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Viewing Lyrics for Theives In The Night:

Artist:Talib Kweli & Hi Tek F/ Mos Def
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Album:Miscellaneous
Track:Theives In The Night
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:[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 lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He
looked at me, he thought about it
Was like, "I'm 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 money's the root of all evil but I can't tell

YouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's
ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion
there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
What'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 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


[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 agree

That everything you see ain't 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 won't call it a slaveship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold
this
Screamin brand new, when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another
clever Jedi mind trick
That they been runnin across stars through all the time with
I find
it's distressin, there's 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 ain't directed
That's 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 sincerity's
rehearsed in stage, it's 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
I'm tryin to live life in the sight of God's memory
Like that y'all

[Mos
Def]
A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of things
Can't just accept the
appearance
Have to get the true essence

[Talib Kweli]
They ain't lookin
around

[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
[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 (singing)]
Stop hidin,
stop hidin, stop hidin your face
Stop hidin, stop hidin, cause ain't no hiding place
*
repeat 2X*

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