Luyện nghe bài hát 40oz. for Breakfast

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

I remember back on Ave, with my ace boom homey Mark Black
I start 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 stare at my last check now my
Is and depressed
I spell relief, S T I D E S, yes, with a little less the worry
Why go job today?
When I can sit back and smoke sack and drink
And my problems shrink away

And by now the due in two weeks
But inside my that's just another problem brew can delete
I got to the point where the court martial 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 asked my brother for a handout and he me
Though I knew he had

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

A ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day
I I shoulda 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 and inside 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 chillin' in 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 time I was blew out of my cranium
My ears and head begin to hum aloud as the room spun,
Next thing I know I blacked out woke up 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 dissin' both my homies
That I to freestyle with and now I'm askin' them to show me
What they got not thinkin' straight I don't 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 shit the same
I wish I had just one more chance to live that day
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 could really say to mend up how someone feels
And so I guess I gotta wait and see if maybe the will heal
And I didn't mean a word I said though I can't prove that
Now the only thing that I can really say is, I out

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