Blackalicious - 40oz For Breakfast Lyrics
[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-be
