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
Like a or a majesty
Plus I feel supreme when they battle me, I'm the in the game thats real
Through my view, I'm of picturesque
But won't it, cause rarely do opposites attract
howling, I am the lion in the pack
With how do I react
Well, I'm more than ready, I listen talk is deadly
I'm trippin' while walking steady, I'm so gone already
Come get me... OG me never get off track
And always ignore rants, these ignorants
So really, what's celebration that comes with vendettas
And is champaign without 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 shit's (amazing for us)...
I guess ima taste 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 and see they pops
I watched it all, giants and titans fall from the heavenly
These kind of bars show right from wrong, the stars for my destiny
Damn... I must of my integrity
Dreams of parking a mentally leaving a scar on my memories
Like, whats my true Pursuing me personally?
Or pertaining perfect performance percentages
Perhaps your for purgury is personified
Tell them purring pussys i got pellets for 'em - Piranha
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 land of the we are lost ones

(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...

(Bridge - Vedere)
Bittersweet, it for me
So hot that its cold, my blistering
The epiphany of steady sensitivity
to the eyes in the crowd not found
But follow me, and comprehend the story I
Show you pain and the glory it
Show you rain from the storm in the spring, a sight we fear
Bittersweet, its the life we