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
.] 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
put their hand in the candy dish to pull a mint? Government, taste the thieves descent I heard you were a prankster, ultimate gangster Daytime shooter, night
't hurt Wear protection from the heats, so I don't get burnt I got no time to be a star (*echoes star, star, star*) I go straight from the car to the
just for awhile We stole the friendship that bound us together We stole the burning sun in the open sky We stole the twinkling stars in the black night
like back streets of sickness Or disease, and our weakness, we bleed Deceive to believe in this modern Eden, we thieve Conceive through this belly, we beasts Ninety thieves
night with paradise Bring me peach and peacock 'till I burst But first, I want a soft touch In the right place I want to feel like a king tonight Ten on the black
and mathematicians Practitioners of black magic We make music from used up junk and bad luck dreams Liars and losers Emus and aardvarks Gypsies and pen thieves
said, ?I'll spot you troop? The night is on my mind, the sun'll still shine But now the night is on my mind, the night is on the mind The night is on
like it's all good Start blowin' like suge and your dashboard's all wood Rims 18 inch And your boys switch cars Like rich stars Drinkin' liquor in strip
.] 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
, standin' on the corner with her whole damn crew I'm ridin' down the block with her girlfriend In the next nigga's car, lookin' like a star Shades, blackness
of fate To take the reins of pleasure Now night wane mirrors freeze in seizure At the glimpse of charmed pins in her thighs Ballrooms filled with black
Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light A swansong for ravens trapped flapping in night A tragic yet magical fall from grace Too awful to taste for
third of stars to darkness Then thunder seethed and wreathed in thickening night A line was drawn midst wrong and right and across the throats of thieves
I see no reason why I should not smite with vengeance And hurl thieves down from paradise For storms before were as nothing more Than a breeze next to this night