Luyện nghe bài hát Purpose

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

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

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

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

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

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

How come we're all of our own flaws?
People tell me the world's just eating dogs,
Trust me, my man, you don't want none of jaws,
I'll bite ya off and then I'll pause for applause.

It's hard to find meaning, 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 about 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 know I won't be missing ya.
In fact,
why am I wasting these lines even taking the time to write about someone 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 lately like you're out the loop
but the loop is full of lack of truth the things you aren't who I am,
why I write.
To take a to show you all that I'm the man!
Now it's time you your hand let's run it back, to where it all began.

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

If there's one thing that I wish it's I could be a better son,
A better brother to my better in all that I've done.
If you're listening just know that my times just
It's funny how you can be freezing standing right 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 found my in the simplest of things.
I put the tip of a pen to my paper and my grew wings
I found that I love this feeling, and all the that it brings,
I found my calling in a room of beaten down dreams.

You're staring like I'm all my clothes inside out.
If you would've given me the benefit of the doubt.
I doubted myself first and look what found.
I don't need drugs to get high I float right 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 love her, I that's why she never calls.
You fighting petty shit, I'm fighting for a different cause.

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

I found my purpose within myself.
I realized that if was a I'd be way up on the third 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, I've found my true calling.
Planted my feet down realized I've been free falling.
All the time I wasn't creating, I was just stalling.
If my life's gonna be a fight I'm gonna be out brawling.

It's gonna be a journey, but I feel nervous.
spent 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.