Blessed Are Those

[Intro] No monument will mark my resting place. I will leave only this, the story of my life. I have lived fully and deeply. I have tasted passion, crime and even murder. It is for you to judge me. You must weigh the good against the evil, the passion against the tenderness, the crime against the charity, the pleasure against the pain [Chorus: Killah Priest] It goes: life, difficult times and mad crimes Some pay the price, while others refine Blessed are those who struggle, God loves you And Wisdom is the principle thing for Kings and Queens (repeat 2X) [Verse One: Killah Priest]+ Many of lives will end, it's like a sad song from a violin Trapped like Daniel's in the Lion's Den Tryna pierce the iron skin of Leviathan Souls blowing in the violent winds God help us, if we die in sin I hear the trials in the cries of men, that's when the riot begins Like things never get better, we forever Serving Nebuchadnezzar since the days of our ancestors Slaves to a mad pleasure, building great architectures Sharp dressers, smart professors Start my lecture, I build lyrics like an art director Show it to you like the film projector Blessed Are Those who struggle, from day to day we all hustle Coming home with sore muscles, scarred faces Scuffed knuckles, we all share the same trouble Separated couples, sometimes it seem like There's no escaping, the clutches of Satan Spending years in state pens, awaiting patient Dreams of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip Politics and number slips [Hook] [Verse Two: Killah Priest Once shoved in ships, now we Bloods and Crips Thugs with clips, niggas who love their cliques Hit the clubs and shit so they can rub their hips Hugs and flicks, niggas with drugs and whips Cash Rules this Rotten Apple, they got a worm in it Corrupt sinners, in my man's Jeep With the windows tinted, sipping Guinness Observing all the clinics and liquor spots They make me lick a shot through the rooftop I never seen the glory, in the ghetto it's the same story Cigarette butts and cold coffee Black faces and white mouths They cry out, for the White House Ain't no wealth shared, it's welfare And poor health care, self scared It's senseless, the way they got our black princess On public assistance to end our existence [Hook] It's a blessing... to struggle It's a blessing... (repeat 2X) Yeahhyeahhh, it's a blessing, just a blessing It's a blessing... *fades*