Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my is ridiculous
No more shine up on the Tech N9ne
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
Fans that I switched
They can tell I was by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all know his
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 have it at my house, is there for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
Told that 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 kicked it in eons
This 'bout to be cooler Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named
He just pulled into KC sayin' double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor duty and Stone'em was on
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 what happened

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

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

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

[Tech
Scenario, what
That nigga keep laughin', cause he all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up 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 that her was bruised up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I him I don't hit women, it was not me, I don't do stuff
Came downstairs, all my niggas sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the makings of Lou, (damn)
Now a loose screw

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

(Voice of a girl)

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