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 follow the law of the eye
He looked at me, he about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of and got our lives full of sorrow
And so coming later than usual
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 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
Over money and religion there's more to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy are straight broke
But my language they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we the boat of thought
That my man Louis' statements provoked
up, in conversations of our personal worth
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
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood

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

Yo, I'm sure everybody out listening agree
everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, chasing the
Be a lot on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be the hysteria
surface conceals the interior
America, of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
More than usually, speaking
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men join the ranks
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
Reflection seen across the surface of the looking glass
the street, wondering who they be looking past
Looking gassed them imported designer shades on
Stars bright, but the light rarely stays on
song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't it a slave ship
Strangeness, you control this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", when they just the old shit
Suppose it's, just clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across stars through all the time
I find it's distressing, there's no in-between
We niggas or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual seems immersed in the
Full of attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in bursts
The length of black life is treated with short
Get yours first, them niggas secondary
That type of that be filling up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me you
Not strong, only cause the power ain't directed
That's why we are to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just
the captors own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we well
Our sincerity's in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved the camera survey
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the
I give a if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to life in the sight of God's memory like that y'all

A lot of people understand the true criteria of things
just accept the appearance, have to get the true essence
(They looking around)

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

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