[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
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
[Verse 1: 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 pen, awaiting patient
Dreams of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip
Politics and number slips
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
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
[Verse 1: 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 pen, awaiting patient
Dreams of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip
Politics and number slips
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