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 my thought, something back to a time
my fridge was full of booze but in my pocket not one dime

I remember on Willis Ave, with my ace boom homey Mark Black
I would start the day off the sound of the fo' oh, crack
I to work blitzed 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 stressed and
I spell relief, S T I D E S, yes, with a little less the worry
Why go job hunting
When I can sit back and smoke sack and drink
And feel my shrink away

And by now the due in two weeks
But inside my mind that's another problem brew can delete
I got evicted to the point where the court 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 damn
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 'cause I had new shit to deal
I'm so confused I have no of my life I think I'll get lit
So as my compile, I steady smile, oh yes
Sippin' on forty ounce that's leadin' me to a path of nowhere
So as I think tomorrow, I hesitate and say
"A ounce for breakfast will get me through the day"

A forty ounce for breakfast a brother through the day
I guess I shoulda a joint up instead, anyway
Seems like every time I start, I don't know it's time to say when
Now my mental gets all and inside talk the ill behavin'

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

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

And I don't know what came me, I started dissin' both my homies
That I to freestyle with and now I'm askin' them to show me
What they got not thinkin' I don't know why I posed the challenge
Now my ego is erupting as if I was Mt. Saint

Some shit was said I know I can't erase and now ain't the same
I wish I had just one more chance to live day again
I strain 'cause this bid was to a true friend
And loose them to booze in my just ain't how I'm livin'

Nothin' I could say to mend up how someone else feels
And so I guess I gotta wait and see if maybe the wounds will
And I really didn't mean a word I 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 forty ounce for can get me through the day