Luyện nghe bài hát 40oz. for Breakfast

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

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

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

And by now the rent's due in two
But inside my mind just another problem brew can delete
I got evicted to the point the court martial came to my door
And said, "Get this kid, get bags and split
You don't here no more"

And now I'm ass out, I'm so damn
I feel like I'm gonna out
I asked my for a handout and he hooked me
Though I knew he had

And rightfully so 'cause I had new to deal with
I'm so confused I have no control of my life I I'll get lit
So as my problems compile, I smile, oh yes
Sippin' on forty ounce 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 for breakfast gets a brother through the day
I guess I shoulda rolled a up instead, anyway
Seems like every time I start, I don't know when it's time to say
Now my gets all blurred and inside 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
With a forty OZ to wash the 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 head begin to hum aloud as the spun, anyway
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 me, I started dissin' both my homies
That I used to freestyle with and now I'm askin' them to me
What got not thinkin' straight I don't know why I posed the challenge
Now my ego is as if I was Mt. Saint Helen's

Some shit was said I know I can't erase and now ain't the same
I wish I had 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 ain't how I'm

Nothin' I could really say to mend up how someone feels
And so I guess I wait and see if maybe the wounds will heal
And I didn't mean 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 ounce for, fuck
Just one more forty, just one more, make this last day
A forty ounce for can get me through the day