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Bad day with my
Negativity on my is ridiculous
No more up on the real Tech N9ne
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of restricted
Fans sayin' that I
can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call Stevie, y'all know his steezie
he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy
Got a little Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
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 kicked it in eons
'bout to be cooler than Freon
Got another from my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
He just pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, bottles
I told him I was on liquor duty and was on models
All of my niggas ready for
I woke, all I remembered is crashin'
I can try and you in the next verse
But I really know what happened

Mayday]
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
It's a blur, 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, that's up
busted 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 Yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, was a toothpick
I think I was shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the with ghetto butt
She was trippin' when another widow cut
In front of her to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
of a house full of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' they pants and romancin' each
And eating other, and beating me brothas
My publicist stuck a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga with her fuckin'
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda said
Then somehow when I her
My lip hit her big

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 just a blur

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up with hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but out
Said that she got a little and called me a demon and I flipped out
Said that her body was bruised up and her had a few cuts
I told him I don't hit women, it was not me, I do stuff
downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a loose

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

(Voice of a girl)

[Hook:
just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur