Luyện nghe bài hát 40oz. for Breakfast

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

I remember back on Willis Ave, my ace boom homey Mark Black
I would the day off hearin' the sound of the fo' oh, crack
I went to work so eventually I got dissed
And caught a shocker when my 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, a little excess less the worry
Why go job today?
When I can sit and smoke this sack and drink
And feel my problems away

And by now the rent's due in two
But inside my mind that's just another brew can delete
I got evicted to the point where the court 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 gonna out
I asked my brother for a handout and he 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 that's leadin' me to a path of nowhere
So as I think about tomorrow, I and say
"A ounce for breakfast will 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 know when it's time to say when
Now my mental gets all blurred and talk the ill behavin'

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

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

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

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

I could really say to mend up how someone else feels
And so I guess I gotta wait and see if maybe the will heal
And I really didn't a word I said though I can't prove that
Now the only that I can really 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, just one more, I'll this last day
A forty for breakfast can get me through the day