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 looked at me, he thought it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming than usual
Waiting on someone to pity us we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all but I can't tell
You what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's
Creating crime rates to the new prisons they build
money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are broke
But my language universal they be my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of
my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our worth
Brought up, through endangered species on the planet Earth
Survival means, busting gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too to box with God
Without faith, all of that is
my son, no vindication of manhood necessary

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

Yo, I'm sure everybody out listening agree
That you see ain't really how it be
A lot of out running in place, chasing the style
Be a lot going on beneath the empty
Most cats in my area be loving the
Synthesized surface the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
More than usually, speaking
Saying nothing, you me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the
Reflection rarely across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, who they be looking past
Looking gassed with them imported shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light rarely on
song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you hold this
"brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind
That they been running across through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's no in-between
We either or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual immersed in the perverse
Full of short spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics in short bursts
The of black life is treated with short worth
Get first, them other niggas secondary
That type of illing that be filling up the
This life is temporary but the is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the ain't directed
That's why we are subjected to the of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just
Cause the captors own the masters to what we
Not compassionate, only polite, we trained
Our rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the camera
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing after death to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet the grave/Great
I a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of memory like that y'all

A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of
Can't just the appearance, have to get the true essence
(They ain't 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 mental
like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look
Hiding like thieves in the night from
Illusions of oasis you look twice

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