Luyện nghe bài hát Theives in The Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man
I agreed, know what he mean because we 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 was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our full of sorrow
And so coming later than usual
Waiting on someone to us while we finding 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, dollar
Or is it the mindstate ill?
Creating crime to fill the new prisons they build
Over and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of in cotton fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are broke
But my language universal be reciting my quotes
R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock 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 to prove you hard
Your 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 in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you twice
Hiding like thieves in the from life
Illusions of making you look twice

Yo, I'm that everybody out listening agree
everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out in place, chasing the style
Be a lot on beneath the empty smile
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 me, you losing me
game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men join the ranks
Buffoonishly accept the deception, the perception
Reflection rarely seen the surface of the looking glass
the street, wondering who they be looking past
Looking gassed them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light rarely on
Same song, just remixed, arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave
Strangeness, you control this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", when just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever mind trick
they been running across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no
We either or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics in short bursts
The length of black life is with short worth
Get yours first, other niggas secondary
That type of illing be filling up the cemetery
This life is but the soul is eternal
the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the ain't directed
That's why we are subjected to the will of the
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just
Cause the captors own the to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the survey
Most of the that we think, do or say
We chasing after death to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man with the grave/Great
I a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's like that y'all

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

Not (Only aggressive)
Not (We only licensed)
Not compassionate, polite (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
Illusions of oasis you look twice
Hiding like in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you twice

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