Luyện nghe bài hát Blur My Hands

From the floating death, to the of death
To a outside my grave and oh man
Were you just polite with your hands?

Take time to learn me like court appointed
Restore the order, we either join or
Less you join I'm up the journey
In all earnest, I go so
Takes nigga to turn me
Get it straight, I ain't late on
I'm sternly stating
How what I do, with takes another nigga to turn mean
My return means like blockbuster with a
And I ain't 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, spoiler
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 flower of my grave and oh man
Were you just being with your hands?
And it means I'm number one, and you're a fan
Well that's cool, cause I you're number one too
Yeah cool, cause I think you're number one too
Yeah that's cool, cause I you're number one

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

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

It's rage, without a roll cage
Takes courage to run on these
I you like "no way", but I'm a full race
All so every Terry Fox moulding, go ahead
Don't stop, go
Sitting in car, just listening to the bars
And traffic all around and you feel like falling down
And the music I'm spewing out, enough to calm him down
'Fore you know you watch your car with briefcase walkin' round
And them dollars from the that went to S1 Production
And Sebastian on the hook, like being dug by Michael
So don't start that through Echo Park
My a one-on-one and you caught up in the jam
Just some love back to your number one fan

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 means I'm number one, and you're a fan
Well that's cool, I think you're number one too
Yeah that's cool, cause I think number one too
I think number one