Luyện nghe bài hát 40oz. for Breakfast

A forty ounce for breakfast 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 of booze 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 so eventually I got dissed
And caught a shocker when my said, "You're dismissed"

Now as I at my last check now my mind
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 back and smoke sack and drink
And feel my problems away

And by now the rent's due in two
But inside my mind that's just another problem brew can
I got evicted to the point where the court martial to my door
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 gonna out
I asked my for a handout and he hooked me
I knew he had doubts

And so 'cause I had new shit to deal with
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
Sippin' on that forty ounce that's 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 gets a brother through the day
I guess I shoulda rolled a joint up instead,
Seems like every I start, I don't know when it's time to say when
Now my mental gets all blurred and talk the ill behavin'

Coolin' with my boys, no need to be mentioned
At a party some brothers, I don't know I'm chillin' in some E and J
With a forty OZ to wash the 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 begin to hum as the room spun, anyway
thing I know I blacked out woke up with vomit all over my coat
Start out my ass I can't see straight 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' to show me
they got not thinkin' straight 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 I can't erase and now shit ain't the same
I wish I had just one more chance to live that day
I strain 'cause this bid was to find a true
And loose them to booze in my system just ain't how I'm

Nothin' I really say to mend up how someone else feels
And so I guess I wait and see if maybe the wounds will heal
And I really didn't mean a word I said though I can't prove
Now the only that I can really say is, I went out

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