Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day with my
on my phone is ridiculous
No more up on the real 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
They can I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all his steezie
Said he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a get together, that's easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is room 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 down
I ain't it in eons
This 'bout to be cooler Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named
He just pulled into KC sayin' double fisted, with bottles
I him I was on liquor duty and Stone'em was on models
All of my niggas ready for
When I woke, all I is crashin'
I can try and you in the next verse
But I don't really what happened

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

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody in my shit
Looked in the mirror, that's up
busted is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, a nigga punched me the fuck out
I smoke but my mouth taste like big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I I remember 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 beautiful widow cut
In front of her to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody sayin' (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember 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 losin' pants and romancin' each other
And eating each other, and beating me
My almost stuck a bitch
she punched my nigga with her fuckin' fist
But he her out, instead
She outta line, nigga somethin' been said
Then somehow when I her
My lip hit her big

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

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks 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 and called me a demon and I flipped out
Said her body was bruised up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I told him I don't hit women, it was not me, I don't do
Came downstairs, all my niggas sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the makings of Lou, (damn)
Now there's a loose

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

(Voice of a girl)

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