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 I was trying to do,
And had me Miles Davis kinda blue
I flipped the switch and put the rock in my show,
Went overseas and had 'em cop cars whipping
They're looking for me I was bad with a black
Eating in the game, Pacman
The issue is not a game,
got these kids looking at me, saying "What a shame!
He's so underrated, he should have more
Should've had a number one record 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 heart out he tell his story."
i guess i had to spill my guts so i get my glory!

Listen,
Have you ever even seen such
Despite it all, I'm still a for the adulation.
Everything I ever wrote I did it the heart
Never had a top ten but you respect my art.
I'm in the club and they 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 Vogue cover
And catch me whipping through the in that silver Jeep
Kids screaming "Oh, Ryan Leslie," Yeah, they know it's me
I'm not ashamed at all, in 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
It's in your 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 city 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)