Luyện nghe bài hát Theives In The Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," my man Louis
I agreed, know what he because 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 coming later than usual
Waiting on someone to pity us we finding beauty in the hideous
They say 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 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 that never heal, what's the
A lot of cats who buy are straight broke
But my universal they be reciting my quotes
R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
That my man Louis' statements just
up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box God
Without faith, all of that is
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 like thieves in the night life
Illusions of oasis you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night life
Illusions of oasis making you twice

Yo, I'm sure that out listening agree
That everything you see really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, the style
Be a lot going on the empty smile
cats in my area be loving the hysteria
Synthesized conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
More than usually, speaking
nothing, you confusing me, you losing me
Your is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the glass
the street, wondering who they be looking past
Looking gassed them imported designer shades on
shine bright, but the light rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, arrangement
Put you on a but they won't call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely this
"brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever mind trick
That they been running stars through all the time with
I it's distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we bitches or Queens
The deadly seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and skirts
Long automatics released in short bursts
The length of life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, other niggas secondary
That type of illing be filling up the cemetery
This is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me you
Not strong, aggressive cause the power ain't directed
That's why we are to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we 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 camera
Most of the things we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to call ourselves
But everyday, next man meet the grave/Great
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 just accept the appearance, to get the true essence
(They ain't around)

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

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