Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme A Second

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

Hey Cole talk that college talk
talks gangs
Jay-z's talkin' mayne and (Kan) ye talk fame
And people say I talk about the 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 must be talking healin'
And I ain't talking bout how Jesus gonna me a million
With my to the ceiling I got that spiritual feelin'
bowed down, knees to the floor
You a Christian and you rap? must be the way you flow - No
I talk reality like mama on her bed
The birth of a child, the soldier losing his leg
Who gon write songs to give him hope in his
Addicted to pain killers, wife last year
Your favorite rapper was probably tryin' to make his hit
looking what I got, who I shot and who I tip
Couldn't be more common if them boys made
Couldn't be more common if Serena was they
And this is not a diss, this how sound
Let it off my mind, how my mentality sound

I do, I do for you
I don't wanna single a thing, I don't sing a thing
Ain't got no of angle
I ain't play you, ain't gotta know my name,
You ain't know my name
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 might just you too

I like the mad rapper 'cause I'm crazy
The be like "we love you", but they never play me
I be doin' shows like "you ain't even pay me"
I just wanna spread the same message that done me
You see I probably grew up just 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 started off just you
I never around strapped
I was busy chasing girls and
I play ball and smoke thought the world was funny
I to church a few times with my head on a swivel
And I was lookin' for the bad ones that sat in the
I remember a sermon, I never caught the spirit
And if Christians was to rap then I'm not tryin' to hear it
I never would've imagined that I be rhymin'
About the same God that I confide in
planned to get married, raise a family, help kids grow up
Visit people in prison, I was busy tryin' to up
But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way these folks
Or the in the truck, all I want is soul rest
And I'm so blessed, at what He did to me
How could I keep this to Somebody bled for me
Nah, you just have to hate this
'Cause the only reason I'm able to say this