - No
I reality like 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
Addicted to pain killers, left last year
Your favorite rapper was tryin' to make his next hit
Talking what I got, who I shot and who I tip
Couldn't be more common if them 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, this how my mentality

I do, I do for you
I don't wanna single a thing, I don't sing a thing
Ain't got no kind of
I tryin play you, ain't gotta know my name,
You gotta know my name
But in my short on this Earth
I done died, 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 they never me
I be doin' shows like "you even gotta pay me"
I just wanna the same message that done saved me
You see I probably up just like you
Tellin' my heroes "Man I wanna be like you"
I got in trouble to court
Judge me couple inmates and he told me man
They started off like you
I never rolled around
I was busy girls and money
I play ball and smoke weed the world was funny
I went to church a few with my head on a swivel
And I was lookin' for the bad ones 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 never 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
people in prison, I was busy tryin' to blow up
But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way folks dress
Or the engine in the truck, all I want is soul
And I'm so blessed, look at He did to me
How I keep this to myself? Somebody bled for me
Nah, you just gon' to hate this
'Cause God's the only reason I'm able to say