Luyện nghe bài hát On Purpose

(Verse 1 - Vedere)
Is this a dream or
When I rest in peace will vitality be to my name
a king or a majesty
Plus I feel supreme when they me, I'm the last in the game thats real
Through my view, I'm kind of
But won't honor it, rarely do opposites attract
Keep howling, I am the lion in the
negativity how do I react
Well, I'm more than ready, I listen when talk is
I'm while walking steady, I'm feeling so gone already
get me... OG told me never get off track
And always ignore rants, from ignorants
So really, celebration that comes with worse vendettas
And what is champaign without the first letters
I wonder, should I stop then I drop E-L-Z
Theres no answer, no cancer than one thats bittersweet

(Hook - Colón)
Bittersweet... it be...
Bittersweet... Bittersweet...
Bittersweet... it be...
Bittersweet... Bittersweet...
(crazy, crazy, crazy)...
This amazing (amazing for us)...
I guess ima that aftertaste (ima taste that aftertaste)
bittersweet... Bittersweet...
(Verse 2 - Vedere)
Its 3AM in the
I'm zoning and rolling down lakeshore, really sit and watch
All these lost soulds in inner city blocks
Gangbangin' and drug slangin' to survive, but the quickest way to
Kids lucky to now live and see they
I watched it all, giants crawl and titans fall the heavenly
These kind of bars right from wrong, align the stars for my destiny
Damn... I must of lost my
Dreams of parking a mentally leaving a scar on my memories
Like, whats my true Pursuing me personally?
Or pertaining performance percentages permanently?
Perhaps your for purgury is personified
Tell them purring pussys i got pellets for 'em - sized
I'll your health, never modernize the wealth
Ain't no in my eyes because idolize (I do lies) myself
Yo sunni, the wheel, I'm riding shotgun
Moses and I'm god's son, in this land of the Bittersweet we are lost ones

(Hook - Colón)
Bittersweet... it be...
Bittersweet... Bittersweet...
Bittersweet... it be...
Bittersweet... Bittersweet...
(crazy, crazy, crazy)...
This shit's (amazing for us)...
I ima taste that aftertaste (ima taste that aftertaste)
bittersweet... Bittersweet...

(Bridge - Vedere)
Bittersweet, it for me
So hot that its cold, my blistering
The of steady empathetic sensitivity
Bewildering to the eyes in the not found
But follow me, and comprehend the I sing
you pain and the glory it brings
Show you rain from the storm in the spring, this a we fear
Bittersweet, its the we live