Luyện nghe bài hát The Balance

Mr. Mix Mr. DJ that beat
Won't you play if for me? In the mix hop
hop back, hop, hop, hop

The second somebody dies else is born
are celebrating while other people mourn
Home may be to you but to me it's foreign
Even the matador don't the bull by the horns
One man's enemy is man's friend
One man's poisons is another man's
So let us stand, let us sit and let us
The changing of the guard, oh, it's so hard to it true

It's the of the scales, it can't be challenged or expelled
Soon as lost somebody else prevails
Some someone is quiet at the same time yells
Half full or half empty, water in the
It's the half and half the 50, 50 theory
Eerie as it may seem, your balance beam
It's the half and hypothesis the 50, 50 theory
as it may seem, check your balance beam

Now check your Balance Beamer a feather and a rock
whether or not you find the answer is really not the
See it's like and hate
(Love and hate)
The same emotion different
People love to hate so I know you know just how all relates
It's the posa and the negative, and mega live
Arm a leg a leg an arm by a nigga

Like big and small, short and
and day and so on, some people are bashful
Some people just to get their flow on
(They on)
So here goes one to on
I'ma go on and on and on till the are laid out
The scales of weighed out
Till your memory starts to fade out and game of life is played out
Got to balance out the don't we?

Balance your
Push and pull positions like the moon pulls on the
on one foot that's equilibrium
Opposites attract and retract that's a fact, I'm a Libra
180 degrees but not hot
So whether or not you the answer is really not the plot
(Really not the plot)
Because is receiving and seeing is believing
(And, and)
And the solar system so harmonious and even
It's balanced

people say life is about taking chances choices and decisions
Voices and opinions, and religion
Clues the past and cash and to the future
a possibility and probability on who's gonna execute yo ass
Some slow and analytical, some quick on the dash
heads or tails but the head usually leads the tail
So I tell my tales the head
'Cuz they're embedded my cells

Real quick let me you about a fact I know things will even out
You can disbelieve or doubt or even shout or leave it in your
'Cuz how you gone reason wit' grand Nature
Running Earth controlled by Father Time who's the chaser
living and dying homey, laughing and crying dude
Trying or lying my brother, walking or fool
Now half of you are find the time to shine
The other half gone find crime, money weed

Till it's to late in a state of mind
I just found my of mind, now they want a piece of mine
To late in a of mind
The orthodox is the unorthodox they just got you on the
The and the sane are the same
It's a damn shame so many aim is so lame

And their gain is so minimal, caught up in the
pleasure and pain, water for the flames, the wild and the tame
The style still remains if you use the right side of brain
Instead of against the grain
You can penetrate the to the point where
What remains is a stain of universal thang
we call balance, balance