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Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my is ridiculous
No more shine up on the Tech N9ne
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of restricted
sayin' that I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all his steezie
Said he 'bout to come to KC, have a little get together, that's easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna it at my house, is there 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 nigga
I kicked it in eons
'bout to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, Dion
He just pulled KC sayin' 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 know what happened

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

[Verse 2: N9ne]
up, got sick, ain't nobody sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, fucked up
busted is my top lip
Real busted, puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my taste like big weed like my nigga 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 chick with ghetto
She was trippin' when another widow cut
In front of her talkin' to me and I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember seein' (Becka Joy)
But I if you really wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a house full of bitches and
And some losin' they pants and each other
And each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost stuck a
Cause she my nigga with her fuckin' fist
But he her out, instead
She outta line, somethin' shoulda been said
Then somehow I touched her
My lip hit her big

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

N9ne]
Scenario, what
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 that she got a little cocky and 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
downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
Then I saw bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a screw

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

(Voice of a girl)

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