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Bad day with my
Negativity on my phone is
No more up on the real Tech N9ne
They 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 at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all his steezie
Said he to come to KC, wanna 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 room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla that we done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on down
I ain't kicked it in
This 'bout to be than Freon
Got another call my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
He just into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor and Stone'em was on models
All of my ready for action
I woke, all I remembered is crashin'
I can try and tell you in the next
But I don't really what happened

Mayday]
It's a blur, 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

[Verse 2: Tech
Woke up, got sick, nobody sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, that's up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my mouth like big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, 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 when another beautiful widow cut
In of her talkin' to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody sayin' (Becka Joy)
But I don't remember seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you really wanna (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
of a house full of bitches and dancin'
And losin' they pants and romancin' each other
And each other, and beating me brothas
My publicist almost stuck a
Cause she punched my nigga her fuckin' fist
But he her out, instead
She line, nigga somethin' shoulda been said
Then when 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 whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur

N9ne]
Scenario, what
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks
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 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 sprawled out
Then I saw empty bottles, the makings of Lou, (damn)
Now there's a screw

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

(Voice of a girl)

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