Celph Titled & Buckwild - Where I Are lyrics

"It's like that y'all (that y'all), like that" So why they hatin' on Celph Titled? "I don't know man, I don't know man, I don't know man, I don't know, I don't know" "Cause they wanna be where I are, cause they wanna be where I are" Star spangled from harsh angles Bow and arrow arch aimed at your Randy Savage wave cap Your budget I ate that I'm the new Pat Sajak They asked me for a couple letters so my AK spat (multiple) Hollow head heat seakers at your weak features Like Data from the Goonies with unique sneakers I'm a slide past wack sh** with highly extensive combat sh** on compact disk Don't worry if I'm burning your album Cause if I'm burning your album, I'm in the backyard burning the album (oh yeah) Smokey The Bear will have to choke on a flare Am I supposed to be scared? That's like Vin Diesel combing his hair Ain't happenin' now No, not, not forever Not a rapper with a better flow, what-so-ever All these biters ride my nuts like a road rail They wish I had seat belts embedded in my coat tails So why they hatin' on Celph Titled? "I don't know man, I don't know man, I don't know man, I don't know, I don't know" "Cause they wanna be where I are, cause they wanna be where I are" I first appeared on wax in '98 as a young teen Now I'm stackin' paper, got my thumb green How many times am I fresh? That's umteen Get dirty, pull the trigger, but I keep my gun clean That's sparkly shinin', yeah the glittery bling Vocals so big, the Pro-Tools need a 50 inch screen Hardcore rhymes, jazz riffs and loops I think y'all forgot what rap sounded like didn't you? Let me remind you of a time way back When hip hop tracks had hard snares and not lame snaps Rappers where rappers, drug dealers were dealers Fans was just fans and the music was just realer Now it's a clown show Except these f*ggots got a dope boy persona instead of the damn clown nose I laugh at any critic saying my style is too humorous Cause you're an insecure boy with an abused uterus So why they hatin' on Celph Titled? "I don't know man, I don't know man, I don't know man, I don't know, I don't know" "Cause they wanna be where I are, cause they wanna be where I are" I get slept on heavily But I'm an expert with rap whether it be Heavy D or Heather B I've heard all the beats, all the cuts, all the breaks All the flow from all the legends in cities, state to state I'm an ace when I study the science of spit Respect my sk** for the one of a kind that it is Put behind all the early sh** you heard of mine That was before I flipped and decided it was murder time I stepped my game up, my cadence is impeccable Lyrics are out of this world, swagger is incredible And if you can't see that Then you're probably a rapper yourself wishin' you could be where I'm at (man) Don't you herbs notice? You can't disturb my focus My words are so sick that they leave you with tuberculosis If your CD has 15 songs, word is born it's about 15 songs too long "Just give me my f*ckin' phone call."