Luyện nghe bài hát Theives In The Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," my man Louis
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 thought it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the is horrible
Our are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow later than usual
on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't
You what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's
Creating crime rates to fill the new they build
Over money and religion more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that heal, what's the deal?
A lot of who buy records are straight broke
But my language they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we the boat of thought
my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the Earth
Survival tactics means, busting gats to prove you
Your firearms are too to box with God
faith, all of that is illusionary
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 living mental slaves
Hiding like thieves in the from life
Illusions of oasis you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night life
Illusions of making you look twice

Yo, I'm that everybody out listening agree
That everything you see really how it be
A lot of jokers out in place, chasing the style
Be a lot going on beneath the smile
Most cats in my be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
More than usually, loudly
nothing, you confusing me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me in your usury
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the
Reflection rarely across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, who they be looking past
Looking gassed with them imported designer on
Stars shine bright, but the rarely stays on
song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't 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 trick
they been running across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no
We niggas or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The ritual seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short spans, short 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
type of illing that be filling up the cemetery
This life is but the soul is eternal
Separate the from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the power ain't
That's why we are to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we licensed, not live, we just exciting
Cause the captors own the masters to we writing
Not compassionate, polite, we well trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's a game
Not good, but well cause the camera survey
Most of the that we think, do or say
We chasing after death to call ourselves brave
But everyday, man meet with the grave/Great
I give a damn if any fan my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's like that y'all

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

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

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