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, back to a time
When my was full of booze but in my pocket not one dime

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

Now as I stare at my 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 today?
When I can sit back and smoke this and drink
And feel my problems away

And by now the rent's due in two
But inside my mind that's just problem 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 live no more"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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