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 the truest 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 is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of
And so tomorrow coming later usual
Waiting on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the
They say money's the of all evil but I can't tell
You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, bills
Or is it the mindstate ill?
Creating crime to fill 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 records are broke
But my language universal they be my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the of thought
my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal
Brought up, endangered species status on the planet Earth
tactics means, busting gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too to box with God
Without faith, all of that is
my son, no vindication of manhood necessary

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

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

A lot of people don't understand the criteria of things
Can't just 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 like in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you twice
like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you twice

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