Luyện nghe bài hát Blessed Are Those

It goes: life, times, and mad crimes
Some pay the price, while refine
Blessed are those who struggle -- God you
And wisdom is the thing for kings and queens
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Many alliance will end, it's like a sad
From a violin, trapped daniel's in the lion's den
Tryin to pie-rce the skin, of leviathan
Souls in the violent winds
God help us, if we die in sign, I the trials
In the cries of men, that's when the begins
things never get better, we forever
Servin ebekenezer, the days of our ancestors
Slaves to a mad pleasure, building great
Sharp dressers, smart
Start my lecture, I lyrics like a art director
Show it to you like the film
Blessed are who struggle, from day to day we all hustle
Comin home with muscles, and scarred faces
Scuffed knuckles, we all share the same
Seperated couples, sometimes it seem
no escapin, the clutches of satan
Spendin in state pens, awaitin patient
of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip
Politics and number

Once, shoved in ships, now we and crips
Thugs with clips, who love the clicks
Hit the and shit, so they can rub their hips
and flicks, niggaz with drugs and whips
Cash rules this rotten apple, they got a in it
sinners, in my man's jeep
With the tinted, sippin guinness
all the clinics, and liquor spots
They make me lick a through the rooftop
I never seen the
In the ghetto it's the story
butts and cold coffee, black faces
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 got our black princess
On public assistance to end our

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