Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

Hey listen talk that college talk
talks gangs
Jay-z's talkin' money mayne and (Kan) ye fame
And say I talk about the same ole thang
Reason that I sound the same cause the don't change
Look, get it twisted like a lemon in the spirit
If I ain't talking killin' I must be talking healin'
And I ain't talking bout how Jesus make me a million
With my hands to the ceiling I got that feelin'
Head bowed down, to the floor
You a Christian and you rap? 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 songs to give him in his chair
Addicted to pain killers, wife last year
favorite 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 more if Serena was they 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 wanna sing a thing
Ain't got no of angle
I ain't tryin you, ain't gotta know my name,
You ain't gotta know my
But in my time on this Earth
I died, been rebirthed
And I know this sounds to you
So give me a little time, let me spit a lines
And I promise it just change you too

I like 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 same message that saved me
You see I probably grew up just you
Tellin' my "Man I wanna be just like you"
I got in went to court
Judge showed me couple and he told me man
They started off just you
I rolled around strapped
I was busy chasing and money
I play ball and weed thought the world was funny
I to church a few times with 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 to hear it
I never would've imagined that I would be
About the same God that I couldn't in
Never planned to get married, raise a family, help grow up
people 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 soul
And I'm so blessed, at what He did to me
How could I keep to myself? Somebody bled for me
Nah, you gon' have to hate this
'Cause the only reason I'm able to say this