Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my phone is
No more shine up on the real N9ne
They bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of restricted
Fans sayin' that I
They can tell I was 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 for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, come on
Told Mackazilla that we on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on nigga
I ain't kicked it in
This to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named
He just pulled into KC he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on duty 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 what

[Hook:
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just 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 nigga
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butt
She was trippin' another beautiful widow cut
In front of her to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody sayin' (Becka Joy)
But I remember even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you really wanna (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, maybe in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a house full of bitches and
And some losin' they and romancin' each other
And each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga with her fuckin'
But he her out, instead
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda said
Then when I touched her
My lip hit her big

It's 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 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, 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
that she got a little cocky and called me a demon and I flipped out
Said that her body was bruised up and her earlobes had a few
I told him I hit women, it was not me, I don't do stuff
downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
Then I saw bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
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
I've ever felt this way before in so long
It's just a

(Voice of a girl)

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