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 follow the law of the eye
He looked at me, he about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is
Our are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow later than usual
on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I tell
You know I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new they build
Over money and religion there's more to spill
The wounds of in cotton fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy are straight broke
But my language universal be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the of thought
That my man Louis' just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal
up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, busting to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box 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 ourselves brave?)
living like mental slaves
Hiding thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look
Hiding like thieves in the from life
Illusions of oasis making you look

Yo, I'm sure that everybody out listening
That everything you see really how it be
A lot of jokers out in place, chasing 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, mirages and
More than usually, loudly
Saying nothing, you me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in usury
Foolishly, most men join the ranks
Buffoonishly accept the deception, the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the glass
Walking the street, wondering who be looking past
Looking gassed with them imported shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light rarely on
song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you control this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", when just sanitized the old shit
it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no
We either niggas or Kings, we either bitches or
The ritual seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short
Long barrel automatics released in bursts
The length of black is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them niggas secondary
type of illing that be filling up the cemetery
This life is but the soul is eternal
the real 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 only licensed, not live, we exciting
Cause the captors own the masters to what we
Not compassionate, polite, we well trained
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 after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man with the grave/Great
I give a damn if any fan my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the of God's memory like that y'all

A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of
Can't just the appearance, have to get the true essence
(They looking around)

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

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