Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day with my
Negativity on my phone is
No shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They bad on the sickness
at a nigga so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm of feelin' restricted
Fans sayin' I switched
They can I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, 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 Frizz and
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we gotta get liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We to kick it with family, put the gun on down nigga
I kicked it in eons
This 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 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 a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur

[Verse 2: Tech
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody sleepin' in my
Looked in the mirror, that's 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 like big weed like my nigga
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I do this
KC Teas, suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butt
She was trippin' when another beautiful cut
In front of her talkin' to me and I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody sayin' (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember even (Becka Joy)
But I if you really wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a house full of and dancin'
And some losin' they pants and romancin' each
And eating other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost stuck a
she punched my nigga with her fuckin' fist
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, nigga somethin' been said
Then when I touched her
My lip hit her big

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

[Tech
Scenario, happened?
That keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said she got a little cocky and called me a demon and I flipped out
that 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
Then I saw bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now a loose screw

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

(Voice of a girl)

[Hook:
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 thing's a blur