Blur

Bad day with my bitch

Negativity on my phone is ridiculous

Limo shine up on the real tech n9ne

They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness

Comin' at that shit so vicious

Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin' restricted

Fans sayin' I switched

They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my twit pic

Got a call from stevie, y'all know his steezie

Said he's 'bout to come to kc, wanna have a get together, that's easy

Got a little cabo wabo, some biz and cîroc, yo

They wanna have it at my house, is there room for frizz and picasso?

Hell yeah, come on down

Told?mackazilla? be done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun around

We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on down

Nigga, I ain't kicked it in eons

'Bout to be cooler than freon

Got another call from my homeboy in denver, named dion

He just pulled into kc sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles

I told him I was on liquor duty and?stone'em? was on models

All of my niggas ready for action

When I woke, I don't remember this crashin'

I can try and tell you in the next verse

But I don't really know what happened...

It's just a blur, blur, blur

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

It's just a blur, blur, blur

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

The whole thing's just a blur

Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody sleepin' in my shit

Looked in the mirror, that's fucked up

Because busted is my top lip

Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out

I don't smoke by my mouth taste like big [?] like my nigga yukmouth

I think I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick

I think I was takin' shots with 'em, of patrón, I don't do this

Kc teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butts

She was trippin' when another beautiful widow cut

In front of me when she was talkin', I said "oh, fuck!"

Everybody keep sayin'

But I don't remember even seein'

But I heard if you really wanna please

Put one, two, and maybe three

Glimpses of a house full of bitches and dancin'

And some losin' their pants, romancin' each other

And eating each other, and beating these brotha's

My publicist almost stuck a bitch

Cause she punched my nigga with her [?]

But he kicked her out, ?

?

Then somehow when my?

My lip hit her big head

It's just a blur, blur, blur

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

It's just a blur, blur, blur

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

The whole thing's just a blur

Scenario, what happened?

That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent

My lip is fucked, I'm not jokin'

Said she's made up with hips out, she 'bout 5'1", hell pretty, but cripped out

Said she got a little cocky, called me a demon and I flipped out

Said her body was boozed up and her earlobes had a few cuts

I told him I don't hit women, I don't do stuff

I came downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out

The makings of caribou lou, now there's a loose screw

The night was going perfectly, all seemed well

I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like hell

I don't feel like myself, oh no

I've never ever felt this way before in so long

It's just a blur

It's just a blur, blur, blur

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

It's just a blur, blur, blur

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

The whole thing's just a blur