Luyện nghe bài hát On Purpose

(Verse 1 - Vedere)
Is this a or reality
When I in peace will vitality be attached to my name
a king or a majesty
Plus I feel supreme when they battle me, I'm the last in the game real
Through my view, I'm of picturesque
But won't honor it, rarely do opposites attract
Keep howling, I am the in the pack
With how do I react
Well, I'm than ready, I listen when talk is deadly
I'm while walking steady, I'm feeling so gone already
Come get me... OG told me get off track
And always ignore rants, from these
So really, what's celebration that with worse vendettas
And what is champaign the first four letters
I wonder, should I stop then I drop that
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 taste that aftertaste (ima taste aftertaste)
bittersweet... Bittersweet...
(Verse 2 - Vedere)
Its 3AM in the
I'm zoning and down lakeshore, tryna really sit and watch
All these lost soulds in these city blocks
Gangbangin' and drug slangin' to survive, but the quickest way to
Kids to now live and see they pops
I it all, giants crawl and titans fall from the heavenly
These kind of bars show right from wrong, align the stars for my
Damn... I must of lost my
of parking a bentley mentally leaving a scar on my memories
Like, whats my true purpose? me personally?
Or perfect performance percentages permanently?
Perhaps your permission for is personified
Tell purring pussys i got pellets for 'em - Piranha sized
dramatize your health, never modernize the wealth
Ain't no heroes in my eyes idolize (I do lies) myself
Yo sunni, the wheel, I'm riding shotgun
He's Moses and I'm god's son, in this 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 guess ima taste that aftertaste (ima taste 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 crowd not
But follow me, and comprehend the story I
Show you and the glory it brings
Show you rain from the storm in the spring, this a sight we
Bittersweet, its the life we