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 the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he about 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 coming later than
Waiting on someone to pity us while we beauty in the hideous
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 that's
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons build
Over money and religion there's more to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal, the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight
But my language universal be reciting my quotes
R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
That my man statements just provoked
Caught up, in of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, busting to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box 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 night from
Illusions of making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night from
Illusions of making you look twice

Yo, I'm sure that everybody out agree
That you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, the style
Be a lot on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be loving the
Synthesized surface conceals the
America, land of opportunity, mirages and
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who they be past
Looking gassed with them designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light rarely on
Same song, remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a but they won't call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold
"brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another Jedi mind trick
That they been running across stars through all the time
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we either bitches or
The deadly seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and skirts
Long barrel automatics released in bursts
The length of black life is treated short worth
Get yours first, them other niggas
That type of illing that be filling up the
This is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, aggressive cause the power 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 just a
Not good, but well behaved the camera survey
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing after 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 live life in the sight of God's memory like that

A lot of people understand the true criteria of things
Can't just accept the appearance, 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 after death, so we can call brave?)
Still like mental slaves
Hiding like thieves in the night life
Illusions of oasis you look twice
like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look

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