Luyện nghe bài hát 40oz. for Breakfast

A forty ounce for breakfast gets a through the day
I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead
Let me contemplate my thought, something back to a
my fridge was full of booze but in my pocket not one dime

I back on Willis Ave, with my ace boom homey Mark Black
I would start the day off the sound of the fo' oh, crack
I went to work blitzed so I got dissed
And caught a when my supervisor said, "You're dismissed"

Now as I at my last check now my mind
Is stressed and
I relief, S T I D E S, yes, with a little excess less the worry
Why go job hunting
When I can sit and smoke this sack and drink
And my problems shrink away

And by now the rent's due in two
But inside my that's just another problem brew can delete
I got evicted to the point the court martial came to my door
And said, "Get this kid, get your and split
You don't here no more"

And now I'm ass out, I'm so hungry
I feel like I'm pass out
I my brother for a handout and he hooked me
I knew he had doubts

And rightfully so I had new shit to deal with
I'm so confused I have no of my life I think I'll get lit
So as my compile, I steady smile, oh yes
Sippin' on that ounce that's leadin' me to a path of nowhere
So as I think tomorrow, I hesitate and say
"A forty ounce for will get me through the day"

A ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day
I guess I shoulda rolled a joint up instead,
Seems like time I start, I don't know when it's time to say when
Now my mental gets all and inside talk the ill behavin'

Coolin' with my boys, no need to be mentioned
At a party with some brothers, I don't I'm chillin' in some E and J
With a forty OZ to the shit down
And plus a lot of marijuana now I need to sit

I can't remember the last time I was this blew out of my
My ears and begin to hum aloud as the room spun, anyway
Next thing I know I blacked out woke up with vomit all over my
talkin' out my ass I can't see straight but yet I quote

And I don't know what came over me, I started dissin' both my
That I used to freestyle and now I'm askin' them to show me
What got not thinkin' straight I don't know why I posed the challenge
Now my ego is as if I was Mt. Saint Helen's

Some shit was said I know I can't and now shit ain't the same
I wish I had just one more chance to live that day
I 'cause this bid was to find a true friend
And them to booze in my system just ain't how I'm livin'

Nothin' I could say to mend up how someone else feels
And so I guess I gotta wait and see if maybe the wounds will
And I really didn't mean a word I said though I prove that
Now the only thing that I can say is, I went out

And out I and now and then I get irate and say
A forty ounce for, nah, a forty ounce for,
Just one more forty, one more, I'll make this last day
A ounce for breakfast can get me through the day