Luyện nghe bài hát Theives In The Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," my man Louis
I agreed, what he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is
Our are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming later usual
Waiting on to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the of all evil but I can't tell
You know I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's
crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be reciting my
While R&B hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
That my man statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal
Brought up, through endangered 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 that is
my son, no vindication of manhood necessary

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

Yo, I'm sure that out listening agree
That everything you see ain't how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, chasing the
Be a lot on beneath the empty smile
Most in my area be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and
More usually, speaking loudly
nothing, you confusing me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the looking
Walking the street, wondering who they be looking
Looking gassed with them designer shades on
Stars bright, but the light rarely stays on
Same song, remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but won't call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold
Screaming "brand new", when they just the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind
That they been running across stars through all the with
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we either bitches or
The deadly seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, tempers, and short skirts
Long automatics released in short bursts
The length of life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other niggas
That type of illing be filling up the cemetery
life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only cause the power ain't directed
That's why we are subjected to the will of the
Not free, we licensed, not live, we just exciting
Cause the captors own the to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we trained
Our rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but behaved cause the camera survey
of the things that we think, do or say
We chasing after death to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet the grave/Great
I give a if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of memory like that y'all

A lot of don't understand the true 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 good but well
(Chasing death, so we can call ourselves brave?)
Still living like slaves
like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look
like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of making you look twice

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