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Bad day with my
Negativity on my phone is
No shine up on the real Tech N9ne
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my pic
Got a call from Stevie, know his steezie
Said he to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
yeah, come on down
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on down
I ain't it in eons
This to be cooler than Freon
Got another call my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
He just pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, bottles
I told him I was on liquor and Stone'em was on models
All of my niggas for action
When I woke, all I remembered is
I can try and you in the next verse
But I don't really know happened

Mayday]
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a

[Verse 2: Tech
Woke up, got sick, nobody sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, fucked up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the out
I don't smoke but my mouth taste big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto
She was trippin' when another widow cut
In front of her talkin' to me and I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I if you really wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a full of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' they pants and romancin' each
And each other, and beating me brothas
My almost stuck a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga her fuckin' fist
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda been
Then somehow I touched her
My lip hit her big

It's a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks
My lip is fucked, I'm not
she was made up with hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a little cocky and called me a demon and I out
Said that her body was bruised up and her earlobes had a few
I told him I hit women, it was not me, I don't do stuff
downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a loose

The night was going perfectly, all well
I up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like hell
I feel like myself, oh no
I've never ever felt this way in so long
It's just a

(Voice of a girl)

MAYDAY]
It's a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur