Blur My Hands

[Intro: Guy Sebastian] From the floating death, to the fire of death To a flower outside my grave An old man Were you just being polite with your hands? [Verse I: The Don] You take time to feel me These written words were so dearly Dedicated to those who love me sincerely Never hated me once, never severely Treated me in my quest to find out the real me But sincerely the truth is what I'm spitting It's coming straight from my writtens I hope that my fans will listen I hope that you feeling me Cause I'm feeling you Everything I say to you Just know they're dear and true These are lyrics from the heart Straight from me to you And anything you tell me just know that I'll do Other artists hate on me cause they can't do it too But I'll do it better than anybody through and though Because I got you And you got my back Even though sometimes my clouds can be so grey and blue You bring me sunshine Cause you love me true This a message to my fans: Just know that I love you too! Whoo   [Hook: Guy Sebastian] From the floating death, to the fire of death To a flower outside of my grave An old man Were you just being polite with your hands? And it really means I'm number one, and you're a fan Well that's cool, cause I think you're number one too Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one [Verse II: The Don] Y'all know that I'm flowing straight from the heart And I've been flowing like that Right from the start All these haters wanna just Tear me apart But all my fans understand that I make real art I can't express this feeling of  Love and hate For this Hip-Hop genre that I Love to hate Cause the haters shake my hand Fans say that I'm the man Trying to distinguish is too hard to understand So I  Show em all love Treat them like the man Look at you then look at me Now you understand? That without you There's no me to call the man Man, I just wanna send love to my number one fan! [Hook: Guy Sebastian] From the floating death, to the fire of death To a flower outside of my grave An old man Were you just being polite with your hands? And it really means I'm number one, and you're a fan Well that's cool, cause I think you're number one too Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too [Verse III: The Don] It's road rage, without a roll cage Takes courage to run on these roadways - Don stopping, no way! All the haters want me to go play But I don't feed em I don't get em, I grieve em For thinking that they better than me dog, I need em The haters is what brings me fuel To be a better writer Fans is what brings me love To be a better fighter That right there to me is the greatest ever combination This the outcome you get from all this concentration All these haters want me up in their conversations But I don't pay them no mind My money is what I'm conservating Through all these complications I still rhyme for you And though you're few I'm giving you These compilations Each a part of me And though some hatin The fans trust me This music is my obligation [Hook: Guy Sebastian] From the floating death, to the fire of death To a flower outside of my grave An old man Were you just being polite with your hands? And it really means I'm number one, and you're a fan Well that's cool, cause I think you're number one too Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one