Gimme a Second

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Lecrae - Rap, Conscious Rap

Gimme a Second

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[Intro] Gimme a second, uh Gimme a second, yeah Gimme a second Listen what I'm sayin' to you, uh huh, listen Gimme a second All I need is a second, yeah Gimme a second, uh Yeah [Verse 1] Aye, listen, Cole talk that college talk, Wayne talks gangs Jay be talkin' money, man, and 'Ye talk fame And people say I talk about the same ol' thing Reason that I sound the same 'cause the Truth don't change Look, people get it twisted like a lemon in a spirit If I ain't talkin' killin', I must be talkin' 'bout healin' And I ain't talking 'bout how Jesus gon' make me a million With my hands to the ceilin', I got that spiritual feelin' Head bowed down, knees to the floor You a Christian and you rap? That must be the way you flow—no I talk reality like momma on her death bed The birth of a child, a soldier losin' his left leg Who gon' write songs to give him hope in his chair? Addicted to pain killers, wife left last year Your favorite rapper was prolly tryna make his next hit Talkin' look at what I got, who I shot, and who I tipped Couldn't be more common if them boys made sense Couldn't be more common if Serena was they chick And this is not a diss, this how reality sound Let it off my mind, this how my mentality sound Yeah! [Chorus] Everything I do, I do it for you I don't want a single thing, I don't want a single thing Ain't got no kind of angle, I ain't tryna play You ain't gotta know my name, you ain't gotta know my name But in my short time on this Earth I done died, been rebirthed and I know this sounds strange to you So give me a lil' time, let me spit a couple lines and I promise— It might just change you too, change you too [Verse 2] I sound like the mad rapper 'cause I'm crazy The radio be like, "We love you," but they never play me And I be doin' shows like, "You ain't even gotta pay me" I just wanna spread the same message that done saved me You see, I prolly grew up just like you Tellin' my heroes, "Man, I wanna be just like you" I got in trouble, went to court Judge showed me couple inmates and he told me, "Man, they started off just like you" I never rolled around strapped, I was busy chasin' girls and money I played ball and smoked weed, thought the world was funny I went to church a few times, with my head on a swivel And I was lookin' for the bad ones that sat in the middle I couldn't remember a sermon, I never caught the Spirit And if Christians was tryna rap, man, I'm not tryna hear it I never would've imagined that I'd be rhymin' About the same God that I couldn't confide in Never planned to get married, raise a family, help kids grow up Visit people in prison, I was busy tryna blow up But see, now I'm unimpressed with the way these folks dress Or the engine in they trunk, all I want is soul rest And I'm so blessed, look at what He did to me How could I keep this to myself? Somebody bled for me Nah, you just gon' have to hate this 'Cause God's the only reason that I'm able to say this So play this [Chorus] Everything I do, I do it for you I don't want a single thing, I don't want a single thing Ain't got no kind of angle, I ain't tryna play You ain't gotta know my name, you ain't gotta know my name But in my short time on this Earth I done died, been rebirthed and I know this sounds strange to you So give me a lil' time, let me spit a couple lines and I promise— It might just change you too, change you too

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  • Boi-1da
  • Lecrae