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conversations.value: Write me a song called 6'7' Freestyle with the following description: A freestyle over the beat for 6 Foot 7 Foot by Lil Wayne. Featuring Kendrick’s label mate, ScHoolboy Q Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
  Said I'm a fuckin' monster,
   
  a massive attack, I haunt ya
  I mastered the rap, then fucked up the monitors, mastered that
  After that, I went for thermometers, popped 'em all, then popped in the
  Jaw of Tracy Veronica, holla back, they promised us
  No pajamas, insomnia, will attack, I attack like piranha does
  Hit your block like a comet- blah! And you all know what time it is
  2012, mark your calendars, calisthenics and silencers
  Exercisin' that trigger strap, rock with us, Metallica
  Competition no talent, hmm, in the jungle, what's wild enough?
  Just might stumble upon a pack of lions
  No lyin', my soldiers dyin', this is Iraq, alliances
  Lining with stars and bars of a prison rep,
   my science a-
  -pplyin' pressure, her stretcher is needed, pay the proceeds
  Or you live in debt, y'all soft as a giga-pet, you niggas can't see me
  Unless you watchin' the TV or ultra huggin' my silhouette
  My flow got the ceiling wet, I spit 'til I feel my breath
  Who sinkin' my fuckin' chest? She fuckin' the fuckin' best
  Mean my dick is the dick of death, mean I'm killin that pussy
  Like Spike whenever that Jerry slept
  [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
  Yeah, Dre
  Me and Andre the Giant, 6'7 and climbin'
  Whether you storm to your climate,
   whether you're beat makin' or rhyming
  Bumpin some Phyllis Hyman, hand full of diamonds like Jay fans
  On a island with Ray Bans, glasses palmin' asses
  That probably came wit' a great tan, hehe
  I be the motherfuckin' mecca of this hub city spectrum
  Where they at? I will dissect them like a fucking frog's rectum
  Why you wreckin' with irreputable? My worst flow incredible
  They probably call the federal after I slaughter several
  Etcetera, etcetera, Bentley passin' up Celicas
  They tellin' us about shit, HiiiPoWeR in your mouth, bitch
  And Top Dawg can vouch, bitch, nigga, what you 'bout?
  About face with army outfits, the general's here
  That mean the hustlers and the criminals here
  Penitence reachin' pinnacles of life and despair
  And me I solemnly swear to handle mine like a Taliban and die for it
  Only difference is I ain't never askin' Allah for it
  Only difference is I be spazzin' and still a proud poet
  Put me in a category, I don't know what's a sadder story
  Guts and glory,
   your pain bore me you ain't really lived it
  I take you to a block where they crippin'
  Or Piru that 5'2 gun bigger than the torso of Pippen
  Bitch, I been doin' it
  Before you niggas ruined it, show me somethin' different
  You either kissin' dick or givin' me distance
  You live in a district of dimebags and dummies, I know your statistics
  Who your boss? He more like my assistant
  Get lost, have a egg and a biscuit
  Break fast when we aimin' them biscuits
  Pay cash when your chain come up missin'
  Q! Q! [Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
  Ah!
  Double up, shit, what the fuck?
  Get me some my promo poppin', 
  setbacks droppin', soon they watchin'
  I just lock and load explode, target flowed, I'm somewhere blowed
  Marriotts and Swisher Sweets, L.A. nigga pro'bly east
  Cheerin' for the ragin' beats, X O henny scrape the keif
  Bangin C, I'm bangin', B,
   put them niggas next to me
  Stop and focus, get the lead, I'm here now, let the hardest speak
  Ya all them dudes got ovaries, period, run on sentence
  Still I'm ventin', air conditionin', coolest breezes, ill diseases
  Grip my penis, shoot my semen, still I'm comin', miles a runnin'
  I was learnin' gettin' knowledge, head is throbbin', she's a goblin
  We be mobbin' over bitches, stick and miss and she the business
  Get a witness, pussy frenchin', just a mission
  Poppin' off like on a mission, proposition, gettin' money, drop a nigga
  Rush a nigga, stomp a nigga, crush a nigga, dust a nigga
  Copperhead gon' thrust a nigga, heatin' up the winter, nigga
  Somethin' to remember, nigga, hella sick, I got a spit
  Curse with a verse like God told me kill the shit
  Load the clip Heckler & Koch, the hoover king
  Bada bing by the ding a ling, natural hoover
  Fing ring with a vision clearin' it with Visine, asian from Beijing
  Money make her cum, she cream- feed the weak, that's Wing Stop
  At the start with rain drops, autobot
  Space shuttle shittin' on your car lots- boy, stop!
  Could at least got a saturn, huh? HiiiPoWer see our patent, huh?
  Workin' on tracks like we never been free, 22 squezze niggas shootin' off C’s
  Please thought a nigga shot 16’s
  Rhyme sixteens- bada bing, bing, bing, bing.... bing [Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
  If you want to be from HiiiPoWeR
  Please come to friend zone
  But don't wowwy
  You will not suck on my dick tonight