Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitch
Negativity on my is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the
at that shit so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm of feelin' restricted
Fans I switched
They can tell I was hurt by at my Twit pic
Got a call Stevie, y'all know his steezie
Said he's to come to KC, wanna have a get together, that's easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, biz and Cîroc, yo
They wanna it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
yeah, come on down
Told Makzilla be done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on
Nigga, I kicked it in eons
'Bout to be cooler than
Got another call from my 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 niggas ready for
When I woke, I remember this crashin'
I can try and tell you in the next
But I don't really know happened

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 just a

Woke up, got sick, ain't sleepin' in my shit
in the mirror, that's fucked up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke by my mouth taste big ? like my nigga Yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots 'em, of Patrón, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, to the chick with ghetto butts
She was trippin' when another beautiful cut
In front of me she was talkin', I said "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep
But I remember even seein'
But I heard if you really please
Put one, two, and maybe
Glimpses of a house of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' their pants, romancin' each
And eating each other, and beating brotha's
My publicist almost stuck a
Cause she punched my nigga with her fist
But he her out, instead
???
Then when I touched her
My lip hit her big

Scenario, happened?
That keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she's made up with out, she 'bout 5'1", hell pretty, but cripped out
Said she got a little cocky, called me a demon and I out
her body was boozed up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I told him I hit women, I don't do stuff
I came downstairs, all my niggas still out
The makings of Caribou Lou, now there's a loose

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