Luyện nghe bài hát Theives in The Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," my man Louis
I agreed, know he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is
Our morals are out of place and got our lives of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming later than
Waiting on to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
They say the root of all evil but I can't tell
You know I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate ill?
Creating crime rates to the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy are straight broke
But my universal they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the of thought
That my man Louis' just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our worth
Brought up, through endangered status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, busting gats to prove you
Your firearms are too short to box God
Without faith, all of that is
Raise my son, no of manhood necessary

Not (Only aggressive)
Not (We only licensed)
Not compassionate, polite (Now who the nicest?)
Not but well behaved
(Chasing after death, so we can ourselves brave?)
Still living like mental
Hiding like thieves in the from life
Illusions of oasis making you twice
Hiding thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look

Yo, I'm that everybody out listening agree
everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, chasing the
Be a lot on beneath the empty smile
Most in my area be loving the hysteria
Synthesized conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
More usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
Your game is twisted, me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men join the ranks
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the looking
Walking the street, wondering who they be looking
Looking gassed with them imported designer on
Stars shine bright, but the rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, different
Put you on a yacht but they call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold
Screaming "brand new", they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across through all the time with
I it's distressing, there's never no in-between
We niggas or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short
Long barrel automatics released in bursts
The length of life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other niggas
That type of that be filling up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the is eternal
Separate the from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive the power ain't directed
That's why we are subjected to the of the oppressive
Not free, we licensed, not live, we just exciting
Cause the captors own the to what we writing
Not compassionate, polite, we well trained
Our sincerity's in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but behaved cause the camera survey
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to call brave
But everyday, next man meet with the
I give a damn if any fan my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like y'all

A lot of don't understand the true criteria of things
just accept the appearance, have to get the true essence
(They looking around)

Not (Only aggressive)
Not free (We licensed)
Not compassionate, polite (Now who the nicest?)
Not good but well
(Chasing after death, so we can ourselves brave?)
Still living like slaves
Hiding like thieves in the night from
Illusions of oasis making you look
Hiding like in the night from life
Illusions of making you look twice

Stop hiding, hiding, stop hiding yo' face
Stop hiding, stop hiding, cause ain't no hiding