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 of feelin' restricted
sayin' that I switched
They can I was hurt 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 little Cabo Wabo, biz and Ciroc, yo
wanna have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla we done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it family, put the gun on down nigga
I ain't it in eons
This 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 ready 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

[Hook:
It's 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

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't sleepin' in my shit
in the mirror, that's fucked up
Because is my top lip
busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my mouth like big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the with ghetto butt
She was trippin' when beautiful widow cut
In front of her talkin' to me and I said, "Oh, fuck!"
keep 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 house of bitches and dancin'
And some they pants and romancin' each other
And each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist stuck a bitch
Cause she punched my with her fuckin' fist
But he her out, instead
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda said
Then somehow I touched her
My lip hit her big

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

N9ne]
Scenario, what
That keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up 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 her body was bruised up and her earlobes 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 sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now a loose screw

The night was going perfectly, all well
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' 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:
It's a blur, 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