A ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead Let me contemplate my thought, back to a time When my fridge was full of but in my pocket not one dime
I remember on Willis Ave, with my ace boom homey Mark Black I would start the day off hearin' the of the fo' oh, crack I went to work blitzed so eventually I got And a shocker when my supervisor said, "You're dismissed"
Now as I at my last check now my mind Is stressed and I spell relief, S T I D E S, yes, with a little excess less the Why go job hunting I can sit back and smoke this sack and drink And my problems shrink away
And by now the due in two weeks But inside my mind that's just another problem brew can I got evicted to the point where the court came to my door And said, "Get this kid, get your and split You live 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 Though I knew he had
And rightfully so I had new shit to deal with I'm so confused I have no control of my life I think get lit So as my compile, I steady smile, oh yes Sippin' on that forty ounce that's leadin' me to a of nowhere So as I think about tomorrow, I and say "A forty ounce for breakfast get me through the day"
A forty ounce for breakfast gets a through the day I guess I rolled a joint up instead, anyway Seems like every time I start, I don't know when it's to say when Now my gets all blurred and inside talk the ill behavin'
Coolin' my boys, no names need to be mentioned At a party with some brothers, I don't know I'm chillin' in E and J With a OZ to wash the shit down And plus a lot of now I need to sit down
I can't remember the last time I was this blew out of my My ears and head begin to hum aloud as the room spun, Next thing I know I blacked out woke up with vomit all over my Start talkin' out my ass I see straight but yet I quote
And I don't know what came over me, I started both my homies I used to freestyle with 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 erupting as if I was Mt. Saint
Some shit was said I know I can't and now shit ain't the same I wish I had just one chance to live that day again I 'cause this bid was to find a true friend And loose them to booze in my system just how I'm livin'
Nothin' I could really say to up how someone else feels And so I guess I gotta wait and see if maybe the wounds heal And I really mean a word I said though I can't prove that Now the only thing that I can really say is, I out
And out I went and now and then I get and say A forty ounce for, nah, a forty ounce for, Just one more forty, just one more, I'll this last day A forty for breakfast can get me through the day