Luyện nghe bài hát Purpose

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

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

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

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

Space they're disguising as stars,
to be a light in a world full of dark.
I thought I loved a girl but that we're better apart,
But at that moment know if it was my brain or my heart.

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

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

It's hard to 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 look in the and see someone fake.

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

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

I remember.
Was it in July or some cloudy November or

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

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

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

You're staring like I'm wearing all my clothes out.
If only you would've given me the of the doubt.
I myself first and look what I've found.
I don't need drugs to get high when I float off of the ground.

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

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

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

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

It's gonna be a journey, but I feel nervous.
I've way too much of my life feeling worthless.
It's up to me to find my own purpose.
With every rhyme I write I I'm just scratching the surface.