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 thought it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the is horrible
Our morals are out of 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 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?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons build
money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are broke
But my language universal they be my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the of thought
That my man Louis' statements just
Caught up, in conversations of our worth
up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival means, busting gats to prove you hard
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, 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 from life
Illusions of making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the from life
of oasis making you look twice

Yo, I'm sure that out listening agree
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
Most cats in my be loving the hysteria
surface conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and
More usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
Your game is twisted, me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the looking
Walking the street, wondering who be looking past
Looking gassed with them imported shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light stays on
Same song, just remixed, arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold
"brand new", when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another Jedi mind trick
That they been running stars through all the time with
I find distressing, there's never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual seems in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and skirts
barrel automatics released in short bursts
The of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other niggas
That type of illing be filling up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the soul is
Separate the real from the lie, let me you
Not strong, only aggressive cause the ain't directed
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 well
Our sincerity's in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well cause the camera survey
Most of the that we think, do or say
We after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the
I a damn 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 people understand the true criteria of things
Can't just accept the appearance, have to get the true
(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 call brave?)
Still like mental slaves
Hiding like thieves in the night life
Illusions of oasis making you look
Hiding like in the night from life
of oasis making you look twice

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