Luyện nghe bài hát Thieves in the Night

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," my man Louis
I agreed, know he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we the law of the bluest eye
He at me, he thought about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives of sorrow
And so coming later than usual
Waiting on someone to pity us we finding beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all 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 they
Over and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of who buy records are straight broke
But my language they be reciting my quotes
R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
That my man Louis' just provoked
Caught up, in of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet
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 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 like thieves in the night life
Illusions of oasis making you look
Hiding like thieves in the night from
of oasis making you look twice

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 beneath the smile
Most cats in my area be the hysteria
Synthesized conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camouflages
More usually, speaking loudly
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your
Foolishly, most men join the ranks
Buffoonishly accept the deception, the perception
Reflection rarely across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who they be past
Looking gassed with them designer shades on
shine bright, but the light rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, different
Put you on a yacht but won't call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't this, you barely hold this
Screaming "brand new", when they just sanitized the old
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi trick
That they been running across stars all the time with
I find it's distressing, never no in-between
We either niggas or Kings, we either or Queens
The deadly ritual immersed in the perverse
Full of attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
barrel automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short
Get yours first, other niggas secondary
That type of illing that be up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the soul is
Separate the real from the lie, let me you
Not strong, only aggressive 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 own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we well
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 chasing after death just to call ourselves
But everyday, next man meet with the
I a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like that

A lot of people don't understand the true 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, only (Now who the nicest?)
Not good but behaved
(Chasing after death, so we can call brave?)
living like mental slaves
Hiding like in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you twice
Hiding like thieves in the night life
of oasis making you look twice

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