Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day with my
on my phone is ridiculous
No more shine up on the real 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 know his
Said he to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy
Got a little Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, come on
Told that we done 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 kicked it in eons
'bout to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my in Denver, named Dion
He just pulled into KC he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor duty and Stone'em was on
All of my niggas ready for
I woke, all I remembered is crashin'
I can try and tell you in the verse
But I don't really what happened

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

[Verse 2: Tech
Woke up, got sick, nobody sleepin' in my shit
in the mirror, that's fucked up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my mouth taste like big weed my nigga Yukmouth
I think I two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I think I was takin' with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto
She was trippin' another beautiful widow cut
In front of her talkin' to me and 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)
Glimpses of a full of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' they pants and romancin' each
And eating each other, and me brothas
My almost stuck a bitch
she punched my nigga with her fuckin' fist
But he kicked her out,
She outta line, somethin' shoulda been said
Then when I touched her
My lip hit her big

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

[Tech
Scenario, happened?
nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was 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 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 of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a loose

The night was going perfectly, all well
I woke up in the dizzy, feelin' like hell
I don't like myself, oh no
I've ever felt this way before in so long
It's a blur

(Voice of a girl)

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