Luyện nghe bài hát The Balance

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

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

It's the balance of the scales, it be challenged or expelled
Soon as somebody lost somebody else
Some someone is quiet at the same time yells
Half full or empty, water in the well
the half and half hypothesis the 50, 50 theory
Eerie as it may seem, check balance beam
It's the half and hypothesis the 50, 50 theory
Eerie as it may seem, check balance beam

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

Like big and small, short and
Night and day and so on, people are bashful
Some people just love to get their on
(They on)
So here one to grow on
I'ma go on and on and on the principles are laid out
The scales of weighed out
Till your memory starts to fade out and your game of life is out
Got to balance out the power we?

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

Some people say life is about taking chances 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 and analytical, some quick fast on the dash
Like heads or tails but the head usually leads the
So I my tales from the head
'Cuz they're embedded inside my

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

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

And gain is so minimal, caught up in the subliminal
It's pleasure and pain, for the flames, the wild and the tame
The style still if you use the right side of your brain
Instead of against the grain
You can the vein to the point where
What remains is a of this universal thang
That we call balance,