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TALIB KWELI

Theives In The Night

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  underground hip-hop  new york
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Текст песни TALIB KWELI - Theives In The Night




[Talib Kweli]Yo Dee (What?)Come on (Yeah..)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 lieI asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eyeHe looked at me, he thought about itWas like, ";I'm clueless, why?";The question was rhetorical, the answer is horribleOur morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrowAnd so tomorrow comin later than usualWaitin' on someone to pity usWhile we findin beauty in the hideousThey say money's the root of all evil but I can't tellYouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar billsOr is it the mindstate that's ill?Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they buildOver money and religion there's more blood to spillThe wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never healWhat's the deal?A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke But my language universal they be recitin my quotes While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boatof thought, that my man Louis' statements just provokedCaught up, in conversations of our personal worthBrought up, through endangered species status on the planet EarthSurvival tactics means, bustin gats to prove you hardYour firearms are too short to box with GodWithout faith, all of that is illusionary Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary[M.D.] Not strong[T.K.] Only aggressive[M.D.] Not free[T.K.] We only licensed[M.D.] Not compassioniate, only polite[T.K.] Now who the nicest?[M.D.] Not good but well behaved[T.K.] Chasin after death so we can call ourselves brave?[M.D.] Still livin like mental slaves[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin you look twice[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin you look twice[Mos Def]Yo, I'm sure that everbody out listenin agreeThat everything you see ain't really how it beA lot of jokers out runnin in place, chasin the styleBe a lot goin on beneath the empty smileMost cats in my area be lovin the hysteriaSynthesized surface conceals the interiorAmerica, land of opportunity, mirages and camoflaugesMore than usually -- speakin loudly, sayin nothinYou confusin me, you losin meYour game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usaryFoolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perceptionReflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glassWalkin the street, wonderin who they be lookin pastLookin gassed with them imported designer shades onStars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays onSame song, just remixed, different arrangementPut you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold thisScreamin brand new, when they just sanitized the old shitSuppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trickThat they been runnin across stars through all the time withI find it's distressin, there's never no in-betweenWe either niggaz or KingsWe either bitches or QueensThe deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverseFull of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirtsLong barrel automatics released in short burstsThe length of black life is treated with short worthGet yours first, them other niggaz secondaryThat type of illin that be fillin up the cemetaryThis life is temporary but the soul is eternalSeparate the real from the lie, let me learn youNot strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't directedThat's why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressiveNot free, we only licensedNot live, we just excitinCause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writinNot compassionate, only polite, we well trainedOur sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game




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