Luyện nghe bài hát Theives In The Night

"Give me the fortune, the fame," said my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean 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 was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of
And so tomorrow coming than usual
Waiting on to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell
You what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the that's ill?
crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are broke
But my language universal be reciting my quotes
While R&B hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
That my man statements just provoked
up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet
Survival tactics means, gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too to box with God
Without faith, all of is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of necessary

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

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 going on beneath the empty
Most cats in my be loving the hysteria
Synthesized conceals the interior
America, of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
Your game is twisted, me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, the perception
Reflection rarely seen the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who be looking past
Looking gassed them imported designer shades on
Stars bright, but the light rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, different
Put you on a yacht but they won't it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", when just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another Jedi mind trick
That they been running stars through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no
We either niggas or Kings, we either bitches or
The ritual seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in bursts
The length of black life is with short worth
Get yours first, them other secondary
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 aggressive 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
the captors own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, just a game
Not good, but well cause the camera survey
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing after death 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 don't understand the true criteria of things
Can't accept the appearance, have to get the true essence
(They looking around)

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

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