Luyện nghe bài hát Theives in The Night

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

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

Yo, I'm sure that everybody out listening
everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, the style
Be a lot going on beneath the empty
Most cats in my be loving the hysteria
Synthesized conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your
Foolishly, most men the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the
rarely seen across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, who they be looking past
Looking gassed with them designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the rarely stays on
Same song, remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a ship
Strangeness, you control this, you barely hold this
"brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, another clever Jedi mind trick
That been running across stars through all the time with
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we either or Queens
The deadly ritual seems in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, tempers, and short skirts
Long automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with worth
Get yours first, them niggas secondary
That of illing that be filling up the cemetery
life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the power ain't
That's why we are subjected to the will of the
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just
Cause the own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, just a game
Not good, but well cause the camera survey
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man with the grave/Great
I give a damn if any fan recall my
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like that

A lot of people understand the true criteria of things
Can't just accept the appearance, have to get the true
(They ain't around)

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

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