Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Listen, they tried to put me in a box, the dude.
I'm Mr. Festivals, Coachella,
never really understood what I was trying to do,
And had me feeling Davis kinda blue
I flipped the switch and put the star in my show,
overseas and had 'em cop cars whipping slow
They're looking for me I was bad a black band
Eating everybody in the game,
The only is not a game,
I've got these kids looking at me, "What a shame!
He's so underrated, he should sold more
Should've had a one record with his own tour.
at his live show, look how we touch 'em keys,
Look how 'em girls scream he fall to his knees!
Look how he pour his out when 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 wrote I did it form the heart
had a top ten but you still respect my art.
I'm in the club and they send me free bottles,
Still push that with a super model.
my reality, this ain't no show, brother
Go check my on the February Vogue cover
And catch me whipping through the in that silver Jeep
screaming "Oh, that's 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 you should 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,
Wonder which hotel and which city I'm 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)