Luyện nghe bài hát Theives In The Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the eye
He at me, he thought about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is
Our morals are out of and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming than usual
Waiting on to pity 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, shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate ill?
crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion more blood 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 universal they be my quotes
While R&B hit bad notes, we rock 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 to prove you hard
firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of necessary

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

Yo, I'm sure that everybody out listening
That everything you see ain't how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, the style
Be a lot going on beneath the smile
Most cats in my be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface the interior
America, of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you me, you losing me
game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
Reflection seen across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, who they be looking past
Looking gassed them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light stays 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
"brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running stars through all the time with
I find it's distressing, never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we either or Queens
The deadly ritual seems immersed in the
of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short
Get yours first, them niggas secondary
That type of illing be filling up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the soul is
the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the ain't directed
why we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we licensed, not live, we just exciting
the captors own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we well
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the survey
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing death just 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 God's memory like that

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

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

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