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Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my is ridiculous
No shine up on the real Tech N9ne
talkin' bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin'
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my pic
Got a call from Stevie, know his steezie
Said he 'bout to come to KC, have a little get together, that's easy
Got a Cabo Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is there room for and Picasso?
Hell yeah, come on
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to it with family, put the gun on down nigga
I ain't it in eons
This to be cooler than Freon
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, Dion
He just into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on duty and Stone'em was on models
All of my niggas ready for
When I woke, all I is crashin'
I can try and tell you in the verse
But I don't really know happened

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

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody in my shit
in the mirror, that's 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 remember two chicks, one thick, was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do
KC Teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick ghetto butt
She was trippin' when beautiful widow cut
In of her talkin' to me and then 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 full of bitches and
And some losin' pants and romancin' each other
And eating each other, and me brothas
My publicist stuck a bitch
Cause she 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 just a blur, blur, blur
just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a

[Tech
Scenario, happened?
That nigga laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up with hips, 'bout 5'1, pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a little and called me a demon and I flipped out
that her body was bruised up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I told him I 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 seemed
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like
I feel like myself, oh no
I've never ever felt this way before in so
It's just a

(Voice of a girl)

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