Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
on my phone is ridiculous
No more shine up on the Tech N9ne
They bad on the sickness
Comin' at a so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm of feelin' restricted
Fans that I switched
They can tell I was hurt by at my Twit pic
Got a call Stevie, y'all know his steezie
Said he 'bout to to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, biz and Ciroc, yo
wanna have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we gotta get liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it family, put the gun on down nigga
I kicked it in eons
'bout to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my in Denver, named Dion
He pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor and Stone'em was on models
All of my ready for action
When I woke, all I 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 thing's just a blur, blur,
just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur

[Verse 2: Tech
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody sleepin' in my
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 smoke but my mouth taste big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the with ghetto butt
She was when another beautiful widow cut
In front of her to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you really please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, maybe in (Becka Joy)
of a house full of bitches and dancin'
And some they pants and romancin' each other
And eating other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga with her fist
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda said
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 thing's a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur

[Tech
Scenario, what
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a 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
I saw empty bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now a loose screw

The was going perfectly, all seemed well
I woke up in the dizzy, feelin' like hell
I don't feel myself, oh no
I've never ever this way before in so long
It's just a

(Voice of a girl)

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