Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day with my
on my phone is ridiculous
No more shine up on the real N9ne
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of restricted
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by 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 room for Frizz and
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on nigga
I ain't it in eons
'bout to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named
He just pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, bottles
I told him I was on duty and Stone'em was on models
All of my ready 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

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

[Verse 2: N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody in my shit
Looked in the mirror, fucked up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my mouth taste like big weed like my Yukmouth
I think I 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 chick with ghetto
She was trippin' when another widow cut
In of her talkin' to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
keep sayin' (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember even (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
of a house full of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' they pants and romancin' other
And each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost stuck a
Cause she my nigga with her fuckin' fist
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, nigga somethin' been said
Then somehow I touched her
My lip hit her big

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

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up with hips, 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a little 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 still sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the makings of Lou, (damn)
Now there's a screw

The night was going perfectly, all well
I up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like hell
I don't feel myself, oh no
I've never ever felt this way before in so
just a blur

(Voice of a girl)

MAYDAY]
It's a blur, 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 thing's a blur