Power Freestyle

[Produced by Andrew Dawson, Jeff Bhasker, Kanye West, Mike Dean & S1]

[Los]

Okay, yeah, it just became unfair, let’s go

Burberry button downs fly poppin collas

Bonafide hustlas never stop clockin dollas

Pineapple candy painted drop top Impalas

And none of that ain't comin till I drop outta college

Cause no one man should have all this knowledge

Of intricate articulate evolved and polished

With theories of philosophers and laws of scholars

A whole heart full of go hard no coward

I’m high no hydro

I’m fly no pilot

I’m gone no goodbye

On fire no hydrant

I’m fresh no Trident

Cool as an after dinner mint

Strong no Altoid

Fuck with me no intimate

My flow is like intuition

It’s oh so intuitive

Me a tell ya to your face

No choice who the truest is

I’m ballin like Julius, Erving

Disturbing the peace

Yall niggas so ludacris

You losing I’m lucrative

It’s foolishness

If you ain't tryin to hook up with me

That would be a giant look

Giants look up to me

And if your sleeping on me son you done chose your death

I’m so hot I slept on the sun and almost froze to death

Shootin till no foes is left

Shootin till no opponents left

Hatin niggas hold ur breath

If you waiting for Los to

F-A-I-L, but I saved myself

Niggas thought I wouldn't get up

From the way I fell

They say damn Los whats takin so long the game trippin

Use to ask my momma the same thing on Thanksgiving

And just like she told me I gots to keep it real

And say nigga when it’s time for us to eat we will

Now I’m writin 3 wills for sucka bustas and lames

R.I.P. to all you niggas that’s fuckin up in the game

I’m coming cuff in your change

When I’m coming tuck in your chains

I’m coming up in your lane

When I come you cuffin your dame

I’m something fucking insane

Leave her sucking fucking a train

I fucked her up in the brain

Make her sucking fucking the train

It’s nothing, to take it back to all black, black clothes

Black on black and pitch black on the scaffold

All black, mask black, new fly Izod

Black suitcase, black rooftop tripod

Black Ray-Ban’s, Black album in my iPod

Then black out and let the shooter back out, my god!