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Текст песни Blackalicious - 40oz. for Breakfast

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[Gift of Gab]A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the dayI guess I shoulda had a V8 instead; anywaylet me contemplate my thought something back to a timewhen my fridge was full of booze but in my pocket not one dimeI remember back on Willis Ave, with my ace-boom homey Mark BlackI would start the day off hearin the sound of the fo`-oh crackI went to work blitzed, so eventually I got dissedand caught a shocker when my supervisor said "You`re dismissed"Now as I stare at my last check now my mind is stressed and depressedI spell relief S-T-I-D-E-S yes with a little excess less the worryWhy go job hunting today?When I can sit back and smoke this sack and drinkand feel my problems shrink awayAnd by now, the rent`s due in two weeksBut inside my mind that`s just another problem brew can deleteI got evicted, to the point where the court martial came to my doorand said, "Get this kid: get your bags and split you don`t live here no more"And now I`m ass out; I`m so damn hungry I feel like I`m gonna pass outI asked my brother for a handout and he hooked methough I knew he had doubtsAnd rightfully so, cause I had new shit to deal withI`m so confused I have no control of my life I think I`ll get litSo as my problems compile, I steady smile, oh yesSippin on that forty ounce that`s leadin me to a path of nowhereSo as I think about tomorrow, I hesitate and say:a forty ounce for breakfast, will get me through the day..A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the dayI guess I shoulda rolled a joint up instead; anywayseems like everytime I start I don`t know when it`s time to say whenNow my mental gets all blurred and inside talk the ill-behavinCoolin with my boys, no names need to be mentionedAt a party with some brothers I don`t know I`m chillin in some E&JWith a forty O-Z to wash the shit downand plus a lot of marijuana now I need to sit downI can`t remember the last time I was this blew out of my craniumMy ears and head begin to hum aloud as the room spun; anywaynext thing I know I blacked out woke up with vomit all over my coatStart talkin out my ass I can`t see straight but yet I quoteand I don`t know what came over me, I started dissin both my homiesthat I used to freestyle with and now I`m askin them to show mewhat they got not thinkin straight I don`t know why I posed the challengeNow my ego is erupting as if I was Mt. Saint HelensSome shit was said I know I can`t erase and now shit ain`t the sameI wish I had just one more chance to live that day againI strain; cause this bid was to find a true friendand loose them to booze in my system just ain`t how I`m livinNothin I could really say to mend up how someone else feelsAnd so I guess I gotta wait and see if maybe the wounds will healAnd I really didn`t mean a word I said though I can`t prove thatNow the only thing that I can really say is I went outAnd out I went and now and then I get irate and sayA forty ounce for.. nahA forty ounce for.. fuck!!Just one more forty just one more I`ll make this last dayA forty ounce for breakfast, can get me through the day

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