Luyện nghe bài hát Theives in The Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man
I agreed, know he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we 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 morals are out of and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming later than
Waiting on someone to pity us we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I tell
You know I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the that's ill?
Creating rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight
But my language universal they be my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we the boat of thought
That my man statements just provoked
Caught up, in of our personal worth
up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, busting gats to you hard
Your are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is
Raise my son, no of manhood necessary

Not (Only aggressive)
Not (We only licensed)
Not compassionate, only (Now who the nicest?)
Not good but behaved
(Chasing after death, so we can ourselves brave?)
Still living like slaves
Hiding like in the night from life
Illusions of making you look twice
Hiding thieves in the night from life
of oasis 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 empty
Most cats in my area be the hysteria
Synthesized conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
Your is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men join the cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the
Reflection rarely seen across the of the looking glass
the street, wondering who they be looking past
Looking with them imported designer shades on
Stars bright, but the light rarely stays on
song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a but they won't call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you hold this
Screaming "brand new", when they sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across stars all the time with
I find it's distressing, never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we either or Queens
The ritual seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics in short bursts
The length of black is treated with short worth
Get first, them other niggas secondary
That type of illing that be filling up the
This is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive the power ain't directed
why we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we exciting
Cause the captors own the to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we well
Our rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the camera
of the things that we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to call brave
But everyday, next man meet 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 (We only licensed)
Not compassionate, only (Now who the nicest?)
Not good but behaved
(Chasing death, so we can call ourselves brave?)
Still living mental slaves
Hiding like thieves in the night life
Illusions of making you look twice
like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of making you look twice

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