Lyrics Thieves In The Night - Black Star

Thieves In The Night

What?
what?
come on
(yeah)
«give me the fortune, keep the fame,"said my man louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought about it Was like, «im clueless, why?
«The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow comin later than usual
Waitin on someone to pity us While we findin beauty in the hideous
They say moneys the root of all evil but I cant tell
Youknowhatimean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate thats ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion theres more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
Whats the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be recitin my «es While r&b singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat
Of thought, that my man louis statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet earth
Survival tactics means, bustin gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box with god
Without faith, all of that is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary
not strong
only aggressive
not free
we only licensed
not compassioniate, only polite
now who the nicest?
not good but well behaved
chasin after death
So we can call ourselves brave?
still livin like mental slaves
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
Yo, Im sure that everbody out listenin agree
That everything you see aint really how it be
A lot of jokers out runnin in place, chasin the style
Be a lot goin on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be lovin the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and camoflauges
More than usually -- speakin loudly, sayin nothin
You confusin me, you losin me Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary
Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass
Walkin the street, wonderin who they be lookin past
Lookin gassed with them imported designer shades on Stars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays on Same song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they wont call it a slaveship
Strangeness, you dont control this, you barely hold this
Screamin brand new, when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose its, just another clever jedi mind trick
That they been runnin across stars through all the time with
I find its distressin, theres never no in-between
We either niggaz or kings
We either bitches or queens
The deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other niggaz secondary
That type of illin that be fillin up the cemetary
This life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power aint directed
Thats why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed
Not live, we just excitin
Cause the captors.
own the masters.
to what we writin
Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained
Our sinceritys rehearsed in stage, its just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the ca-me-ra survey
Most of the things that we think, do, or say
We chasin after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the grave
I give a damn if any fam recall my legacy
Im tryin to live life in the sight of gods memory
Like that yall
A lot of people dont understand the true criteria of things
Cant just accept the appearance
Have to get the true essence
They aint lookin around
not strong
only aggressive
not free
we only licensed
not compassioniate, only polite
now who the nicest?
not good but well behaved
chasin after death
So we can call ourselves brave?
still livin like mental slaves
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
hidin like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin you look twice
Stop hidin, stop hidin, stop hidin your face
Stop hidin, stop hidin, cause aint no hiding place
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