Luyện nghe bài hát Theives in The Night

"Give me the fortune, the fame," said my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the eye
He at me, he thought about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is
Our morals are out of place and got our full of sorrow
And so tomorrow later than usual
on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I tell
You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, bills
Or is it the that's ill?
Creating crime to fill the new prisons they build
money and religion there's more blood to spill
The of slaves in cotton fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy are straight broke
But my language universal they be reciting my
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the of thought
That my man Louis' just provoked
up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, gats to prove you hard
Your are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of necessary

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

Yo, I'm sure everybody out listening agree
That everything you see 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 surface the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection seen across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who they be past
Looking gassed with them imported designer on
Stars bright, but the light rarely stays on
song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you hold this
Screaming "brand new", when they just the old shit
it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across stars through all the with
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual seems in the perverse
Full of attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
barrel automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short
Get yours first, other niggas secondary
That of illing 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 cause the ain't directed
That's why we are to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we licensed, not live, we just exciting
Cause the own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we well
Our rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved the camera survey
of the things that we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to ourselves 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 people don't understand the true of things
Can't just the appearance, have to get the true essence
(They ain't around)

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

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