Luyện nghe bài hát Theives in The Night

[talib
Yo dee (what? )
on (yeah..)
What? what? on
(yeah)

"give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the lie
I him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He at me, he thought about it
Was like, "i'm clueless, "
The was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our full of sorrow
And so tomorrow later than usual
on someone to pity us
While we findin in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't
Youknowhatimean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar
Or is it the that's ill?
Creating crime rates to the new prisons they build
money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never
What's the
A lot of cats who buy records are straight
But my language universal they be my quotes
While r&b singers hit bad notes, we the boat
Of thought, that my man louis' just 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 firearms are too short to box god
Without faith, all of is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of necessary

[m.d.] not
[t.k.] aggressive
[m.d.] not
[t.k.] we licensed
[m.d.] not compassioniate, only
[t.k.] now who the
[m.d.] not good but behaved
[t.k.] chasin after
So we can call ourselves
[m.d.] livin like mental slaves
[both] hidin like thieves in the night life
Illusions of oasis you look twice
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look

[mos
Yo, I'm that everbody out listenin agree
That everything you see ain't how it be
A lot of jokers out in place, chasin the style
Be a lot goin on beneath the empty
Most in my area be lovin the hysteria
Synthesized conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, and camoflauges
More than usually -- speakin loudly, nothin
You me, you losin me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in usary
Foolishly, most men join the cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the
rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass
Walkin the street, who they be lookin past
Lookin gassed with them imported shades on
Stars bright, but the light -- rarely stays on
song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but won't call it a slaveship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold
Screamin brand new, they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever mind trick
That they runnin across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressin, there's never no
We either or kings
We either bitches or
The deadly seems immersed, in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics in short bursts
The of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other secondary
That of illin that be fillin up the cemetary
This life is temporary but the is eternal
Separate the real the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the ain't directed
That's why, we are subjected to the of the oppressive
Not free, we licensed
Not live, we excitin
the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin
Not compassionate, only polite, we well
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, just a game
Not good, but well cause the ca-me-ra survey
of the things that we think, do, or say
We chasin after death just to call brave
But everyday, next man meet with the
I a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm to live life in the sight of god's memory
Like y'all

[mos
A lot of people don't the true criteria of things
just accept the appearance
Have to get the essence

[talib
ain't lookin around

[m.d.] not
[t.k.] aggressive
[m.d.] not
[t.k.] we licensed
[m.d.] not compassioniate, only
[t.k.] now who the
[m.d.] not but well behaved
[t.k.] chasin death
So we can ourselves brave?
[m.d.] still like mental slaves
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you twice
[both] hidin like thieves in the night life
Illusions of oasis makin you look
[both] like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you twice
[both] hidin thieves in the night from life
Illusions of makin you look twice

def (singing)]
Stop hidin, hidin, stop hidin yo' face
Stop hidin, stop hidin, cause ain't no place
* 2x*

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