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 contemplate my thought, 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 hearin' the sound of the fo' oh,
I went to work blitzed so eventually I got
And caught a shocker my supervisor said, "You're dismissed"

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

And by now the due in two weeks
But inside my that's just another problem brew can delete
I got evicted to the point where the court martial came to my
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
I knew he had doubts

And rightfully so I had new shit to deal with
I'm so I have no control of my life 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 think about tomorrow, I and say
"A forty ounce for breakfast will get me the day"

A forty 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 blurred and inside talk the ill

with 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 the shit down
And plus a lot of now I need to sit down

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

And I don't know what came over me, I started dissin' both my
That I used to 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 shit was said I know I can't erase and now shit the same
I I had just one more 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 really say to mend up how someone else feels
And so I guess I gotta and see if maybe the wounds will heal
And I really didn't mean a word I said though I can't 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 for, nah, a forty ounce for, fuck
Just one forty, just one more, I'll make this last day
A forty for breakfast can get me through the day