That Is Why

Lyrics

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 (x2) 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