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conversations.value: Write me a song called Rocky, Ferg and Kanye Freestyle with the following description: New York rappers A$AP Rocky and A$AP Ferg enlist the help of Kanye West for a laidback freestyle. The artists trade bars about their placement in hip hop, as well as a variety of issues that directly affect them.
  The exclusive footage of this song’s recording was released on AWGE DVD VOL. 3. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: Kanye West]
  Fuck you, it's the alien
  It's the monster and I don't know what to say to him
  I got a date again, I was late again
  Head up ate it then, and I was faded then
  Well fuck it then, got a gun, tuck it then
  Real friends, ya' stuck with them
  [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
  Like Jada said "when you thinkin' then you thinkin' of a problem"
  And I come from Harlem, click pow, revolve em'
  You don't want no problems, y'all nigga will starve em'
  I don't give a fuck, click pow, revolve em'
  A lord will save 'em, empty wave 'em
  Come through flame 'em, the dollar engrave em'
  I'm hopin' 'Ye save 'em, comin' with the-
  [Verse 3: Kanye West]
  I invented "save a hoe", save the flow
  I invented going broke, I didn't save the dough
  But they paid me though
  Ain't it though, and the most hated though
  Fuck, yeah, yeah, A$AP, eh, Ferg
  [Verse 4: A$AP Ferg]
  He invented "save a hoe", I saved it though
  I like "neverhoe" and Navajo
  Not a hoe, come through a lot of dough
  Getting cream, artichoke
  I oughta choke a lot of you niggas on the block
  Come through with the Glock
  Trap Lord on my stomach and I'm feelin' like I'm 'Pac
  You will get shot don't play with the kid
  Aim to your wig, I spray at your bed
  Niggas better lay on the eh, and I do it how I do it
  Niggas still ridin' in the Buick, lookin' all stupid
  Lookin' foolish [Verse 5: A$AP Rocky]
  Above you like God, and like the lord said
  Tell that bitch to suck my fuckin' long golden sword
  Swore to lord, I said it before
  Man curious like George
  I fuck ya broad when I'm bored
  Never gave a fuck about shit I can't afford
  I just get it then I explore it and then ignore it
  Until the day came when I got a chance or an advance
  And I bought what I wanted for my parents
  Fuck you niggas know chain hangin' from my pants
  Never on the low in the stands I don't dance
  In the club by the door, with the gun by my hands
  By my pants a motherfuckin' eighty-
  [Verse 6: A$AP Ferg & 
  Kanye West
  ]
  I'ma tell all you niggas, y'all niggas owe me
  I'm gettin' cheese you still gettin' baloney
  You think you on top but you niggas below me
  Bitch you could blow me, homie, you don't know me
  This the D-F-E-R-G with the homies
  A-$-A-P, T-R-A-P, L-O-R-D, nigga, pay me
  Yeezy comin' through, please, believe me
  Ya'll niggas cheesy, lookin' all greasy
  Y'all nigga don't wanna mess with yeezy
  I got the motherfuckin' cheese in my deesy
  We might have to call Jeezy for the adlibs
  Or Weezy for a bad bitch
  With my 700 Yeezys on
  I got 700 Yeezys, homes
  Believe me, homes