Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day with my
Negativity on my phone is
No more shine up on the real Tech
They talkin' bad on the
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm of feelin' restricted
sayin' that I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all know his
Said he 'bout to to KC, wanna have a little 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 done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on
We to kick it with family, put the gun on down nigga
I ain't kicked it in
'bout to be cooler than Freon
Got call from my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
He just pulled KC sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
I him I was on liquor duty and Stone'em was on models
All of my niggas for action
When I woke, all I remembered is
I can try and you in the next verse
But I don't really know what

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

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't sleepin' in my shit
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 like my nigga Yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a
I think I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with 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 don't even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you really please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
of a house full of bitches and dancin'
And some they pants and romancin' each other
And eating each other, and me brothas
My almost stuck a bitch
Cause she punched my with her fuckin' fist
But he kicked her out,
She line, nigga somethin' shoulda been said
somehow when I touched her
My lip hit her big

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

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks
My lip is fucked, I'm not
she was made up with hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said she got a little cocky and called me a demon and I flipped out
Said that her body was bruised up and her had a few cuts
I him I don't 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 there's a loose

The night was going perfectly, all seemed
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, like hell
I feel like myself, oh no
I've ever felt this way before in so long
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 a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's a blur