That Is Why - Specifics

Verse 1: Golden Boy

The pleasure’s all mine, get em all high

It’s been a rough ride couple days rawhide

Live the twenty somethin, son of a bitch has been

In a slump since day one of the month

And it’s been a pretty dizzy couple of days

But in the meantime we just suck bubbles from cups and blaze

Get busy let me break it down to basics with sixteen, The last fourty-eight so

far has been harsh week

Typically a sick of strippers and the bar scene

My clique’ll sit in cars pitchin on a half

Quarter greener grass

Portion with the star gleam crystal

Bit it up and spark, Team sprit at the crib stoned

Shit, I’m still trippin, have a drink on me

If you ain’t at where he’s livin

Listen, last midnight I had a track mad cliques with no rider so I woke up

twisted

And that’s why he play the bad guy

Layin with a purple half circle slash eye

So get the fuck up outcha seats son and propel ya feet

Playin like you suckas ain’t felt the beat

Hook: Golden Boy

THIS

This is why I rap flows this is why I sit at

Home Alone and it’s never like Christmas

THIS

At shows sippin on labatt’s no charge no

Tips for the bar staff chapped yo

THIS

Given pounds chillin in the lounge with the

Local underground clique soloist and socialites

THIS

Thousands waving hands and control the mic

Sound stage jam make em sweat in the coldest nights

Verse 1: Golden Boy

Rap’s a grind, rap’s a hustle, in fact

Rap’s a nine to five that takes practice

And that is why

Much of his raps in tantrums

Anthems struggle the great heights and chasms

A couple of days now I couldn’t erase how

The paper chase got me down lookin for ways out

And styles is all flake portrayals but make

Bank, it’s a lost art like the fake fade out

My brain blank, my ink stain page for deadlines

And earn the same wage as sweatshop slave

The stress got him burnin at bedtime

Best learn not to disturb him when he red eyed

And records is just a bunch of Geminis

Recognize relevant rhymes is not televised

But when I see ya noddin heads live, drama is forgotten

The reason to rock mics I remember why

And that’s why he play the bad guy

Layin with a purple half circle slash eye

So get the fuck up outcha seats son and propel ya feet

Playin like you suckas ain’t felt the beat

Hook: Golden Boy

THIS

This is why I rap flows this is why I sit at

Home Alone and it’s never like Christmas

THIS

At shows sippin on labatt’s no charge no

Tips for the bar staff chapped yo

THIS

Given pounds chillin in the lounge with the

Local underground clique soloist and socialites

THIS

Thousands waving hands and control the mic

Sound stage jam make em sweat in the coldest nights

Bridge: Golden Boy

When you rock with

A hip hop group grooving with the raw shit

Ya better off stickin finger in the socket

Kids electrify y’all like the Rock did

In late ninety nine since if I recall it

Hook: Golden Boy

THIS

This is why I rap flows this is why I sit at

Home Alone and it’s never like Christmas

THIS

At shows sippin on labatt’s no charge no

Tips for the bar staff chapped yo

THIS

Given pounds chillin in the lounge with the local underground clique soloist

and socialites

THIS

Thousands waving hands and control the mic

Sound stage jam make em sweat in the coldest nights