Luyện nghe bài hát The Balance

Mr. Mix Mr. DJ play beat
you play 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
Home may be home to you but to me foreign
the matador don't pull the bull by the horns
One man's is another man's friend
One man's is another man's medicine
So let us stand, let us sit and let us
The changing of the guard, oh, it's so to keep it true

the balance of the scales, it can't be challenged or expelled
Soon as lost somebody else prevails
Some is quiet at the same time someone yells
Half or half empty, water in the well
It's the half and half hypothesis the 50, 50
Eerie as it may seem, your balance beam
It's the half and half 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 is really not the plot
See it's love and hate
(Love and hate)
The same emotion weight
People love to hate so I know you know just how all relates
It's the posa and the negative, mini and mega
Arm a leg a leg an arm headed by a

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

Balance your
Push and pull positions the moon pulls on the ocean
Balance on one foot equilibrium
Opposites attract and retract that's a fact, I'm a y'all
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 taking chances choices and decisions
Voices and opinions, and religion
Clues the past and and keys to the future
It's a possibility and probability on gonna execute yo ass
Some slow and analytical, some quick on the dash
Like heads or but the head usually leads the tail
So I tell my tales from the
'Cuz embedded inside my cells

Real quick let me tell you about a fact I know things even out
You can disbelieve or doubt or even shout or it in your mouth
'Cuz how you gone reason wit' grand Mother
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 of you are gone find the time to shine
The other half gone crime, money weed wine

Till to late in a disillusion 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 got you on the names
The insane and the sane are the
It's a shame so many people's aim is so lame

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