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 overseas and had 'em cop whipping slow
They're for me I was bad with a black band
Eating in the game, Pacman
The issue is not a game,
I've got these kids at me, saying "What a shame!
He's so underrated, he should have more
had a number one record with his own tour.
Look at his live show, how we touch 'em keys,
Look how 'em girls 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 still a for the adulation.
Everything I ever I did it form the heart
had a top ten but you still respect my art.
I'm in the club and they still me free bottles,
Still push that G-55 a super model.
my reality, this ain't no show, brother
Go check my on the February Vogue cover
And me whipping through the city in that silver Jeep
screaming "Oh, that's Ryan Leslie," Yeah, they know it's me
I'm not ashamed at all, in fact I my story,
No matter 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,
I give you the reason,
The reason you're hating when you should be believing
It's in heart to hate, it's in my heart to win,
So yeah, I'm rapping now, let the begin!
I my own records, write my own checks,
Wonder which hotel and 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)