Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day with my
Negativity on my is ridiculous
No more shine up on the real N9ne
They bad on the sickness
at a nigga so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of restricted
sayin' that I switched
They can tell I was hurt by at my Twit pic
Got a call Stevie, y'all know his steezie
Said he to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and
yeah, come on down
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
This 'bout to be cooler Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named
He just pulled into KC sayin' he's double fisted, 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 remembered is
I can try and you in the next verse
But I don't really know happened

[Hook:
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's just a 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, nobody sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, fucked 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 big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I think I two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I think I was shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butt
She was trippin' another beautiful widow cut
In front of her to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
keep sayin' (Becka Joy)
But I don't even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you wanna 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 eating other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost a bitch
Cause she my nigga with her fuckin' fist
But he her out, instead
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda been
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 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
she was made up with hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped 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 earlobes had a few
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 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 felt this way before in so long
It's a blur

(Voice of a girl)

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