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 booze but in my 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 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
I can sit back and smoke this sack and drink
And feel my shrink away

And by now the due in two weeks
But my mind that's just another problem brew can delete
I got evicted to the point where the court came to my door
And said, "Get this kid, get bags and split
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 for a handout and he hooked me
Though I knew he had

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

A forty ounce for breakfast 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 it's time to say
Now my mental all blurred and inside talk the ill behavin'

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

I can't remember the time I was this blew out of my cranium
My ears and head 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 can't see but yet I quote

And I don't know came over me, I started dissin' both my homies
That I used to freestyle with and now I'm askin' them to me
What they got not thinkin' 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 erase and now shit ain't the same
I wish I had just one more chance to live 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 I gotta wait 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 thing that 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 make this day
A forty ounce for breakfast can get me the day