conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called The People Freestyle with the following description: #3 on the Kiss My Ass (The Champ Is Here Part 2) mixtape, A Jadakiss and DJ Green Lantern calabo. The song is a freestyle over Common’s beat “The People”, from his album Finding Forever.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Jadakiss]
  Diabolical word play
  It's only the mixtape ladies and gentleman
  Sour and chambers, my nigga, save your applauses
  (Green Lantern drop that shit)
  [Verse 1: Jadakiss]
  This is for the black ra-dio, niggas that play C-lo
  Always on the d-low, with dreams of a kilo
  It's nice if Jordan hit the jumper on Craig Ehlo
  Show a stranger love hate on a brother we know
  A lot of niggas got killed because of their ego
  Either over a bitch or a couple of c-notes
  It's rough in the g-h-e-t-t-o
  Got to learn how to hear no evil and see no
  I spit nothing but acid like amino
  Still good for your skin though like aveeno
  Honeys be amazed how my Hershey kiss ring glow
  Miss being with my grandmother playing bingo
  Whole album is crack not just the singles
  Its garbage if u put it on your tongue and it don't tingle
  I still be in the hood nigga I let the thing go
  Bullets gone burn but the razor gone sting though
  Do this for niggas in Coxsackie in a swing yo
  Got a team out in Louisville like Patino
  Kill you in 88 minutes like Pacino
  Connects show me how to play dominos and pokeno
  21 nigga I'm robbing all the casinos
  Name ring bells from Rikers Island to Chino
  Little niggas with choppers hopping out the Camino
  Who ever didn't get hit evacuated the scene yo
  You know that I don't fuck around let your team know
  Or one day when you’re out of town I'll let your queen know
  I mean what I say, and I say what I mean yo
  Send you to the hospital first then your spleen yo
  And I ain't trying get funny money I need mean dough
  Niggas can't fuck with the God come clean yo
  I shit on niggas dreams yo, kiss my ass [Verse 2: Styles P]
  This is for the black iPid-od, niggas who still kid-ar
  Those up north in the yard on the bid-ar
  Whoever throw a 50 of weed in they cigar
  Couldn’t except when the Jets got Brett Fid-ar
  True New Yorker need money like A-Rid-ar
  Get out of ya place and your face a get skid-ar
  Use to blow weed with Big out of the jid-ar
  Ya man could get pluck like a string on the guitar
  You could be this year’s bird and get killed-off
  If I'm on the road it's me busy and hit hard
  Real ironic that I get busy and hit hard
  Hop in the big ass van and drive fiz-ar
  Real hood nigga so never call me a stiz-ar
  More like the sun and the moon ask the giz-ard
  Can't understand tight jeans big skid-ars
  Niggas look half way gay mad bizarre
  Buck shot daily I'm up in the juice bizz-ar
  Nice on the mic like Cool G, Kane, and Izzard
  4-4 bulldog I’m knocking a nigga rib off
  12 gauge shotgun tearing a nigga lid off
  Kidnap a girlfriend dropping a nigga kid off
  Connect with the bricks they droppin a nigga shit off
  Drop top then get it popping when it skid off
  Louch, Kiss, and me is the best who wanna spit off