Luyện nghe bài hát Thieves in the Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man
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 question was rhetorical, the is horrible
Our are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so coming later than usual
on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all but I can't tell
You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar
Or is it the mindstate ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal, what's the
A lot of cats who buy are straight broke
But my language universal be reciting my quotes
R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
That my man Louis' statements provoked
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 are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood

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 living mental slaves
Hiding like in the night from life
Illusions of making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the from life
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 in my area be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
More than usually, speaking
Saying nothing, you me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your
Foolishly, most men join the ranks
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
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 light rarely on
Same song, just remixed, different
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave
Strangeness, you don't this, you barely hold this
"brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running stars through all the time with
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We either or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
The deadly seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, tempers, and short skirts
barrel automatics released in short bursts
The of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them niggas secondary
That type of illing that be up the cemetery
This life is but the soul is eternal
Separate the real 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 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 behaved cause the survey
of the things that we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to call ourselves
But everyday, next man meet the grave/Great
I give a damn if any fan my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory 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 ain't around)

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

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