Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

Hey Cole talk that college talk
Wayne talks
Jay-z's talkin' money and (Kan) ye talk fame
And say I talk about the same ole thang
Reason that I sound the cause the truth don't change
Look, people get it twisted a lemon in the spirit
If I ain't talking killin' I be talking bout healin'
And I ain't talking bout how gonna make me a million
With my hands to the ceiling I got spiritual feelin'
Head down, knees to the floor
You a Christian and you rap? That must be the way you - No
I reality like mama on her death bed
The birth of a child, the losing his left leg
Who gon write songs to give him hope in his
Addicted to pain killers, wife left year
Your favorite rapper was probably tryin' to make his 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 if Serena was they 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
got no kind of angle
I ain't tryin play you, ain't know my name,
You ain't know my name
But in my short time on Earth
I done died, rebirthed
And I know this sounds to you
So me a little time, let me spit 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 you", but they never play me
I be shows like "you ain't even gotta pay me"
I just wanna spread the message that done saved me
You see I probably up just like you
Tellin' my heroes "Man I wanna be just you"
I got in trouble went to
showed me couple inmates and he told me man
They off just like you
I never around strapped
I was busy chasing girls and
I ball and smoke weed thought the world was funny
I went to church a few 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 never caught the
And if Christians was tryin' to rap I'm not tryin' to hear it
I never would've imagined that I be rhymin'
About the God that I couldn't confide in
Never to get married, raise a family, help kids grow up
Visit people in prison, I was tryin' to blow up
But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way these dress
Or the in the truck, all I want is soul 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 gon' to hate this
God's the only reason I'm able to say this