Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my is ridiculous
No more up on the real Tech N9ne
They bad on the sickness
Comin' at a so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
Fans sayin' that I
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all know his
he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy
Got a little 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 it with family, put the gun on down nigga
I kicked it in eons
This 'bout to be cooler than
Got another from 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 niggas for action
When I woke, all I is crashin'
I can try and tell you in the verse
But I don't really what happened

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

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, nobody sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, that's up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my 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 don't do
KC Teas, ghetto suds, to the chick 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 even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you really please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, maybe in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a house of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' they and romancin' each other
And eating each other, and me brothas
My publicist almost stuck a
Cause she punched my nigga her fuckin' fist
But he her out, instead
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda said
Then somehow when I her
My lip hit her big

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

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That nigga keep laughin', he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up with hips, 'bout 5'1, pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a little cocky and me a demon and I flipped out
Said that her body was up and her earlobes had a few cuts
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 bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a loose

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

(Voice of a girl)

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