Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

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

[Hook:
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
The whole just a blur

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

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

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

(Voice of a girl)

[Hook:
just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur