Luyện nghe bài hát 40oz. for Breakfast

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

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

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

And by now the rent's due in two
But inside my mind that's just another problem can delete
I got evicted to the point where the martial came to my door
And said, "Get this kid, get your bags and
You live here no more"

And now I'm ass out, I'm so hungry
I like I'm gonna pass out
I asked my brother for a 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 I think I'll get lit
So as my problems compile, I smile, oh yes
on that forty ounce that's leadin' me to a path of nowhere
So as I think about tomorrow, I and say
"A forty for breakfast will get me through the day"

A forty ounce for gets a brother through the day
I guess I rolled a joint up instead, anyway
Seems every time I start, I don't know when it's time to say when
Now my mental gets all blurred and 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 in some E and J
With a forty OZ to wash the down
And a lot of marijuana now I need to sit down

I remember the last time I was this blew out of my cranium
My ears and head 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 came over me, I started dissin' my homies
That I 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. Helen's

shit 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 to booze in my system just ain't how I'm livin'

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

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