Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Listen, tried to put me in a box, the urban dude.
I'm Mr. Festivals, Coachella,
They never really what I was trying to do,
And had me feeling Miles Davis 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
Eating everybody in the game,
The issue is not a game,
I've got these kids looking at me, "What a shame!
so underrated, he should have sold more
Should've had a number one record his own tour.
at his live show, look how we touch 'em keys,
Look how 'em girls when he fall to his knees!
Look how he pour his heart out when he his story."
i guess i had to spill my so i could get my glory!

Listen,
Have you ever even such determination?
Despite it all, I'm a theme for the adulation.
Everything I ever wrote I did it form the
Never had a top ten but you still my art.
I'm in the club and still send me free bottles,
Still push that G-55 a super model.
It's my reality, ain't no show, brother
Go my girl on the February Vogue cover
And catch me whipping through the city in that Jeep
Kids screaming "Oh, that's Ryan Leslie," Yeah, they know me
I'm not at all, in fact I love my story,
No matter what it takes oh I'ma 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 reason you're hating when you should be believing
in your heart to hate, it's in my heart to win,
So yeah, I'm rapping now, let the begin!
I write my own records, my own checks,
Wonder which hotel and which I'm calling home 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)