Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Listen, they to put me in a box, the urban dude.
I'm Mr. Festivals, Coachella,
They never really understood what I was to do,
And had me feeling Miles kinda blue
I flipped the switch and put the rock in my show,
overseas and had 'em cop cars whipping slow
They're looking for me I was bad with a band
Eating everybody in the game,
The only is not a game,
I've got these kids looking at me, "What a shame!
He's so underrated, he have sold more
had a number one record with his own tour.
Look at his live show, how we touch 'em keys,
Look how 'em girls scream he fall to his knees!
Look how he pour his out when he tell his story."
i guess i had to my guts so i could get my glory!

Listen,
Have you ever even seen determination?
Despite it all, I'm a theme for the adulation.
Everything I wrote I did it form the heart
had a top ten but you still respect my art.
I'm in the club and still send me free bottles,
Still that G-55 with a super model.
It's my reality, this no show, brother
Go check my girl on the February Vogue
And catch me whipping through the city in that silver
Kids screaming "Oh, that's Ryan Leslie," Yeah, they it's me
I'm not ashamed at all, in fact I my story,
No what it takes oh I'ma keep my glory!

Sh-t!
The glory, it to me!
oh, oh!
I get it
The glory, it to me!

You me why I'm rapping,
I give you the reason,
The same reason hating when you should be believing
in your heart to hate, it's in my heart to win,
So yeah, I'm now, let the hating begin!
I write my own records, my own checks,
which hotel and which city I'm calling home next!
One thing i know for sure, one that's mandatory,
I owe it all to God, I him all the glory!

Sh-t!
The glory, it to me!
oh, oh! (x3)
get my glory,
it to me! (x2)