Luyện nghe bài hát Blessed Are Those

It goes: life, times, and mad crimes
Some pay the price, while others
Blessed are those who struggle -- God you
And wisdom is the thing for kings and queens
(repeat 2x)

Many alliance end, it's like a sad song
a violin, trapped like daniel's in the lion's den
Tryin to pie-rce the skin, of leviathan
blowin in the violent winds
God help us, if we die in sign, I hear the
In the cries of men, that's the riot begins
Like never get better, we forever
Servin ebekenezer, the days of our ancestors
Slaves to a mad pleasure, great architectures
Sharp dressers, professors
Start my lecture, I build like a art director
it to you like the film projector
Blessed are those who struggle, day to day we all hustle
Comin home sore muscles, and scarred faces
Scuffed knuckles, we all the same trouble
Seperated couples, sometimes it like
There's no escapin, the of satan
Spendin years in pens, awaitin patient
of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip
Politics and number

Once, shoved in ships, now we bloods and
Thugs with clips, niggaz who the clicks
Hit the clubs and shit, so they can rub their
Hugs and flicks, niggaz drugs and whips
Cash rules this rotten apple, they got a in it
Corrupt sinners, in my jeep
With the windows tinted, sippin
Observin all the clinics, and liquor
They make me lick a through the rooftop
I seen the glory
In the it's the same story
Ciggarette butts and coffee, black faces
And mouths, they cry out, for the white house
Ain't no wealth shared, it's
And poor care, self scared
senseless, the way they got our black princess
On public to end our existance

It's a blessing... to
a blessing...
(repeat 2x)
Yeahhyeahhh, it's a blessing, a blessing
a blessing... *fades*