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Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my phone is
No more shine up on the Tech N9ne
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
Fans sayin' that I
can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a from Stevie, y'all know his steezie
Said he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a get together, that's easy
Got a Cabo Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is there room for and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla that we on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it family, put the gun on down nigga
I ain't it in eons
This 'bout to be than Freon
Got another from my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
He just 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
I woke, all I remembered is crashin'
I can try and tell you in the next
But I don't really know happened

[Hook:
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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 just a

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

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

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the 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 called me a 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
I saw empty bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a screw

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

(Voice of a girl)

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