Luyện nghe bài hát Blessed Are Those

It goes: life, times, and mad crimes
Some pay the price, while refine
are those who struggle -- God loves you
And wisdom is the principle thing for and queens
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Many alliance end, it's like a sad song
From a violin, trapped daniel's in the lion's den
Tryin to the iron skin, of leviathan
Souls blowin in the violent
God us, if we die in sign, I hear the trials
In the cries of men, that's when the begins
Like never get better, we forever
Servin ebekenezer, since the days of our
Slaves to a mad pleasure, great architectures
Sharp dressers, professors
Start my lecture, I build like a art director
Show it to you like the film
are those who struggle, from day to day we all hustle
Comin with sore muscles, and scarred faces
knuckles, we all share the same trouble
Seperated couples, sometimes it seem
There's no escapin, the of satan
Spendin years in state pens, awaitin
of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip
Politics and slip

Once, shoved in ships, now we and crips
Thugs with clips, niggaz who the clicks
Hit the and shit, so they can rub their hips
Hugs and flicks, niggaz drugs and whips
Cash rules rotten apple, they got a worm in it
Corrupt sinners, in my man's
the windows tinted, sippin guinness
Observin all the clinics, and liquor
They me lick a shot through the rooftop
I never seen the
In the ghetto it's the story
Ciggarette butts and cold coffee, black
And white mouths, they cry out, for the house
no wealth shared, it's welfare
And poor health care, self
It's senseless, the way they got our black
On assistance to end our existance

It's a blessing... to
a blessing...
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Yeahhyeahhh, it's a blessing, just a
a blessing... *fades*