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Bittersweet Video (MV)




Performed By: Soulo Smith
Length: 3:38
Written by: Julian Smith




Soulo Smith - Bittersweet Lyrics




Let's take a stroll

What's on your soul
Sometimes it's hard
When all your pain
Your fears and scars
Come down like rain
And flood your heart
And when it clears, somehow restarts
That open door not what you lookin for
Somebody died, another gone
Your family sick... need to stay strong
You got your own problems going on
You hate your job, it's drugs at home
You got bills, your student loans
You need help, you feel alone
You scream to God, you thing he do you wrong

Life is Bittersweet
Bi-tt-er Sweet
Yea Yea

Man
When I first wake up I pray to God
And then ride around base - head nod
I got one hand on the steering wheel
The hand other hand on my cock
I scream f*ck the world, and then why not
To much trouble up on my block
It's hard to trust law and I'm still ducking cops
Feel like the hate masked and the crime won't stop
I ain't never want violence between my squad
Over music, over women, over jealousy or gwap
Life ain't always pretty... I'm still asking why
I ain't look at life the same after Nipsey hussle died
A lot of things in this life still don't make sense
How we get this far but we still ain't make it
Until revelation, but before it comes in
Zion told me to bless you with this hymn

First
Rest In Peace (martyrs of the hate crimes)
I know that love, care and joy and more is the recipe (to a better a life)
And I understand (from traveling to this music land)
That the power of the father, playing drums in my band (And he only uses his hands)
Oh- God- Oh God
Gotta buckle up... incase you f*ck it up
In case you fall off, Be ready to pick it up
Like pick a cotton... I mean a stick up
Oh, life knocked you down you better upper cut
Imagine the hardest thing for you suck it up
I struggle too... I just don't give up
Arguments, pain, hits, stab, kicks, haters- i don't give a f*ck
I know where I'm going... I knew where I'm from
Life showed me through the veil some
Things I wanna see again - Um
I Left some trails with these bread crumbs
Been a grown as man, since I was young
With the world in my hand and on my tongue
Tasted the juices, and it stung

Life Bittersweet
Bi-tt-er Sweet
Yea Yea

Bittersweet
Too many things coming after me
One minute have the world - Majesty
Next second learned from catastrophe
I feel like the chip on my shoulder, getting colder
So I threw it in the toaster ima eat it when it's over
Roger that, like a soldier, ain't believe me when I told ya
Here I told ya
There's no after me, no before, not even next to me
Unless you are my family.. narrowing down all the friends of me
I just may hire my enemies
That's Bittersweet
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Let's take a stroll

What's on your soul
Sometimes it's hard
When all your pain
Your fears and scars
Come down like rain
And flood your heart
And when it clears, somehow restarts
That open door not what you lookin for
Somebody died, another gone
Your family sick... need to stay strong
You got your own problems going on
You hate your job, it's drugs at home
You got bills, your student loans
You need help, you feel alone
You scream to God, you thing he do you wrong

Life is Bittersweet
Bi-tt-er Sweet
Yea Yea

Man
When I first wake up I pray to God
And then ride around base - head nod
I got one hand on the steering wheel
The hand other hand on my cock
I scream f*ck the world, and then why not
To much trouble up on my block
It's hard to trust law and I'm still ducking cops
Feel like the hate masked and the crime won't stop
I ain't never want violence between my squad
Over music, over women, over jealousy or gwap
Life ain't always pretty... I'm still asking why
I ain't look at life the same after Nipsey hussle died
A lot of things in this life still don't make sense
How we get this far but we still ain't make it
Until revelation, but before it comes in
Zion told me to bless you with this hymn

First
Rest In Peace (martyrs of the hate crimes)
I know that love, care and joy and more is the recipe (to a better a life)
And I understand (from traveling to this music land)
That the power of the father, playing drums in my band (And he only uses his hands)
Oh- God- Oh God
Gotta buckle up... incase you f*ck it up
In case you fall off, Be ready to pick it up
Like pick a cotton... I mean a stick up
Oh, life knocked you down you better upper cut
Imagine the hardest thing for you suck it up
I struggle too... I just don't give up
Arguments, pain, hits, stab, kicks, haters- i don't give a f*ck
I know where I'm going... I knew where I'm from
Life showed me through the veil some
Things I wanna see again - Um
I Left some trails with these bread crumbs
Been a grown as man, since I was young
With the world in my hand and on my tongue
Tasted the juices, and it stung

Life Bittersweet
Bi-tt-er Sweet
Yea Yea

Bittersweet
Too many things coming after me
One minute have the world - Majesty
Next second learned from catastrophe
I feel like the chip on my shoulder, getting colder
So I threw it in the toaster ima eat it when it's over
Roger that, like a soldier, ain't believe me when I told ya
Here I told ya
There's no after me, no before, not even next to me
Unless you are my family.. narrowing down all the friends of me
I just may hire my enemies
That's Bittersweet
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Writer: Julian Smith
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