Specifics - That Is Why lyrics
[Specifics - That Is Why lyrics]
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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