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 asked him why we follow the law of the eye
He looked at me, he thought it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our full of sorrow
And so coming later 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 tell
You what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's
Creating crime to fill the new prisons they build
Over and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight
But my universal they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we the boat of thought
That my man Louis' just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal
up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, busting gats to you hard
Your firearms are too short to box God
Without faith, all of is illusionary
Raise my son, no of manhood 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?)
Still living mental slaves
Hiding like thieves in the night life
of oasis making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night life
Illusions of making you look twice

Yo, I'm sure that out listening agree
That you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, the style
Be a lot going on the empty smile
Most cats in my area be the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the
America, of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
More than usually, speaking
Saying nothing, you me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your
Foolishly, most men the ranks cluelessly
accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen the surface of the looking glass
the street, wondering who they be looking past
Looking gassed with them designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light rarely on
song, just 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, just clever Jedi mind trick
That been running across stars through all the time with
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We niggas or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The deadly seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in short
The length of black is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other secondary
type of illing that be filling up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the is eternal
Separate the real the lie, let me learn 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
the captors own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, polite, we well trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, just a game
Not good, but well cause the camera survey
of the things that we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to call brave
But everyday, next man with the grave/Great
I give a damn if any fan my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like that

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

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

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