Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

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

Listen,
Have you ever even seen such
Despite it all, I'm still a for the adulation.
I ever wrote I did it form the heart
Never had a top ten but you still my art.
I'm in the and they still send me free bottles,
Still push that G-55 with a model.
my reality, this ain't no show, brother
Go check my girl on the February Vogue
And me whipping through the city in that silver Jeep
Kids "Oh, that's Ryan Leslie," Yeah, they know it's me
I'm not ashamed at all, in I love my story,
No matter what it 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,
Well I you the reason,
The same reason you're hating when you be believing
It's in heart to hate, it's in my heart to win,
So yeah, I'm now, let the hating begin!
I my own records, write my own checks,
Wonder which hotel and which city I'm calling next!
One i know for sure, one thing 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)