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conversations.value: Write me a song called Turn Out Your Lights (Freewest) with the following description: Track #10 of Philadelphia Freeway ,An Album By Philadelphia Rapper Freeway , Released Under Roc-A-Fella Records
  
  Features Kanye West Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Freeway & 
  Kanye West
  ]
  Yes!
  Yeah, Kanye!
  Philadelphia Freeway, uh
  Y'all know what it is, uh, yeah, uh
  Before I turn out ya lights let's get one thing understood
  I'mma keep my hammer real close, rubber grip tight
  Tell y'all niggas good night, good night, uh
  Before I turn out ya lights let's get one thing understood
  Free gon' keep his hammer real close, rubber grip tight
  Tell y'all niggas good night, good night, uh
  [Verse 1: Freeway]
  The shit you heard'll do me justice, got a death wish
  The shit I pack'll put holes through ya Lexus
  Got the TEC clip, respect it
  The turnpike bully, earn stripes, move yay
  Through ya turn pike early, all night, all day
  Wait, switch hustles nigga
  Now I muscle mixtapes all night, all day
  Yes! The front line of the Roc
  To through a football pass through ya chest
  Brett Favre wit the Glock
  Uh! I'm Max Payne wit the stock out
  Money and fame run out, get it with cocaine
  Rep the Roc till I clock out
  I make you clock out, put sumtin in ya brains [Chorus: Kanye West & Freeway]
  I do my dirt all by my lonely
  And I got the heart to fight
  So please refrain from hatin (on me!)
  Before I turn out ya lights
  Ain't no hesitation
  I got the guns to fight
  So please refrain from hatin (on me!)
  Before I turn out ya lights
  [Verse 2: Freeway]
  Don't test my patience because I got the guns to fight
  Stay wit em coast to coast
  IHOP I distrubute the 
  toast
   to folks
  I stop, never, Free a rap Icon
  Black Bon Jovi, in the Roc, lover Roc
  Jake of watches, ice cickle the time
  Still got time to leave ya stash gone when you wake up
  Free hate smuts, stay wit a dime at all times
  Stay on the grind at all times wit so many nines
  Shit baggin and shake up
  Nigguh! Ain't no captain to shake up
  Doe like a brink truck, nine on my waist, I!
  [Chorus: Kanye West & Freeway]
  I do my dirt all by my lonely
  And I got the heart to fight
  So please refrain from hatin (on me!)
  Before I turn out ya lights
  Ain't no hesitation
  I got the guns to fight
  So please refrain from hatin (on me!)
  Before I turn out ya lights [Verse 3: Freeway]
  Freeeee! Put the burners to ya crew
  Give me a reason, not to squeeze on ya gang
  Man the hammers go bang to bang
  In wit a bang, bang Blueprint 2
  Before you, slide through to deliver ya gang the thangs
  Switch lanes to get Paid in Full
  Look it's the Rich Porter of transporters
  Donovan McNabb of mixtapes
  , look hey
  Follow the kid's orders, in other words, do what the kid say
  We got it locked from the Bay back to Philly
  Where niggas pack millies like every single day
  We don't play, we all about our change and
  Money exchangin, if you bout your pay
  Then every single day, bring the yay to ya city
  Act up, bring the K's to ya city
  Then shots exchangin, every single day
  [Chorus: Kanye West & Freeway]
  I do my dirt all by my lonely
  And I got the heart to fight
  So please refrain from hatin
  Before I turn out ya lights
  Ain't no hesitation
  I got the guns to fight
  So please refrain from hatin
  Before I turn out ya lights
  I do my dirt all by my lonely
  And I got the heart to fight
  So please refrain from hatin
  Before I turn out ya lights
  Ain't no hesitation
  I got the guns to fight
  So please refrain from hatin
  Before I turn out ya lights