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 at me, he thought about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the is horrible
Our are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming than usual
Waiting on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't
You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, bills
Or is it the mindstate ill?
Creating crime to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and 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 records are straight
But my language they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we the boat of thought
That my man Louis' statements just
Caught up, in of our personal worth
Brought up, through species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too to box with God
Without faith, all of is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood

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

Yo, I'm sure that everybody out agree
That everything you see ain't how it be
A lot of out running in place, chasing the style
Be a lot going on beneath the smile
cats in my area be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the
America, of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the
Reflection rarely seen across the of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who they be looking
Looking gassed with imported designer shades on
shine bright, but the light rarely stays on
Same song, remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave
Strangeness, you don't this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", when they just sanitized the old
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind
they been running across stars through all the time with
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short
Long automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with worth
Get yours first, them other niggas
That type of illing be filling up the cemetery
This life is but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the power ain't
That's why we are subjected to the of the oppressive
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 that we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to ourselves brave
But everyday, man meet with the grave/Great
I give a if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like y'all

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

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

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