Blur my hands 创作者:
Lupe Fiasco
Lupe Fiasco

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调:Bb minor
Verse 1
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Am
Em
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Am
Em
From the
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floating death,
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to the fire of death
Am
Em
To a flower outside my
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grave and oh man
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Am
Were you just being
Em
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polite with your hands?
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Take time to learn me like court appointed attorneys
Verse 2
Am
Em
Restore the order,
we either join or adjourning
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Less you join I'm
up performing the journey
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Em
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In all earnest, I go so Bernie
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Takes another nigga to turn me
Em
Get it straight, I ain't late on states
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I'm just sternly stating
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How what I do,
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with grace takes another nigga to turn mean
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My return means like
blockbuster with a tick
And I ain't kind but I don't hit
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So you starting at the end,
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that's the part where you begin
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I skip the bullshit so we can
start it where we win
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Yeah, spoiler alert
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I can hear you all saying
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"boy you're a jerk"
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But it's cool though,
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know we gotta rule yo
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Get in, then we win and do it all again,
ho
Verse 3
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From the floating death, to the fire of death
Am
Em
To a flower outside of my
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grave and oh man
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Em
Were you just being polite
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with your hands?
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Am
Em
And it really means I'm number one,
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and you're a fan
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Well that's cool,
Em
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cause I think you're number one too
Am
Yeah that's cool,
Em
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cause I think you're number one too
Am
Yeah that's cool,
Em
cause I think you're number one
Verse 4
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Now me and words, we made a deal,
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that I'm gon' keep 'em real
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And they show me their secrets,
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I can even cop a feel
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Victorious, can't match wit,
with warriors
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I match wig with wits,
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similarly can't mix matchsticks with forests'
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Only you can prevent what I do
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Only due can prevent
what's my view
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I match matchsticks with wicks
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Wicker man, take a sip of liquor and
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Spit the lip off warriors
C
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And spit flames,
nigga get in the gang ah
Verse 5
F#dim
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From the floating death, to the fire of death
Am
Em
To a flower outside of my
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grave and oh man
F
Am
Were you just being
Em
D
F
polite with your hands?
Am
Em
And it really means I'm number one,
F#dim
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and you're a fan
Am
Well that's cool,
Em
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cause I think you're number one too
Am
Yeah that's cool,
Em
F#dim
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Am
cause I think you're number one too
Em
I think you're number one
Verse 6
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It's road rage, without a roll cage
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Takes courage to run on
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these roadways
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I know you like "no way",
Am
Em
but I'm a full race
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All so every soccer Terry Fox moulding,
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go ahead
Am
Em
Don't stop, go ahead
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Sitting in your car, just listening to the bars
Em
And there's traffic all around and
you feel like falling down
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And the music that I'm spewing out,
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enough to calm him down
Am
Em
'Fore you know you watch your car
with your briefcase walkin' round
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And them dollars from the budget
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that went to S1 Production
Am
Em
And Sebastian on the hook,
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like being dug by Michael Douglas
Am
Em
So don't start that walk through
Echo Park
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My life's a one- on- one
and you caught up in the jam
Am
Em
Just show some love back
to your number one fan
Verse 7
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From the floating death,
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to the fire of death
Am
Em
To a flower outside of my
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grave and oh man
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Am
Em
Were you just being polite
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with your hands?
Am
Em
And it really means I'm number one,
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and you're a fan
Am
Well that's cool,
Em
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cause I think you're number one too
F
Am
Em
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Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too
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Am
Em
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Am
F
Em
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Am
Em
I think you're number one
Outro 1
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