Luyện nghe bài hát Blur My Hands

From the death, to the fire of death
To a flower outside my and oh man
Were you being polite with your hands?

Take time to me like court appointed attorneys
Restore the order, we join or adjourning
Less you join I'm up the journey
In all earnest, I go so
Takes another to turn me
Get it straight, I late on states
I'm just stating
How what I do, with grace takes nigga to turn mean
My means like blockbuster with a tick
And I kind but I don't hit
So you at the end, that's the part where you begin
I skip the bullshit so we can it where we win
Yeah, alert
I can hear you all saying "boy a jerk"
But it's though, know we gotta rule yo
Get in, we win and do it all again, ho

From the death, to the fire of death
To a outside of my grave and oh man
Were you just being polite with hands?
And it really I'm number one, and you're a fan
Well that's cool, cause I think number one too
Yeah that's cool, I think you're number one too
that's cool, cause I think you're number one

Now me and words, we made a deal, that I'm gon' keep 'em
And they show me their secrets, I can even cop a
Victorious, can't match wit, with
I match wig with wits, similarly can't mix matchsticks with
Only you can prevent I do
Only due can prevent my view
I matchsticks with wicks
Wicker man, a sip of liquor and
Spit the lip off
And flames, nigga get in the gang ah

the floating death, to the fire of death
To a outside of my grave and oh man
Were you just being polite your hands?
And it really means I'm one, and you're a fan
Well that's cool, cause I think number one too
Yeah cool, cause I think you're number one too
I think number one

It's road rage, a roll cage
Takes courage to run on roadways
I know you like "no way", but I'm a race
All so every Terry Fox moulding, go ahead
stop, go ahead
Sitting in your car, just to the bars
And there's traffic all and you feel like falling down
And the music that I'm spewing out, enough to him down
'Fore you know you watch your car with your walkin' round
And them dollars from the that went to S1 Production
And Sebastian on the hook, like dug by Michael Douglas
So don't start that walk Echo Park
My life's a and you caught up in the jam
Just show some love back to your one fan

the floating death, to the fire of death
To a outside of my grave and oh man
Were you being polite with your hands?
And it really means I'm one, and you're a fan
that's cool, cause I think you're number one too
Yeah that's cool, cause I think number one too
I you're number one