Where You At?

Verse 1: It goes buck buck brrrat click a fucking gun, 4 thou sold/ With a bunch of downloads and i'm back with another one/ Jordans laced and my labels hot as hell/ Now let me get my Kangol off the shelf/ You're now listening, to hip hops new spinal cord/ Been down since Krush Groove & Style Wars/ I just feel the rhythm and speak/ I'm not a rapper i'm a fucking instrument in the beat/ And hip hops so segregated/ Chopped up in genres and separated/ But imma put it back together tape it/ And teach it to the next generation/ So as long as my records playing/ Imma stay hungry like i never made it/ So crack a bottle of whiskey/ Cuz i'm back muthafucka did you miss me/ Hook: Where you at, up on the map so jump to the track/ From the front to the back WHERE YOU AT!! WHERE YOU AT!!/ Dumping and we're running this here/ And the new albums coming this year WHERE YOU AT!! WHERE YOU AT!!/ From club and the pad to the trunk of the lac/ Let it bump on the ave WHERE YOU AT!! WHERE YOU AT!!/ Stop asking the question its quite clear/ W-w-w-w-w-w-WHERE YOU AT? RIGHT HERE!!/ Verse 2: East coast, west coast, underground, mainstream/ Backpackers, indies, were all on the same team/ I'm trying to reach at/ Everyone from the geeks to street cats that listen to Kool G Rap/ So who's ready for some music that's ground breaking/ Well shit, my sounds making that foundation/ WHAT NOW!, my mission is critical, ridding of pigeonholes/ So if ya shit isn't original get the FUCK-OUT/ Cuz it breaks my heart, so i'm taking charge/ Just to raise the bar and elevate the art/ WHAT!! its Okwerdz ya pal/ Gimme any track i define versatile/ So fuck the wack albums you put out/ I'm bumping tadoaaaw like buh buh badoaaaw/ Then you think ya shit will blow cuz you buzzing/ But n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-NOPE its a dud bitch!/ Hook: Where you at, up on the map so jump to the track/ From the front to the back WHERE YOU AT!! WHERE YOU AT!!/ Dumping and we're running this here/ And the new albums coming this year WHERE YOU AT!! WHERE YOU AT!!/ From club and the pad to the trunk of the lac/ Let it bump on the ave WHERE YOU AT!! WHERE YOU AT!!/ Stop asking the question its quite clear/ W-w-w-w-w-w-WHERE YOU AT? RIGHT HERE!!/ Verse 3: IS STOCKTON IN THE HOUSE yes sir/ So come to Kelley Drive and get served/ Stockton's real king is back/ And im still drinking jack and still think your wack/ I won't shoot you, but them thugs will/ Get yo mug peeled and yo guts spilled in mudville/ And i don't think none of you hoes could/ Make 20 tracks of shit talking sound so good/ So get crunk, get hyphy, wyle out/ Nod your head, i don't give a fuck however it gets through/ Yah i'm talking to you, YES YOU/ Now get your shit together and lets move/ And you know that im bringing that hells heat/ So wake the fuck up like you living on elm street/ Now tell me who got a mixtape doper??/ Welcome to the back route takeover/