Luyện nghe bài hát Purpose

Yeah,
Sometimes I feel I'm climbing to the top of a broken ladder.
Serving up on a Golden platter.
Pitching a to an absent batter,
And cleaning off glass already shattered.

Pitting myself up against the and laughter,
telling me that I'm not a "real rapper".
Tellin that what you think about me don't matter.
Because these ain't your dreams, I'm after.

I'm just looking for purpose, some or fate,
Wondering why every single dream that chased,
Came close to taste but then, slipped away.

I my meaning in the simplest of things.
I put the tip of a pen to my and my brain grew wings.
I found that I this feeling, and all the things that it brings,
I my calling in a room full of beaten down dreams.

Space stations they're as stars,
Choose to be a in a world full of dark.
I thought I a girl but realized that we're better apart,
But at that moment didn't if it was my brain or my heart.

My soul is for you to take it or leave it,
I see by the look on your face I know that you can believe it.
You thought you knew me I started making all this music,
I knew I wouldn't be an artist until the moment I it.

How come all afraid of our own flaws?
People tell me the world's just dogs dogs,
Trust me, my man, you want none of these jaws,
I'll bite ya face off and I'll pause for applause.

It's to find meaning, that's what I know.
How's a girl supposed to feel worth something when y'all her a hoe to her face,
Just so you feel better yo own mistakes.
Wondering you in the mirror and see someone fake.

So say you want, just know that I stopped listening.
At the end of the day, I know that I won't be ya.
In fact,
why am I wasting these lines even taking the time to write about someone like
I know.

I may be different.
And you may not it.
But stay this way.
Even despite the way you say that I been lately feeling like you're out the loop
but the is full of lack of truth the things you hear aren't who I am,
why I write.
To take a to show you all that I'm the man!
Now time you play your hand let's run it back, to where it all began.

I remember.
Was it in July or some November or September?

If there's one that I wish it's that I could be a better son,
A better to my sisters better in all that I've done.
If you're listening just know that my times begun
It's funny how you can be freezing standing beneath the Sun.

Have you ever had so much to say that you spend all day if you should stay or if you should go your way?
I have.

I my meaning in the simplest of things.
I put the tip of a pen to my and my brain grew wings
I found that I love this feeling, and all the things it brings,
I found my in a room full of beaten down dreams.

You're like I'm wearing all my clothes inside out.
If only you would've given me the of the doubt.
I doubted myself first and what I've found.
I need drugs to get high when I float right off of the ground.

I don't look anymore, I'm not afraid to fall.
I got a so hard boy, call me Adderall.
She that I love her, I know that's why she never calls.
You fighting petty shit, I'm fighting for a different cause.

I started discovering myself as I much older.
Found that over time it like my heart grew colder.
I remember the time, you cried in my shoulder.
It felt like the time around me started going slower.

I found my purpose deep myself.
I realized that if was a book I'd be way up on the shelf,
rotting away, but then one fateful day,
I picked up a pen and writing my story, my way.

Now I can't stop writing, like I've found my calling.
Planted my feet down realized I've been free falling.
All the time I wasn't creating, I was just stalling.
If my gonna be a fight I'm gonna be out here brawling.

It's gonna be a journey, but I don't nervous.
I've way too much of my life feeling worthless.
It's up to me to my own living purpose.
With every rhyme I write I know I'm scratching the surface.