conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called 1996 Fat Beats Freestyle with the following description: NYC record store Fat Beats relocated in 1996 and celebrated their move by hosting a cypher including the likes of Ill Bill, Lord Finesse, Al' Tariq, Xzibit, etc. Out of all of these big names, the 19 year old Kanye West stood out, debuting this amazing freestyle that would forecast the bright future he would create for himself. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse]
  Yo it's the Lake Shore Drive
  Keep it live, tight, raw
  You better hurry up, they can't keep it in the store
  To be the format, your whole style on one beat
  Insert the disk, watch a nigga press delete
  Tryna flex your technique
  You gettin' blasted with a TEC, that shit is mad ironic
  Like Alanis Morisette
  , 
  you try but can't jet
  Bunch of airline lyrics, rhymes for low fare
  Flyin' out of O'Hare
  While these no-name ass niggas wanna go there, nobodies
  Livin' three blocks from nowhere, down the street from nothin'
  Let me show these niggas somethin', visual aid, the page
  And the nigga who fronted, word to God, they don't want it
  But they wanna play the role, actin' hardcore
  Watch the whole career, flow, my style is too cold
  Always, forever like Luther
  , but it ain't original
  Because I stole it from the future, now I'm wanted in three centuries
  The verbal killin', ask me where I got the style
  Told 'em from my grandchildren, put it on files
  Document it in the books
  You niggas can't see me so cease the hard looks
  I'll rather it get took
  Live and die for rhymes, dedicated to hip-hop
  Shit don't stop
  Niggas they wanna know what and who's next
  And you roll up in a Lex
  That's the train stop,
   my brain drop mad lyrics
  I rhyme with the spirit off the top, I drop nonstop
  Verbally killin', my style is ready to willin'
  Y'all niggas stay back chillin'
  Like EPMD y'all niggas ain't seein' me
  , what
  We're enormous, nah, do or die
  I got the rhymes on the brain
  They tried to bomb me on the plane so I rode the train
  Before I got here, spawned here
  I'm 'bout to save this shit, yo it's my year, what!?
  Bring it on, pass it to my man Tariq
  Rock the mic all week