Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Listen, tried 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 kinda
I flipped the and put the rock star in my show,
Went overseas and had 'em cop cars slow
looking for me I was bad with a black band
Eating in the game, Pacman
The issue is not a game,
I've got kids looking 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,
how 'em girls scream when 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 a theme for the adulation.
Everything I ever I did it form the heart
Never had a top ten but you respect my art.
I'm in the club and they still send me bottles,
Still push that G-55 with a model.
It's my reality, this no show, brother
Go check my girl on the February Vogue
And catch me through the city 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 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 your heart to hate, it's in my to win,
So yeah, I'm rapping now, let the begin!
I my own records, write my own checks,
which hotel and which city I'm calling 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)