Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my phone is
No more shine up on the real Tech
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
sayin' that I switched
They can I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all his steezie
Said he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a 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, come on
Told Mackazilla that we on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We to kick it with family, put the gun on down nigga
I ain't it in eons
This to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, Dion
He just pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with
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 tell you in the verse
But I don't know what happened

[Hook:
It's a blur, 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 a blur

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody in my shit
Looked in the mirror, fucked up
Because is my top lip
busted, real 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 remember two chicks, one thick, was a toothpick
I think I was shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto
She was trippin' another beautiful 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 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 each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost a bitch
Cause she punched my with her fuckin' 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 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 whole thing's a blur

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, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but out
Said that she got a little cocky and called me a and I flipped out
Said that her body was bruised up and her had a few cuts
I told him I hit women, it was not me, I don't do stuff
Came downstairs, all my still sprawled out
Then I saw bottles, the makings of Caribou 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
It's just a

(Voice of a girl)

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