Luyện nghe bài hát Theives in The Night

[talib
Yo dee (what? )
on (yeah..)
What? what? on
(yeah)

"give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man
I agreed, know what he mean because we the truest lie
I him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought it
Was like, "i'm clueless, "
The question was rhetorical, the is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our full of sorrow
And so tomorrow comin later usual
Waitin' on to pity us
we findin beauty in the hideous
They say money's the of all evil but I can't tell
Youknowhatimean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, bills
Or is it the mindstate that's
Creating crime rates to fill the new they build
Over money and religion there's blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton that never heal
the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are broke
But my language universal they be recitin my
While r&b hit bad notes, we rock the boat
Of thought, my man louis' statements just provoked
up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered status on the planet earth
Survival tactics means, bustin to prove you hard
Your firearms are too to box with god
Without faith, all of that is
Raise my son, no of manhood necessary

[m.d.] not
[t.k.] aggressive
[m.d.] not
[t.k.] we only
[m.d.] not compassioniate, polite
[t.k.] now who the
[m.d.] not but well behaved
[t.k.] chasin after
So we can call ourselves
[m.d.] livin like mental slaves
[both] hidin like thieves in the night from
Illusions of makin you look twice
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of makin you look twice

[mos
Yo, I'm sure everbody out listenin agree
everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out in place, chasin the style
Be a lot goin on the empty smile
Most cats in my be lovin the hysteria
Synthesized surface the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camoflauges
More than usually -- loudly, sayin nothin
You confusin me, you me
game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary
Foolishly, most men the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the glass
Walkin the street, wonderin who they be past
Lookin gassed with them imported shades on
Stars bright, but the light -- rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, arrangement
Put you on a but they won't call it a slaveship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold
brand new, when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever mind trick
That they runnin across stars through all the time with
I find distressin, there's never no in-between
We niggaz or kings
We bitches or queens
The ritual seems immersed, in the perverse
Full of attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel released in short bursts
The of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, other niggaz secondary
That type of illin that be fillin up the
This is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't
That's why, we are subjected to the will of the
Not free, we licensed
Not live, we excitin
the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin
Not compassionate, only polite, we trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's a game
Not good, but well behaved the ca-me-ra survey
Most of the things we think, do, or say
We after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, man meet with the grave
I give a damn if any fan my legacy
I'm tryin to life in the sight of god's memory
that y'all

[mos
A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of
Can't just accept the
to get the true essence

[talib
They ain't lookin

[m.d.] not
[t.k.] only
[m.d.] not
[t.k.] we licensed
[m.d.] not compassioniate, only
[t.k.] now who the
[m.d.] not but well behaved
[t.k.] after death
So we can call ourselves
[m.d.] still livin like slaves
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis you look twice
[both] like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you twice
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis you look twice

def (singing)]
Stop hidin, stop hidin, stop yo' face
Stop hidin, hidin, cause ain't no hidin place
* 2x*

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