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Celph Titled( Victor Mercer )
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Where I Are
Lyricist:Anthony Best, Todd Neubert
It's like 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
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 So why they hatin' on
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
Hollow head heat sneakers at your weak features Like Data from the Goonies with unique sneakers I'm a slide past wack shit with highly extensive Combat shit 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
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
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
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 So why they hatin' on
I first appeared on wax in '98, as a young teen Now I'm stackin' paper, got my thumb green Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com How many times am I fresh? That's umpteen 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 much realer
Now it's a clown show Except these fagots 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
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
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 So why they hatin' on
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 skill for the one of a kind that it is Put behind all the early shit 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
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 fuckin' phone call
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