Kanye West - Power 106 Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Boy] One thing that makes me mad is when people get foolish On Halloween, people start to feel like they're kinda ghoulish Comin' into my face, sayin' "Hey can I get a picture? Can I get a picture of you and your son?" and I say "Hold on, I don't want one" Step back, get away, give me my space Wait, give me my space, because I may Chris Brown you and punch you dead in your motherf**in' face Because I don't like people comin' into my category, into my area Because they cause ma** hysteria It gets scarier, or should I say it's scary Because I can hit high notes, kick in your nuts like Mariah Carey And that's the way it is, so those things make me mad When my momma pa**ed away, that was the thing that made Big Boy really sad We're talkin' about mad, we're talkin' 'bout gettin' frustrated We're talkin' about before me and my girl got married, before we dated We're talkin' about when people say things about my momma or my family You can't do that to me, because you can't trust me Now I'm Ida's son, Keith's brother, Sheila's brother, Kenny's brother Sharell's brother, Nicole's brother, Sharnice's brother, a whole lot of brothers But anyway, let me get back on topic That's the way it is when I kick freestyles, let me stop it So Kanye, you're here What makes you mad? Make it clear I'm fallin' off, let me put my shoes back on, let me tie 'em up Kanye, here you go, brother, could you please fill up our cup? [Verse 2: Kanye West] Uh, I guess I get mad when you get boxed in So mad, you wanna start boxin' So mad, you're gonna turn to Tyson Slicin' and dicin' Paparazzi, I'm like a nazi to 'em I'm not Bill Cosby to 'em And I ain't Bing Crosby More like the next Sinatra to 'em Uh, ayo I got to ruin The image and the style that you're used to doin' When people usually do music I am a visionary, Christian soldier, don't confuse it Ayo, before I lose it, and have to prove it This the way that we gon' do it, time we gotta move it to the future Kamasutra Any way that suit yah Don't shoot yah Stop the violence and it's been stopped Uh, we stopped the violence in the hip-hop Uh, we stopped the hatin' and the degredation Uh, we 'bout to build like one nation Uh, got off the phone with Benjamin Carson Uh, that's the next president, arson Burn it down, burn Hollywood, burn, like Ice Cube said Uh, I'm the rudest Lot of people say that, cause they say Ye don't play that They be off that Grey Goose, I be off that Ye juice Uh, that's the way I stay loose Confidence and esteem, American dream Uh, my crib spacial Uh, my relationship is interracial [Verse 3: Big Boy] You can't categorize me, you can't put me in a box I'm the ox that rocks, bagels and locks Learn what you're eatin', learn the menu Cause I continue to send freestyles through your denu Or should I say I dim you, down like a lightswitch That's the way it is, Big Boy, you know I'm not a yitch I gotta go 'head and censor myself And if you look into my pocket, I'm a little bit of wealth But anyway, Ida's son, the real McCoy Ida's son, the homies, they call me Big Boy Yesterday, today, [?] I had to drop 7-10 cause it's Kanye West day In the neighborhood, Power 106, it's all good That's the way it is, I think you should Let me get back on, because I'm fallin' off again Let me kick my volume way past 10 'Because it's Ida's son, the B-I-G Big Boy's in the house, in the place to be I don't know why I'm saying these old simple last rhymes But anyway, I'm Kickin back with some friends of mine That's louis, E-man, and Kanye, Can't Forget Ricky That's the man that's on the microphone [?] Thats the man thats on the turntables, Willing and able [Verse 4: Kanye West] I don't where to start, I don't where to start Maybe the chart, maybe the heart Maybe the, Maybe the flow Maybe the 'Go, where i was grow Where I grew up in, Where you could see When my momma divorced my daddy and we moved down [?] When we was three, in the cold Straight from Chicago, where I go And everybody know From my homie Don C, I be eh Ay yo, like IBM Or Apple Steve Jobs, or this Yeah, I'm on my job with this Ay yo its very very simple You heard me on Jimmy Kimmel I can do it in every tempo, I use my temple I wanna build a temple, I wanna build Churches That could be as big as the Adams Family, where it lurches Ay yo, this is not a circus The zoo is closed motherf**er Ay yo, it ain't no No cursing in the versing, what you know is not perfect And you know its still worth it I might short circuit I might just blackout Hit you with that blakka, you know I'm the rocker Number one Chief rocker, Number one Chief rocker Ain't nobody gon' stop em', ain't nobody gon' stop us because I got God on my side, thats the way I ride Jesus Christ Yeezus Christ Yeezus nice