Lyric: Purpose by TOM
Purpose
TOM
GENRE
[Verse 1]
Purpose seeking lurking in the deep end of the creek
Tried to creep into the Ark but Noah heard the creaking
So I had to learn to defend, that was a blurry weekend
The weaknesses in thinking perfection is within reach of your weak hand
Yes, that’s the artist’s biggest nemesis
I’ve hardly hit the seventh sin
The hardest thing’s to let it sit and pass with time
Like the metal fingered masked magician casting rhymes whose heart forever lives within this art of mine and others
Bets off, let go, get ya close
Best not guess what’s next to go
Blessed and dealt with a stressful home
Success is perfect self control
At the threat of debt, go sell your soul
Forget what’s left as you spell your woes and belch your goals and you pay for that
Gave just a lot of time and I made it back in cash
Paid for clothes and damn there it goes
At least I’ll wear the clothes
Beware of those who tear the globe, glare at foes and go slow like [?] toenail growth
Sail slow, sail slow, uh
Say it slow, say it slow
[Hook]
Guilt will wilt you
Tilt skin milk ’til I feel invincible
Guilt will wilt you
Spill silked toothed big lists of truth, uh
[Verse 2]
Don’t flinch or move, Jack
Might swing like New Jack
Play this game to lose that
Well, get your favorite tooth smacked loose
Rap the world’s end
My girlfriend is sat at a piano, playing [?]
So what’s the word? Who’s back?
The word is good, but the pen is mine
I clutch it tight with two hands to throw or pray with
Flow or praise Him
Whose land my toes are placed in in hopes to race, win
My shoulder tastes chips to slow the pace, kid
Nervous eating, reaching for the skim milk in the hopes of healing
Tried to hide inside the wardrobe but she heard me breathing
So I had to earn a reason, that was a blurry evening
I find perfection keeping both hands together, learning what weak is
Guess that’s the heart’s biggest enemy
Pray the last thing I’ll ever see on earth will be my loved ones
Until we eventually meet in God’s heavenly presence again
Look
[Hook]
Guilt will wilt you
Tilt skin milk ’til I feel invincible
Guilt will wilt you
Spill silked toothed big lists of truth
Purpose seeking lurking in the deep end of the creek
Tried to creep into the Ark but Noah heard the creaking
So I had to learn to defend, that was a blurry weekend
The weaknesses in thinking perfection is within reach of your weak hand
Yes, that’s the artist’s biggest nemesis
I’ve hardly hit the seventh sin
The hardest thing’s to let it sit and pass with time
Like the metal fingered masked magician casting rhymes whose heart forever lives within this art of mine and others
Bets off, let go, get ya close
Best not guess what’s next to go
Blessed and dealt with a stressful home
Success is perfect self control
At the threat of debt, go sell your soul
Forget what’s left as you spell your woes and belch your goals and you pay for that
Gave just a lot of time and I made it back in cash
Paid for clothes and damn there it goes
At least I’ll wear the clothes
Beware of those who tear the globe, glare at foes and go slow like [?] toenail growth
Sail slow, sail slow, uh
Say it slow, say it slow
[Hook]
Guilt will wilt you
Tilt skin milk ’til I feel invincible
Guilt will wilt you
Spill silked toothed big lists of truth, uh
[Verse 2]
Don’t flinch or move, Jack
Might swing like New Jack
Play this game to lose that
Well, get your favorite tooth smacked loose
Rap the world’s end
My girlfriend is sat at a piano, playing [?]
So what’s the word? Who’s back?
The word is good, but the pen is mine
I clutch it tight with two hands to throw or pray with
Flow or praise Him
Whose land my toes are placed in in hopes to race, win
My shoulder tastes chips to slow the pace, kid
Nervous eating, reaching for the skim milk in the hopes of healing
Tried to hide inside the wardrobe but she heard me breathing
So I had to earn a reason, that was a blurry evening
I find perfection keeping both hands together, learning what weak is
Guess that’s the heart’s biggest enemy
Pray the last thing I’ll ever see on earth will be my loved ones
Until we eventually meet in God’s heavenly presence again
Look
[Hook]
Guilt will wilt you
Tilt skin milk ’til I feel invincible
Guilt will wilt you
Spill silked toothed big lists of truth
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