Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

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

Listen,
Have you ever seen such determination?
it all, I'm still a theme for the adulation.
Everything I wrote I did it form the heart
Never had a top ten but you respect my art.
I'm in the club and still send me free bottles,
Still push that G-55 with a model.
It's my reality, this ain't no show,
Go check my on the February Vogue cover
And catch me whipping through the city in that Jeep
Kids screaming "Oh, Ryan Leslie," Yeah, they know it's me
I'm not ashamed at all, in 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,
Well I you the reason,
The same reason hating when you should 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 write my own records, my own checks,
Wonder which hotel and which I'm calling home next!
One thing i 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)