Luyện nghe bài hát Sun Vs Moon

devil,
devil,
(repeat x4 then continues "settle their differences")

The only exists because of your belief in him,
Same goes for that guy,
I believe the sun is simply the shine from the moon (word?)
Stealing its spotlight, have a cockfight at noon,
To settle differences,
At midnight, rematch,
To stir up similarities on turntables,
chicken scratch proved to be unreadable,
The determining in who gets the pitch to control the tides,
No one a victor unless they give a fair listen to both the sides,
low-lives,
We go jerking off to the eclipse,
The sun was pulling cheap doing commercial body tricks,
the back,
the leg,
I he even did a headspin,
On a that sounded whack,
But excellent,
All of the sudden it dim,
The crater face in,
Puts mexican on the Technics,
He's "Let's begin",
He conducted an so dope the sun started sweatin' him,
I guess he'd expected to win on artistic merit,
Composing complex with nothin but soundbytes,
out the lights,
Made MCs too self conscious the master mics,
For a nights,
It continued a single slip up,
Except once the skipped,
But it kinda cool,

And fit the rhythm he was juggling,
out of country western albums spinning,
It is plain that he had to win,
But as always due to judging,
They a tie - Now it's do or die.

The sun was like,
no no no,
But the was like,
go go go,
(repeat x3)

And the sun was chosen,
I to the conclusion,
guy doesn't know what he's doin'.

not a woman,
He's a big guy in the sky,
And the deserts are of his eyes,
He cry for us,
But he does,
cause he's drunk,
(Say What?),
not a woman,
He's a big guy in the sky,
And the are reflections of his eyes,
He cry for us,
But he does,
cause he's drunk,
And always fucked up,
up,

not a woman,
a bitch.

(Backmasked:
Jesus,
Do everything your mother you,
thy Neighbor,
Do not everyone,
Shit, Pussy)

devil,
devil,
(repeat x4)

This is one clapping alone,
This is the violin, (violin)
Run rabbit when they fight to kill baddest poem,
The is the fucking white man,
is one hand clapping alone,
This is the violin, (violin)
Run rabbit when fight to kill your baddest poem,
The man (the white man).

(Th-th-the devil)..