Luyện nghe bài hát Thieves in the Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man
I agreed, know he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the 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 someone to pity us while we beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all but I can't tell
You know 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 there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of who buy records are straight broke
But my universal they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of
That my man Louis' statements just
Caught up, in of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet
Survival tactics means, busting gats to prove you
firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood

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

Yo, I'm sure everybody out listening 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 be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface the interior
America, of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
than usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
Your is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly the deception, believe the perception
Reflection seen across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who they be past
Looking gassed them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light stays on
Same song, just remixed, different
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave
Strangeness, you control this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi trick
That they been running across stars all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no
We either niggas or Kings, we either bitches or
The deadly ritual seems immersed in the
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 niggas secondary
That type of that be filling up the cemetery
This is temporary but the soul is eternal
the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the power directed
That's why we are subjected to the of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just
the captors own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, polite, we well trained
Our rehearsed in stage, it's 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 with the grave/Great
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 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 but well behaved
(Chasing death, so we can call ourselves brave?)
Still living like slaves
Hiding thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you twice
Hiding like in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look

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