Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Listen, they to put me in a box, the urban dude.
I'm Mr. Festivals, Coachella,
They really understood what I was trying to do,
And had me feeling Miles Davis blue
I the switch and put the rock star in my show,
Went and had 'em cop cars whipping slow
They're looking for me I was bad with a black
Eating in the game, Pacman
The only is not a game,
got these kids looking at me, saying "What a shame!
He's so underrated, he should sold more
Should've had a number one with his own tour.
Look at his show, look how we touch 'em keys,
Look how 'em girls when he fall to his knees!
how he pour his heart out when he tell his story."
i i had to spill my guts so i could get my glory!

Listen,
Have you ever even such determination?
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 respect my art.
I'm in the and they still send me free bottles,
Still that G-55 with a super model.
It's my reality, 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 at all, in fact I love 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 you're hating when you be believing
It's in your heart to hate, it's in my 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 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)