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[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Puppies Are Forever with the following description: In this song, Sia talks a lot about how dogs are considered just gifts nowadays, while their true value is ignored. She emphasizes that dogs aren’t just toys and that they have lives all their own—they’re “not just for Christmas.” Dogs are a big commitment and shouldn’t be brought into a home on a whim.\nSia also encourages possible dog-owners to consider their nearest animal pound or rescue organization. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nOh how much, oh how much\nFor the puppy in the window?\nI can see him playing so alone\nI believe he sees a friend in me\nOh how much, oh how much\nFor the puppy in the window?\nHow I love his little pink nose\nI think he's waiting to come home with me\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFound my best friend down the old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\nFound my best friend down the old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\n[Chorus]\nBut puppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\n'Cause they're so cute and fluffy with shiny coats\nBut will you love 'em when they're old and slow?\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, puppies are forever [Verse 2]\nOh, oh my sweet, oh my sweet\nLittle puppy from the window\nI will never let you go-o\n'Cause now you are my family\nOh my cute, oh my cute\nLittle puppy from the window\nI been waiting for you so long\nI'll never let you down, baby\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFound my best friend down the old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\n[Chorus]\nBut puppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\n'Cause they're so cute and fluffy with shiny coats\nBut will you love 'em when they're old and slow?\nBut puppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, puppies are forever\nOh, oh [Bridge]\nFound my best friend down the old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\nThe old dog pound\n[Outro]\nBut puppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, not just for Christmas\nPuppies are forever, puppies are forever\nPuppies are forever" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I’m a Fruit with the following description: Written for the first episode of Waffles + Mochi, this song is staged as animated interlude when the title characters wonder whether tomatoes are vegetables or fruits. In the cartoon, a tomato voiced by Sia and wearing the singer’s trademark black-and-white wig sings this song declaring that she is definitely a fruit. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI'm not a vegetable\nI'm just misunderstood\nI've never been a vegetable\nAnd I wouldn't be if I could\nPut me in a certain aisle\nLike there's no more to discover\nBut you gotta read my whole book\nNot just look at the cover\nPeople take one look at me\nAnd they think they know who I am\nBut I'm here to say, once and for all\nSo that everyone can understand\n[Chrous]\nI'm a fruit\nI'm a fruit\nDon't define me so fast\nCause I'm herе to say at last\nThat, baby, I'm a fruit\n[Verse 2]\nDon't box me in\nUnless you're putting mе in\nA pizza box, it tastes so good And no matter what kind of tomato you are\nSliced, or diced, or in a jar\nIn ketchup, or on a salad bar\nOr sun-dried in a prima-vara\nA tomato, I said a tomato-oh-ooh\n[Chrous]\nCause I'm a fruit\nI'm a fruit\nDon't define me so fast\nCause I'm here to say at last\nThat, baby, I'm fruit\nThat's right" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Stoned with the following description: “Stoned” is an unreleased song by Post Malone. It’s assumed the song was produced around early 2017, based on the metatag on the file containing the date February 23, 2017. A snippet was leaked on November 29, 2019, and the full song was leaked on November 30, 2019. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nOoh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh\n[Verse 1]\nI got this knot inside my throat, call my vodka up if I come\nAnd I'm not suicidal, I just drink to forget my problems\nSeems like the kids these days are all just lookin' to get higher, oh\nI'm just the same, anything's I won't tell momma and father\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWant it all and we want it now\nDo anything to not come down\nGet my fix someway, somehow, today\n[Chorus]\nYou know, you know just how it goes\nWe're just stoned, leave us alone\nAin't nothin' wrong, it's cool at home\nWe're good as gold, we're all just stoned\nOoh-ooh, ooh-ooh\nWe're good as gold, we're all just stoned\n[Verse 2]\nI got my woman, got my high, my guitar, and some money\nAnd I'll be goddamned if these fuckers try to take that from me\nBut ain't shit wrong with us and don't tell me, \"Talk to somebody\"\nI'm drunk at 2 p.m., treat every day like it's a Friday [Pre-Chorus]\nWant it all and we want it now\nDo anything to not come down\nGet my fix someway, somehow, today\n[Chorus]\nYou know, you know just how it goes\nWe're just stoned, leave us alone\nAin't nothing wrong, it's cool at home\nWe're good as gold, we're all just stoned\nOoh-ooh, ooh-ooh\nWe're just stoned, leave us alone\nOoh-ooh, ooh-ooh\nWe're good as gold, we're all just stoned\n[Bridge]\nNot much to do these days, we sit and smoke my life away\nJust like everyone else I know (Uh)\nNot much to do these days, I got too much on the way\nSit back and light up and let go\n[Chorus]\nYou know, you know just how it goes\nWe're just stoned, leave us alone\nAin't nothing wrong, it's cool at home\nWe're good as gold, we're all just stoned\nOoh-ooh (Hey-oh-oh-oh), ooh-ooh\nWe're just stoned, leave us alone (Stoned)\nOoh-ooh (Hey-oh-oh-oh), ooh-ooh\nWe're good as gold, we're all just stoned (Stoned)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Get Your Number with the following description: Mariah Carey’s “Get Your Number” peaked at #9 on the U.K. Singles chart and was moderately successful internationally. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Jermaine Dupri & \nMariah Carey\n]\nHah, you know girl, it's crazy\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh\nSee, I've always been wanting a girl like you\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh\nSo fine, motherfucker, he-he-he\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh\nCan I, can I get your number?\n[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]\nOh, damn, the club 'bout to close in a minute\nCan I get your number, baby, so you and I can go get in it?\nLet me come and pick you up, I'm gon' take you out\nCan I get your number, baby?\nSo I can show you what I'm all about?\nWhat I'm all about? Damn!\n[Verse 1: Mariah Carey]\nI've been checking you out\nAnd I noticed that you ain't just one of the crowd\nSo tell me won't you come over and see about me, baby?\nI've got the Cry's on ice, I'm about to get in\nUp in V-I-P with all my ladies\n[Pre-Chorus: Mariah Carey]\nTell me how many times in your life\nWill you get an opportunity like this tonight?\nTell me a little something about you\nHear a little something about me\nI got a house in Capri and my own G4\nAnd a Benz with the doors that lift up from the floor [Chorus: Jermaine Dupri & \nMariah Carey\n]\nOh damn! The club 'bout to close in a minute \n(Ooh)\nCan I get your number, baby, so you and I can go get in it?\nLet me come and pick you up\nI'm gon' take you out \n(Take me out)\nCan I get your number, baby?\nSo I can show you what I'm all about?\nWhat I'm all about? Damn!\n[Verse 2: Mariah Carey]\nNow that you're sitting next to me, I bet you're wondering\nWhat my intentions are for you and I to get into\nBaby, I just wanna hug and kiss and love you\nLook into my eyes, baby, don't be shy\nIs it yes or no? We ain't got all night!\n[Pre-Chorus: Mariah Carey]\nTell me how many times in your life\nWill you get an opportunity like this tonight?\nTell me a little something 'bout you\nHear a little something 'bout me\nI've got a big penthouse with a sick hot tub\nWe can watch the flat screen while the bubbles filling up\n[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri & \nMariah Carey\n]\nOh damn! The club 'bout to close in a minute \n(Ooh)\nCan I get your number, baby, so you and I can go get in it?\n(Tonight)\nLet me come and pick you up, I'm gon' take you out\nCan I get your number, baby?\nSo I can show you what I'm all about? \n(Baby)\nWhat I'm all about? Damn! [Bridge: Mariah Carey]\nLalalala, la, la\nLalalala, lalalala\nLalalala, la, lala, lala, lala, lala\nLalalala, la, la\nLalalala, lalalala\nLalalala, la, lala, lala, lala, lala\nOh, baby, hey!\n[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri & \nMariah Carey\n]\nOh damn! The club 'bout to close in a minute \n(Ooh)\nCan I get your number, baby, so you and I can go get in it?\n(I wanna go get in it)\nLet me come and pick you up\nI'm gon' take you out \n(Take me out)\nCan I get your number, baby?\nSo I can show you what I'm all about?\nWhat I'm all about? Damn!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Despacito (Remix) with the following description: “Despacito” se trata de una relación sexual y romántica entre dos personas. La palabra “despacito,” o lentamente, indica como es el romance en la relación.\nEs un remix de la popular canción de Luis Fonsi y Daddy Yankee, “Despacito”, la cual encabezó las listas de diecisiete países. Las letras del tema original y el remix son idénticas, excepto por la introducción de Justin Bieber y el tercer verso, siendo la primera vez que aparece cantando en español.\nComo dato, es la canción con más visitas en Genius. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Letra de \"Despacito (Remix)\" ft. Justin Bieber]\n[Intro: Justin Bieber]\nComin' over in my direction\nSo thankful for that, it's such a blessin', yeah\nTurn every situation into heaven, yeah\nOh-oh, you are\nMy sunrise on the darkest day\nGot me feelin' some kind of way\nMake me wanna savor every moment slowly, slowly\nYou fit me tailor-made, love how you put it on\nGot the only key, know how to turn it on\nThe way you nibble on my ear, the only words I wanna hear\nBaby, take it slow so we can last long\n[Verso 1: Luis Fonsi & \nDaddy Yankee\n]\n¡Oh! Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal\nMe voy acercando y voy armando el plan\nSólo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (\nOh, yeah\n)\nYa, ya me está gustando más de lo normal\nTodos mis sentidos van pidiendo más\nEsto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro\n[Coro: Justin Bieber & Luis Fonsi, \nDaddy Yankee\n]\nDespacito\nQuiero respirar tu cuello despacito\nDeja que te diga cosas al oído\nPara que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo\nDespacito\nQuiero desnudarte a besos despacito\nFirmo en las paredes de tu laberinto\nY hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito\n(Sube, sube, sube\nSube, sube) [Post-Coro: Luis Fonsi & \nDaddy Yankee\n]\nQuiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo (Woah, woah)\nQue le enseñes a mi boca (Woah, woah)\nTus lugares favoritos \n(Favorito, favorito, baby)\nDéjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro (Woah, woah)\nHasta provocar tus gritos (Woah, woah)\nY que olvides tu apellido\n[Verso 2: Daddy Yankee]\nSi te pido un beso, ven, dámelo, yo sé que estás pensándolo\nLlevo tiempo intentándolo, mami, esto es dando y dándolo\nSabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace bom, bom\nSabes que esa beba está buscando de mi bom, bom\nVen, prueba de mi boca para ver cómo te sabe\nQuiero, quiero, quiero ver cuánto amor a ti te cabe\nYo no tengo prisa, yo me quiero dar el viaje\nEmpecemos lento, después salvaje\n[Pre-Coro: \nDaddy Yankee & Justin Bieber,\n Daddy Yankee]\nPasito a pasito, suave suavecito\nNos vamos pegando, \npoquito a poquito\nCuando tú me besas con esa destreza\nVeo que eres malicia con delicadeza\nPasito a pasito, suave suavecito\nNos vamos pegando, \npoquito a poquito\nY es que esa belleza es un rompecabezas\nPero pa' montarlo aquí tengo la pieza\n¡Oye! [Coro: Justin Bieber & Luis Fonsi, \nDaddy Yankee\n]\nDespacito\nQuiero respirar tu cuello despacito\nDeja que te diga cosas al oído\nPara que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo\nDespacito\nQuiero desnudarte a besos despacito\nFirmo en las paredes de tu laberinto\nY hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito\n(Sube, sube, sube\nSube, sube)\n[Post-Coro: Luis Fonsi & \nDaddy Yankee\n]\nQuiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo (Woah, woah)\nQue le enseñes a mi boca (Woah, woah)\nTus lugares favoritos \n(Favorito, favorito, baby)\nDéjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro (Woah, woah)\nHasta provocar tus gritos (Woah, woah)\nY que olvides tu apellido\n[Puente: Luis Fonsi]\nDespacito\nThis is how we do it down in Puerto Rico\nI just wanna hear you screaming, \"¡Ay, bendito!\"\nI can move forever cuando esté contigo\n¡Báilalo! [Outro: Daddy Yankee, \nLuis Fonsi\n & \nJustin Bieber\n]\nPasito a pasito, suave suavecito\nNos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito\nQue le enseñes a mi boca\nTus lugares favoritos\n(Favorito, favorito, baby)\nPasito a pasito, suave suavecito\nNos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito\nHasta provocar tus gritos\n (Fonsi)\nY que olvides tu apellido\n (DY)\nDespacito" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Another Again with the following description: Once Again is the second studio album by American singer John Legend, issued by GOOD Music and Sony Music Entertainment on October 24, 2006. In this song “Another Again” he explains his relationship with his on again, off again girlfriend. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSo we did it again\nKnowing we should quit it, but we simply won't admit it again\nOh it feels good, it's so good, but I won't do it again\nIt's so dramatic again\nAfter we go at it, we get mad then we go at it again\nOh I love it, then I hate it, she's my favorite\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nAgain I'm wasting time\nI can't help it she's so fine\nOh I like her style\nAnd I love the way she talks and I smile\nAs much as we may try\nCan't quite see eye to eye\nSo in the meantime, I guess we say bye-bye\n[Chorus]\n(And again and again and again)\nOh, and then, we do it again\nWe do it again and we do it again\nOh, and then, we do it again\nWe want it again, and we want it again\n[Verse 2]\nSo we fake it again\nI think we're gonna blow it, and we know it\nBut she's naked again\nWe get wasted, then I taste it, then I waste it again\nI can't invite her again\n'Cause she'll go from a lover to a fighter\nAnd I'll fight her again\nSo it's over, but I told her to come over [Pre-Chorus 2]\nAgain I'm wasting time\nBut she's always on my mind\nI can't let her go\nOh, she's not the best, but she's all that I know\nAs much as we may try\nCan't quite see eye to eye\nSo in the meantime I guess we say bye-bye\n[Chorus]\n(And again and again and again)\nOh, and then, we do it again\nWe do it again and we do it again\nOh, and then, we do it again\nWe want it again, and we want it again\n[Verse 3]\nSo I've got a new friend\nI wish I could forget you\nBut I miss you, wanna kiss you again\nWell, she's like you, but she's not you, gotta find you again\nSo we remember again\nThe middle of December and I took you out to dinner again\nOh I love her, it's not over, just another again\n[Outro]\n(And again and again and again)\nOh, it's another again-\nI love her, it's another again..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Long Road to Hell with the following description: The tale of a man who thought he could trick out the devil after having sold his soul. The story is told, perhaps, from the man’s coincience point of view. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse: Audra Mae]\nYeah, our story goes\nHe went down to the crossroads\nHe sat down and kept his eyes closed\nWell, everyone has a price, child\nAnd what it cost him\nWas his soul\n[Refrain: Audra Mae]\nYou think you're gettin' away\nNo escape from the deal you made\nYou walked right into his plan\nRun as fast as you think you can\nBack from wherever you came\nCall the devil by any name\nOh no, now who you do blame?\nShoulda listened to what I say\nWhat I say, what I say, yeah\n[Chorus: Audra Mae]\nI don't know if I'll be comin' home again, home again\nNo, I don't know if I'll be comin' home\nIt's a long road to Hell without no soul\n[Build] [Drop]\n[Refrain: Audra Mae]\nJust when you think you're gettin' away\nNo escape from the deal you made\nYou walked right into his plan\nRun as fast as you think you can\nBack from wherever you came\nCall the Devil by any name\nOh no, now who you do blame?\nShoulda listened to what I say\nWhat I say, what I say, yeah\nLet me tell you, it's a hard road to Hell without no soul\n[Build]\n[Drop]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Smokin’ Section with the following description: Wiz effortlessly floats over a smooth sample of Common’s “The 6th Sense,” delivering bars about everything from his legacy as a rapper to getting money and of-course, smoking weed. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAyo, I never had common sense\nBut I had enough sense to calm my ass down and make my dollars stretch\nYeah\n[Verse 1]\nUh, ayo, I never had common sense\nBut I had enough sense to calm my ass down and make my dollars stretch\nI'm like basketball to net how I make it all connect\nMove strong so the funds I collect come correct when the boss nigga check ya\nIf you don't come from the set, I don't respect ya\nBetter yet, jump on a jet and give them checks up\nI never give nothin' less than my best\nYou can tell by the way that I'm dressed\nGrey bottom and my dreads always fresh\nSmoke so much, I swear that I'm blessed\nKnow so much, I swear I'm a genius\nAnd I'm K-Oing niggas, we ain't callin' it even\nSpent too much time online, I'm with your broad for the evening\nShe a big ol' freak, I pull it out and she eat it\n[Verse 2]\nYou might think I got time to kill 'cause I'm so real\nLot of niggas I could've checked this year, but I'ma chill\nI ain't gotta tell that they fake, in time, it will\nWhen it come to being certified, I'm signed and sealed\nSigned a deal since I was 16, I been gettin' cream\nA young nigga smokin' weed like it's nicotine\nMade my own scene\nIf that's your girl, then why she kick it with the whole team?\nSmoke the whole thing\nEyes hella low, never tried, then you'll never know\nYoung Khalifa flows so incredible\nOff of six joints and a edible\nI don't write it down, it ain't legible\nProfessional from the head to toe\nBig vegetables, we ain't smokin' no oregano\nNever pedal slow, we just catch and go\nAnd when I'm finished with this shit, it's gon' be set in stone\nA real king, before I'm done, I'll have to get a throne\nBetter know as the nigga killin' every fuckin' verse\nAnd puttin' rappers in a hearse\nAnd when you do it like me, niggas see your blessings as a curse\nBut, shit, I could be doing worse [Outro]\nFuck y'all" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Oh Na Na with the following description: The first of two Wiz collaborations on this album, the beat by Daz Dillinger opens with drums that recall 1970s hip-hop production, before giving way to a smooth funk groove. Wiz shouts out his Khalifa Kush marijuana strain, before he and Snoop deliver verses extolling the virtues of smoking the plant. Snoop even drops in a shout out to fellow G-Funk legend Warren G, and his track “Regulate.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nHere we go\nIt’s time\n[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]\nIf it ain’t KK what you smoking on\nIf it ain’t Rosé tell ‘em carry on\nIt ain’t ‘bout mine ‘less the money long\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\n[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]\nFat sack in hand, \nMac and Dev\nBack in dreads\n, stacking bread\nKush in the air errywhere I be\nWord is Doggy Dogg got that 10 a key\nYou can believe what you wanna loc\nSee I’ma pee on the tree when I wanna smoke\nUnderground to the top shelf\nAnd I can do it by my goddamn self\nI put some fire on the tip\nHigh when I trip, still fly on a bitch\nI’ma ease on by\nTip top, don’t stop, why not, not why\nSee I’ma regulate it\nReal shit, real niggas, real weed separated\nAnd put the match on the tip\nSo quick, so fast like that, you bitch [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]\nIf it ain’t KK what you smoking on\nIf it ain’t Rosé tell ‘em carry on\nIt ain’t ‘bout mine ‘less the money long\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\n[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]\nCame in this thang, blowing on the strongest Mary Jane\nMake sure everybody know my name\nNiggas know we go hard so we young bosses in the game\nNow I’m getting weed on the plane\nIt’s such a shame, your bitch with us\nHatin’ on me ‘cause you probably can’t get rich with us\nProbably run around claim you a real nigga too\nBut I’ma fuck her, never call like real niggas do, ooh\nNo pain, no gain\nI be on the yacht drunk sipping champagne\nPartying with Snoop Dogg, smoking propane\nScreaming rest in peace June Bug with my whole gang\nUhh, niggas hate but I just laugh at that\nA milly first quarter, you ain’t half of that\nTalking trees, we can go pack for pack\nAll day, we just smoke back to back [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]\nIf it ain’t KK what you smoking on\nIf it ain’t Rosé tell ‘em carry on\nIt ain’t ‘bout mine ‘less the money long\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na\nOh na na na na na na" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Intro (C4) with the following description: C4, Mr. Carter’s home! On this first track, Weezy blasts back onto the scene triumphantly. It’s the first track on his first album since he’s been released, and Wayne is taking back the crown. He was gone, but surely not forgotten. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by Willy Will]\n[Verse]\nMan, fuck them bitches and them hoes\nAnd them niggas pussies, camel toes\nI got some money on me, and the weed nice\nMy shit won’t ever stop, suck my green light\nBitch it’s Carter 4, murder's all she wrote\nNow it’s fuck everybody, like a Scorpio\nStill running shit, I’m on my cardio\nBoy I’m going in, like my water broke\nSuicide note, suicide doors\nI put in overtime, like a tied score\nTinted windows bitch, that mean mind yours\nAnd the weed loud, like a lion's roar\nStare into the eyes, the eyes of forever\nHear no evil see no evil, Helen Keller\nNo music on, rock it acapella\nAnd I don’t need a watch, the time is now or never\nTell my niggas love, I die behind this shit\nA nigga counting money, you niggas counterfeit\nReal nigga nigga, proud of what I am\nYoung Money is an army, bitch I’m Uncle Sam\nThem hoes call me Tunechi, mama call me Tune\nI left the bullshit in the waiting room\nStraight to the money, no short cuts\nNow watch me go retarded, yellow short bus\nWe do drive-bys, we do walk-ups\nAnd bitch I be so high, I get starstruck\nMillz in this bitch, he said fuck them hoes\nAnd the jewelry bright, like summer clothes\nAnd I keep some bud, like Rudy Huxtable\nI’m bout to slam the beat, nigga Dusty Rhodes\nI’m from eagle street,\n \nI go Hercules\nI get on the beat, murder 1st degree\nYMCMB\n, \nwe don’t give a fuck\nYou faker than some titties, you get tittie fucked\nThis the best worst feeling\nAnd nigga if I die I die a death worth living\nThis that text book G shit\nI’ve been in that water but I’ve never been sea sick\nYeah, knock me I knock ya face off\nLife’s a crazy bitch, Grace Jones\nMind of a genius, with a heart of stone\nC4, Mr. Carter’s home!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Paris with the following description: “Paris” is the sixteenth track on Taylor Swift’s tenth album, Midnights. It was released as apart of the surprise drop of Midnights 3AM edition and is the third Taylor swift song to have a city in the title – the others being “London Boy” and “Welcome To New York”.\nLyrically the song discusses being in love with someone and ignoring or blocking out other distractions, like gossip and paparazzi, because of being consumed with and transported by life with this person and making imagined adventures out of simple things with them. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\n\"Your ex-friend's sister\nMet someone at a club and he kissed her\nTurns out, it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago\nSome wannabe Z-lister\nAnd all the outfits were terrible\n2003 unbearable\nDid you see the photos?\"\nNo, I didn't, but thanks, though\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI'm so in love that I might stop breathing\nDrew a map on your bedroom ceiling\nNo, I didn't see the news\n'Cause we were somewhere else\nStumbled down pretend alleyways\nCheap wine, make believe it's champagne\nI was taken by the view\n[Chorus]\nLike we were in Paris\nLike we were somewhere else\nLike we were in Paris, oh\nWe were somewhere else\n[Verse 2]\nPrivacy sign on the door\nAnd on my page and on the whole world\nRomance is not dead if you keep it just yours\nLevitate above all the messes made\nSit quiet by my side in the shade\nAnd not the kind that's thrown\nI mean, the kind under where a tree has grown [Pre-Chorus]\nI'm so in love that I might stop breathing\nDrew a map on your bedroom ceiling\nNo, I didn't see the news\n'Cause we were somewhere else\nStumbled down pretend alleyways\nCheap wine, make believe it's champagne\nI was taken by the view\n[Chorus]\nLike we were in Paris, oh\nLike we were somewhere else\nLike we were in Paris, oh\nWe were somewhere else\n[Bridge]\nI wanna brainwash you\nInto loving me forever\nI wanna transport you\nTo somewhere the culture's clever\nConfess my truth\nIn swooping, sloping, cursive letters\nLet the only flashing lights be the tower at midnight\nIn my mind\n[Breakdown]\nWe drew a map on your bedroom ceiling\nNo, I didn't see the news\n'Cause we were somewhere else\nIn an alleyway, drinking champagne [Chorus]\n'Cause we were in Paris\nYes, we were somewhere else\nMy love, we were in Paris\nYes, we were somewhere else" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Last Time (Taylor’s Version) with the following description: Lyrically, “The Last Time” tells the story of a couple on which the girl is fed up with her lover’s promises about them. From the other side, the boy tries to convince her to come back together with him.\nThis song is speculated to about actor Jake Gyllenhaal, since this song’s concept and meaning is similar to “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” and “I Almost Do”, which are other Red tracks assumed to be about the actor. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Gary Lightbody]\nI find myself at your door\nJust like all those times before\nI’m not sure how I got there\nAll roads they lead me here\nI imagine you are home\nIn your room, all alone\nAnd you open your eyes into mine\nAnd everything feels better\n[Pre-Chorus: Both]\nAnd right before your eyes\nI'm breaking\nNo past, no reasons why\nJust you and me\n[Chorus: Both]\nThis is the last time I'm asking you this\nPut my name at the top of your list\nThis is the last time I'm asking you why\nYou break my heart in the blink of an eye, eye, eye\n[Verse 2: Taylor Swift]\nYou find yourself at my door\nAnd just like all those times before\nYou wear your best apology\nBut I was there to watch you leave\nAnd all the times I let you in\nJust for you to go again\nDisappear when you come back\nEverything is better [Pre-Chorus: Both]\nAnd right before your eyes\nI'm aching\nNo past, nowhere to hide\nJust you and me\n[Chorus: Both]\nThis is the last time I'm asking you this\nPut my name at the top of your list\nThis is the last time I'm asking you why\nYou break my heart in the blink of an eye, eye, eye\n[Bridge: Taylor Swift, \nGary Lightbody\n, \nBoth\n]\nThis is the last time you tell me I've got it wrong\nThis is the last time I say, \"It's been you all along\"\nThis is the last time I let you in my door\nThis is the last time, I won't hurt you anymore\nOh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh, oh\n[Chorus: Both, \nTaylor Swift\n, \nGary Lightbody\n]\nThis is the last time I'm asking you this\nPut my name at the top of your list\nThis is the last time I'm asking you why\nYou break my heart in the blink of an eye\nThis is the last time I'm asking you this\n (\nThis is the last time I'm asking you this\n)\nPut my name at the top of your list\n (\nPut my name at the top of your list\n)\nThis is the last time I'm asking you why\n (\nThis is the last time I'm asking you why\n)\nYou break my heart in the blink of an eye\n (\nYou break my heart\n) [Outro: Both]\nThis is the last time I'm asking you, last time I'm asking you\nLast time I'm asking you this\nThis is the last time I'm asking you, last time I'm asking you\nLast time I'm asking you this\nThis is the last time I'm asking you, last time I'm asking you\nLast time I'm asking you this\nThis is the last time I'm asking you, last time I'm asking you\nLast time I'm asking you this" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called We Livin’ Like That with the following description: The final track of Lil Wayne’s FWA. Although excluded on the orginal version, this track made the final cut for the 2020 rerelease. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nI'ma put my niggas where my heart go (Heart go)\nBurner by the car door\nAlso the torso, point it at your cornrows (Cornrows)\nShoot 'em where his thoughts go (Bah)\nWhat you said? I thought so\nYou don't wanna spark woe (Nope)\n'Cause I'm feeling like charcoal (Ayy)\nI'm feeling like a lost soul\nBoy, I'm in war mode (War mode)\nHighway to Heaven, nigga (Errp)\nI can take you off-road\n[Verse 1]\nEven though I'm way up, I still finesse (I still finesse), yeah\nEven though I'm prayed up, I feel possessed (Dang)\nI don't know, man, it's like lately (Lately), I ain't been myself (Nope)\nI looked into the mirror and I see somebody else\nI don't recognize the face that I wear (Damn)\nI look into my eyes and ain't nobody there and I'm sleeping with a bitch I don't know (Who is you?)\nShe sleeping with the dick down her throat, oh lord\nWhat if some niggas kick down the door?\nI shoot it out then hide behind the ho\nNigga, what? I'm living like that, yeah\nNigga, what? I'm living like that, yeah (Yeah) [Verse 2]\nNigga, what? You can die like that\nDon't try like that\nSour grapes, nigga, 'cause you whine like brats\nI don't see these niggas 'cause they shine like black\nI'ma throw some bullets in the sky, nice catch\nIn the sky blue 'vette repping Piru set (Suwoop)\nHop up out that bitch like Batman (Yeah)\nYou get a toe tag quicker than a hashtag (Haha)\nI cut his feet off, tell that nigga tap dance\nI cut his wings off, make a nigga crash land (Woo)\nI need a theme song, nigga, I'm a masked man\nYou talk trash, nigga, only to the trash man (Yeah)\nThese pussycat niggas need a CAT scan (Yeah)\nI'm a mob boss asking what the crime cost (Yeah)\nOn my high horse seeing who I can buy off (Yeah)\nGot a chauffeur somewhere up in my garage lost\nGot some codeine poured up for a dry cough\nNigga, I'm living like that (Pour up), yeah\nNigga. what? I'm sipping like that (Pour up), yeah\n[Verse 3]\nLord, they can take me away, carry me in the wind\nBury me with a grin\nSalary may offend\nNow a bad-ass bitch sharing me with her friend\nAnd I started from the bottom like a tree with a stem (Woo)\nNow I feel like 50 Cent 'cause I see many men\nWish death upon me like a genie with them\nBut I put the burner barrel to his beanie and brim\nAnd leave a blood pool, put on your bikini and swim (Woo)\nMotherfucker, don't try, don't you even attempt (Yeah)\nI don't even want beef, I want linguine and shrimp\nLamborghinis and martinis and a suite full of nymphs\nFat stinky backwood, a swisher sweet with some length, boy\nAnd when it's them I got the heat with the \"nth\" (Yeah)\nMagazine extend, and \nmy Nina a twin\nI don't know two other bad sisters meaner than them\nI call them Venus and Serena, they hyena your limbs\nAnd we livin' like that, yeah (Yeah)\nNigga, what? You could get it like that (Like that, nigga), yeah [Chorus]\nI'ma put my niggas where my heart go (Heart go)\nBurner by the car door (Car door)\nAlso the torso, point it at your cornrows (Cornrows)\nShoot 'em where his thoughts go (Bah)\nWhat you said? I thought so\nYou don't wanna spark woe\n'Cause I'm feeling like charcoal (Ayy)\nI'm feeling like a lost soul\nBoy, I'm in war mode (War mode)\nHighway to Heaven, nigga\nI can take you off-road, I can take you off-road\nWoah\nWelcome to the crossroads\nWoah, yeah\n[Outro]\nSee, one thing about me, nigga\nI don't give two fucks about these niggas\nI'm three ticks from bombing, nigga\nI'm four sips from drowning, nigga\nI'm five star if you're counting, nigga\nTunechi" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Mamacita with the following description: “Mamacita” was released as the second single from Days Before Rodeo. The track features Atlanta-rappers Rich Homie Quan and Young Thug.\nWatch Travi$ talk to Sway about the production of “Mamacita” and how Rich Homie Quan was an obvious pick for the hook. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Young Thug, \nTravis Scott\n & \nRich Homie Quan\n]\nWhat, what?\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\nWoah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\nWoah-oh-oh, woah, woah-oh-oh\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nThis the last days to the rodeo\nLast night had me down in the back, comatose\nDon't think sunshades and a pill gon' help\nOnce I'm gone, can't tame myself (Myself, myself)\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\nYou know I really need ya\nNeed ya, need ya right now\nShe get freaky when the light's down\nThe shit's crack, no way niggas could pipe down\nWith the head first, got her straight out of the nightgown\nNothin' like the light-skinned mamacitas in H-Town\nThey got them pornstar big booties\nLet me film it, then shoot it\n3D money, no illusion\nDepending if I'm feelin' bougie\nMight hit your line, bitch\n[Pre-Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & \nYoung Thug\n]\nHad to cut my phone off\nBitch got it vibratin' on me like a beeper (\nBrrr\n)\nBoy, I'm in Colorado smokin' California reefer (Ha)\nHey, the bitch so bad\nCaught a ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Ha)\n(\nReally wanna meet her, wanna meet her\n)\nHey, and I ain't kin to Wayne but that my mamacita, hey [Chorus: Rich Homie Quan, \nTravis Scott\n, & \nYoung Thug\n]\n(\nMamacita, mamacita, what? What?\n)\nMamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita (\nWoo\n)\n(\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\n)\nThat's my, my mama, mamacita (\nWoo\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWoo\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nRacks\n)\n(\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWhat?\n)\nThat's my, that's my, mamacita\nThat's my, that's my mamacita\nThat's my—\n[Verse 2: Young Thug]\nMotherfuckin' girl, I love her\nI'ma give her the world (Woo)\nAyy, fuck her, I wanna fuck her mother (Woo)\nI just might give her my little girl (Woo)\nNo, no, I won't let go, bro, bad ho\nShe look the best with a 'fro (Woo)\nNatural nat-nat on go (Woo)\nDamn, Quan, turn on the stove (Woo)\nWhip it 'til I have a stroke (Woo)\nI do not fuck with America\n (Woo)\nI get it straight off the boat (Brr)\nOh, damn (Woo)\nThe kush, it never make me choke\nSlow down\nI'm speedin' and I got a trunk full of wham (Woo)\nDamn, \ntwenty-five thousand on an old school Cam\nSS me\n, these bitches wan' molest me\nDamn, they'll sex me, she a lesbian\nShe want chicken like sesame\nAnd she tryin' to undress me, test me\nGive her hotel keys like Cassidy, you dig? (Hey) [Pre-Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & \nYoung Thug\n]\nHad to cut my phone off\nBitch got it vibratin' on me like a beeper (\nBrrr\n)\nBoy, I'm in Colorado smokin' California reefer (Ha)\nHey, the bitch so bad\nCaught a ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Ha)\n(\nReally wanna meet her, wanna meet her\n)\nHey, and I ain't kin to Wayne but that's my mamacita, hey\n[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan, \nTravis Scott\n, & \nYoung Thug\n]\n(\nMamacita, mamacita, what? What?\n)\nMamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita (\nWoo\n)\n(\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWoo\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWoo\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nRacks\n)\n(\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWhat?\n)\nThat's my, that's my, mamacita\nThat's my, that's my mamacita\nThat's my—\n[Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan & \nYoung Thug\n]\nBad little college ho that I got on the east skirts of Decatur\n(What you talkin' 'bout, Rich Homie?)\nBest believe that she cover Rich Homie Quan like a blazer\n (Ooh, ooh, ooh)\nI smoke a lot of weed, keep my music turned up\nFuck my neighbors (I know they can't fucking stand me, nigga)\nI fuck a nigga bitch and turn her like a table (Ha)\nAyy, I'm still practicin' so you know I'm gettin' greater (I swear to God)\nAyy, still wearin' long socks and shorts like Fabo (D4, D4, D4)\nAyy, He was hatin' at first, now he tryna make the payroll (Tryna get some money)\nAyy, got a stupid bitch who'll do whatever I say so (Hey)\nAyy (Ayy), money on your head like a Jesus piece (What?)\nRight now I'm higher than Khalifa be (Gone)\nBad bitch lookin' like a Filipina (Bad)\nOoh, you're killin' me (Ha), ooh (What?)\nRemember me\nYou (You), finna be (What?)\nDeceased if you keep callin' me (\nHey\n) [Pre-Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & \nYoung Thug\n]\nTherefore I had to cut my phone off\nBitch got it vibratin' on me like a beeper (\nBrrr\n)\nBoy, I'm in Colorado smokin' California reefer (Ha)\nHey, the bitch so bad\nCaught a ticket 'cause I really wanna meet her (Ha)\n(\nReally wanna meet her, wanna meet her\n)\nHey, and I ain't kin to Wayne but that's my mamacita, hey\n[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan, \nTravis Scott\n, & \nYoung Thug\n]\n(\nMamacita, mamacita, what? What?\n)\nMamacita, mama, mama, my mamacita (\nWoo\n)\n(\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWoo\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWoo\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nRacks\n)\n(\nMamacita, 'cita, 'cita\n)\nThat's my mama, mamacita (\nWhat?\n)\nThat's my, that's my, mamacita\nThat's my, that's my mamacita\n[Produced by Metro Boomin, DJ Dahi, and Travis Scott]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Logic 4 Leak* with the following description: Listen to the song here\n\nThis song was performed by Logic acapella during some of his concerts. The quality isn’t great because it’s from his UStream, but it is amazing!\nHalf of it is also in his “Steps Back Radio Freestyle” and his “2013 XXL Freshman Freestyle” so check it out, the rest of it is unique!Expand 1Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Logic]\nLyrically I murder you quicker than Lamborghini drive-bys\nWho knew one man could handle more beef than Five Guys?\nSharper than steak knives, that I used to break ties\nWest Deer Park, that's where I'm from, end of story\nWhere cats pack more MACs than Apple's inventory\nMaryland on my back, never slack, get the glory\nI'm a motherfucking lyricist bitches they fearing us\nBack in the day, they wasn't hearing this\nNow I'm the one who's steering this, I'm self-driven\nWill he kill it? That's a lyrical given\nNew-School style, but the '90s is where my lyrics living\nMy flow is like another Earth, second nature\nI'll disintegrate ya', migrate ya', then light-saber, decapitate ya'\nIn the beginning they said I was fabricated\nAs soon as the numbers escalated, but these fuckers just mad that I made it\nMore chains than when a slave's traded, check it\nI'm under MC's skin, like muscle tissue, what's the issue?\nIf you talking shit then I'ma hit you\nGrab that pistol and whip you then dip you in lava, ain't no one 'liver\nSecond I arrive I murder it, I know you never heard of it\nSo sick, my lyrics I don't spit I regurgitate 'em\nAs listeners, chronologically study my words verbatim\nAssassinate 'em, the second I raid 'em like five-O\nWe pull off the heist and flee to Cabo, uh\nI mask emotions like a robbery\n'Cause when it comes to matters of the heart, women will clog your arteries\nThis reality, kill it and you're dead like a fatality\nHaters wanna kill me, I should put 'em on a salary and give 'em their own hotline to talk shit\nCall it 1-800-SUCK-MY-DICK\nWu-Tang forever, motherfucker what I'm reppin'\nThe second I step in the vicinity, murder evil entities\nWho pretend to be friends of me but I know they not\nHeart of gold, that's what I got, catch me in the spot\nNever getting caught, never getting shot\nKnow we never run like snot\nUnless it's from the cops then out body drops, ha\nOf course I'm speaking metaphorical\nProphesizing the future like the oracle\nFlow is rhetorical the shit's historical\nBut they don't understand me I'm staying now\nI getting honeys wiser than Christopher Columbus\nWhile the youth's listening to music that make them the dumbest\nKamasutra flow, motherfuckers already know\nMy position is on top, your position is fetal\nNever vain like a needle 'less I'm on the mic damn right\nHand me the mic and I'm the cockiest arrogant motherfucker that you've ever met\nBut after the set, I'm humble, ready to rumble no we never stumble cause we 'bout it\nBefore I dropped my last shit everybody doubted\nTill it came out, spit the flame out, and got my name out\n'Cause I'm ripping it up in a way that ain't nobody heard of it\nTotally original but you ain't heard a word of it\nAll you do is compare me to others cause you're scared of it\nSo every category that you put me in I murder it\nMurder it brutally, who are you to me, what could you do to me?\nTo make me stop telling people to follow their dreams?\n'Cause in the world we livin' everything it ain't all as it seems\nBut, if I can make ain't no reason they can't do the same\nSo if you ain't happy then you're the one to blame\nWhat a shame, persevere 'til these haters fearing your name\nLife is a vicious game, deal with both pleasure and pain\nBut you only get one shot, so boy, you better aim\nRattpack, Wu-Tang, forever what I claim" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Off That with the following description: “Off That” is a collaboration between JAY-Z and Drake that appears on Jay’s The Blueprint 3. On the track, the artists discuss their unwillingness to engage their detractors in conflict or beef, while also boasting about their material possessions and exorbitant wealth.\nThis was set to be the first single from the album but it got leaked before the album release date, which Jay held Timbaland responsible for; leading to some bad-blood between the two. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Jay-Z & \nTimbaland\n]\nWelcome\nTo the future, uhh (\nBlueprint, 3, ay-ay, oh, hey-hey\n)\nHey, count me in (\nBlue-print, 3, ay, hey, hey-hey\n)\nFind me a nice soft place to land (\nI got you Hov', ay ay-ay\n)\nI'm so high (\nYeah, hey hey, hey, hey, c'mon\n)\nFind me a place to land\n(\nFricky-fricky uhh, ahhhhh, c'mon now, c'mon now\n)\nYeah, right there, yeah (\nFricky-fricky Hov'\n)\n[Verse 1: Jay-Z]\nI'm so tomorrow the Audemar says yesterday\nWhich means you on time delay\nSo even if I slow it dowwwwwn\nMy sound is fast forward, hold up\nI'm just a runway show\nBut I wear that so my plane, these my runway clothes\nHehe, Cashmere sweats\nThey come out next year but these my last year sweats\nAnd my ho's so sick\nYour new chick can't fuck with my old bitch\nAnd you know this shit\nI'm professional, they novices\nI just may let you borrow this\nThis the Blueprint, nigga follow this\nThis what what tomorrow is\nWelcome to tomorrow BIIIIIIIIIII [Chorus: Drake, \nJay-Z\n, \nTimbaland\n]\nWhatever you about to discover we off that (\nHey\n)\nYou about to tell her you love her we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nAlways wanna fight in the club and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nBut you can't bring the future back, back (\nHey, hey\n)\nY'all are steady chasin the fame and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nOversized clothes and chains we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nNiggas still making it rain and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\n'Cause you can't bring the future back, back (\nHey\n)\nTell them haters get off me, the Cris' we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nTimbs we off that, rims we off that\n (\nHey, hey\n)\nYeah we off that, is you still on that?\n (\nHey, hey\n)\nAnd we still makin money 'cause we still on that\n (\nHey, err\n)\n[Verse 2: Jay-Z]\nThis ain't black vs. white, my nigga we off that\nPlease tell Bill O'Reilly to fall back\nTell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls\nIt's 2010, not 1864\nUhh, yeah we come so far\nSo I drive around town, hard top and it's off\nUhh, in my \nTriBeCa loft\nWith my high brow art\n, and my high yellow broad\nUhh, and my dark-skinned sis\nAnd my best white mate, say what's up to Chris\nUhh, how's that for a mix?\nGot a black president, got green presidents\n\"Blueprint's\" in my white iPod\nBlack diamonds in my Jesus piece, my God\nUhh, we ain't tripping off that\nThis a Benetton ad,\n nigga been up off that, uhh [Chorus: Drake, \nJay-Z\n, \nTimbaland\n]\nWhatever you about to discover we off that (\nHey\n)\nYou about to tell her you love her we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nAlways wanna fight in the club and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nBut you can't bring the future back, back (\nHey, hey\n)\nY'all are steady chasin the fame and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nOversized clothes and chains we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nNiggas still making it rain and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\n'Cause you can't bring the future back, back (\nHey\n)\nTell them haters get off me, the Cris' we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nTimbs we off that, rims we off that\n (\nHey, hey\n)\nYeah we off that, is you still on that?\n (\nHey, hey\n/\nUhh, uhh\n)\nAnd we still makin money 'cause we still on that\n (\nHey, err\n/\nUhh\n)\n[Verse 3: Jay-Z]\nI don't give a fidduck abiddout the widdate\nYou used to move, what you used to do\nAnd I don't give a fidduck abiddout the bitches\nThat you used to screw, what your future do\nAnd we don't really care what you used to say\nUnless that affects your future pay\nI'm on a practice field runnin' Two-A-Days\nSo I don't drop the ball when it's threw my way\nSo I don't give a fidduck abiddout the shit\nThat you probably did, who you probably is\nThe only time I deal in past tense\n'Cause I'm past rims, and I'm past tints\nIf you drivin' it, I drove it\nYou got it, 'cause I sold it\nYou copped it, I bought it back\nAnd we don't give a fidduck, nigga we off that [Chorus: Drake, \nJay-Z\n, \nTimbaland\n]\nWhatever you about to discover we off that (\nHey\n)\nYou about to tell her you love her we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nAlways wanna fight in the club and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nBut you can't bring the future back, back (\nHey, hey\n)\nY'all are steady chasin the fame and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nOversized clothes and chains we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nNiggas still making it rain and we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\n'Cause you can't bring the future back, back (\nHey\n)\nTell them haters get off me, the Cris' we off that (\nHey, hey\n)\nTimbs we off that, rims we off that\n (\nHey, hey\n)\nYeah we off that, is you still on that?\n (\nHey, hey\n)\nAnd we still makin money 'cause we still on that\n (\nHey, err\n)\n[Outro: Timbaland]\nHey, hey, hey, hey\nHey, hey, hey, hey\nHey, hey, hey, hey\nHey, hey, hey, err" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Messy with the following description: “Messy” is the ninth track of Fifth Harmony’s self-titled album. According to Lauren, it was written by Normani and Ally.\nThe girls first performed this song live at RockCorps 2017. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Dinah]\nI'll tell you straight how I feel with no filter\nNo touchin' up what you see, there's no filter\n[Refrain: Dinah]\nI can be cruel sometimes, out of my mind\nInsecure and out the door\nI am who I am and you won't have to wonder\n[Pre-Chorus: Lauren & \nAlly\n]\nI can be hard to handle\nDance around the house with nothin' but the radio on\nI can be such a scandal\nRunnin' at the mouth then crying on the bedroom floor\n(\nI can be, be\n)\n[Chorus: All & \nAlly\n]\nI can be messy\nI can be messy, yeah, I admit it\nI can be messy\nI can get crazy, yeah, I admit it\nOh, no changin' (\nOh no\n)\nOh, no changin'\nI can be messy\nYeah, I can be messy, yeah, I admit it (\nNah\n) [Verse 2: Normani]\nNo secrets here, it's just me with the lights on\nSay what I'm feelin' 'cause I can't hold my tongue\n[Refrain: Normani & \nAlly\n]\nI can be cruel sometimes, out of my mind\nInsecure and out the door\nI am who I am and you don't have to wonder (\nOh no, ah\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Ally]\nI can be hard to handle\nDance around the house with nothin' but the radio on\nI can be such scandal\nRunnin at the mouth then crying on the bedroom floor\n(I can be, be)\n[Chorus: All, \nNormani\n, \nAlly\n & \nDinah\n]\nI can be messy (\nI can be messy\n)\nI can be messy, yeah, I admit it\nI can be messy\nI can get crazy, yeah, I admit it\nOh, no changin' (\nWoah\n, \noh no\n)\nOh, no changin' (\nOh, yeah\n)\nI can be messy\nYeah, I can be messy, yeah, I admit it (\nYeah, I admit it\n) [Bridge: Ally, \nLauren\n, \nDinah\n & \nNormani\n]\nOh (\nOh\n, changin')\nOoh, I admit it, I admit it, I admit it\n (\nOh\n)\nNo apologies, oh, yeah\n (\nOoh, yeah\n)\nOh, no changin' (\nOh\n)\nOh, no changin' (\nAin't no changin'\n)\nOh, no changin'\nYeah, I admit it (\nOh\n)\n[Chorus: All, \nAlly\n, \nLauren\n & \nDinah\n]\nI can be messy\nI can be messy, yeah, I admit it (\nYeah\n)\nI can be messy\nI can get crazy, yeah, I admit it (\nYeah, I admit it\n)\nOh, no changin' (\nNo changin', oh no\n)\nOh, no changin' (\nNo changin'\n, \noh\n)\nI can be messy\nYeah, I can be messy, yeah, I admit it (\nYeah, I admit it\n)\n[Post-Chorus: All, \nDinah\n, \nNormani\n, \nAlly\n & *Lauren*]\nI can be messy\nI can be, I can be, I can be\n (\nYeah, ah\n, \nooh\n)\nI can be messy (\nMessy\n, *ooh, messy, baby*)\nYeah, I admit it (*Baby, babe, baby*)\nOh, no changin' (\nOh no\n)\nOh, no changin' (\nYeah\n)\nI can be messy\nYeah, I can be messy, yeah, I admit it (\nOh\n) [Outro: Ally]\nOh no, no" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Glitter in the Air with the following description: A slow, emotional, pop love ballad, released as the fifth single off of Funhouse, only in North America.\nShe performed the song at the 52nd Grammy Awards to a standing ovation, and it was dubbed by many media outlets as the best performance of the night. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nHave you ever fed a lover with just your hands?\nClosed your eyes and trusted, just trusted?\nHave you ever thrown a fistful of glitter in the air?\nHave you ever looked fear in the face and said, \"I just don't care\"?\n[Chorus]\nIt's only half past the point of no return\nThe tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burn\nThe thunder before the lightning and the breath before the phrase\nHave you ever felt this way?\n[Verse 2]\nHave you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?\nYour whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone\nHave you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?\nHave you ever invited a stranger to come inside?\n[Chorus]\nIt's only half past the point of oblivion\nThe hourglass on the table\n, the walk before the run\nThe breath before the kiss, and the fear before the flames\nHave you ever felt this way?\n[Bridge]\nLa-la-la-la, la-la-la-la\nThere you are\nSitting in the garden\nClutching my coffee\nCalling me sugar\nYou called me sugar [Verse 3]\nHave you ever wished for an endless night?\nLassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight?\nHave you ever held your breath and asked yourself\nWill it ever get better than tonight?\nTonight" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bridges with the following description: “Bridges” is the first song in which Fifth Harmony discusses politics. According to Lauren:\nLots of people want to keep (politics) out of their art because they assume the role of, ‘I’m the distraction, I’m the escapism, I’m the thing that people use to check out of the world,’ so a lot of people don’t want to get involved, not because they’re scared, but because they don’t want to have those conflicts\nDuring a Facebook live, the girls described the song as a message of hope as well as a product of their “passion about what was going on in the world”.\nFifth Harmony first performed this song live at the FYE Album Release party. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Ally & \nDinah\n]\nCan't spend time in rewind, I'm sorry\nMany times I remind myself\nWe've come way too far in our stories, ah, ah\nTo build these walls and to blind ourselves\nAnd for every action, there's a reaction\n[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]\nAnd I know the world can be cold, we can't let it divide us\nThere's something inside us, a power that grows\nThere's something beautiful in the flaws in all we are\nSomething calling all of us and it says\n[Chorus: Normani, \nDinah\n & \nAlly\n]\nWe build bridges\nOh, we build bridges\nNo, we won't separate\nWe know love can conquer hate\nSo we build bridges\nBridges, not walls\n (\nWe build\n)\nBridges, not walls\nBridges, not walls\n[Verse 2: Lauren & \nNormani\n]\nI believe in the beauty of love (\nHey\n)\nI believe that we really are one\nI believe every woman is a fighter\nAnd I believe every man can stand beside her [Pre-Chorus: Lauren & Ally]\nAnd I know the world can be cold, we can't let it divide us\nThere's something inside us, a power that grows\nThere's something beautiful in the flaws in all we are\nSomething calling all of us and it says\n[Chorus: Normani, \nAlly\n & \nDinah\n]\nWe build bridges (\nWe build\n)\nOh, we build bridges\nNo, we won't separate\nWe know love can conquer hate\nSo we build bridges (Ah)\nBridges, not walls\n (\nWe build\n)\nBridges, not walls\nBridges, not walls\n[Bridge: Dinah, \nAlly\n, \nNormani\n & \nLauren\n]\nAll I pray is we break our chains\nBecause love's worth fighting for, shed your light on (\nWe build\n)\nAll I pray is we break our chains\nBecause love's worth fighting for, shed your light on\n (\nWe build\n)\nAll I pray is we (\nYeah, yeah\n) break our chains\nBecause love's worth fighting for, shed your light on (\nWe build\n)\nAll I pray is we break our chains (\nPraying, yeah\n)\nBecause love's worth fighting for, shed your light [Refrain: Dinah, \nAlly\n & \nAll\n]\nSo we build bridges (\nWe build\n)\n(\nAll I pray is we break our chains\n)\nSo we build bridges\n(\nBecause love's worth fighting for, shed your light on\n)\nSo we build bridges\n(\nAll I pray is we break our chains\n)\nSo we build bridges\n(\nBecause love's worth fighting for, shed your light\n)\n[Chorus: Normani, \nAlly\n & \nDinah\n]\nWe build bridges (\nWe build, we build bridges, we build bridges\n)\nOh, we build bridges (\nWe build bridges, we build bridges\n)\nNo, we won't separate\n (\nWe build bridges\n)\nWe know love can conquer hate\n (\nWe build bridges\n)\nSo we build bridges (\nWe build bridges\n)\nBridges, not walls\n (\nWe build\n)\nBridges, not walls" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Don’t Don’t Do It (Demo) with the following description: On January 19, 2018, Music Mafia leaked, what they labeled, a “remix” of N.E.R.D. and Kendrick Lamar’s “Don’t Don’t Do It”. It’s likely, though, that this is, in fact, an early version of the track. The only difference from the final version is that it features Frank Ocean on the intro; Pharrell revealed that Frank Ocean wrote the song’s intro, so this was likely his demo-cut of it before Pharrell sang it himself.\n“He is the arch of no compromise, no concession and very colorful with it you know? And that’s what I feel is very interesting about his journey. Because if you understand him then you know anything that everything he’s done is just what he’s really, really, really felt.”\nCheck out the Genius article written by Eddie Fu on this song here. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Frank Ocean]\nIt makes no difference in this life\nUp and ups just fine\nOn the up and up this life\n'Til we're down on our luck\nIt makes no difference in this life\nUp and ups just fine (Oh, you scared?)\nOn the up and up this life\n'Til the lift gets stuck (You scared of?)\nLifting up, lifting up\nLifting up\nComing down, coming down\nComing down (I don't mind)\nMake 'em look, make 'em look\nTo the sound\n[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]\nThey tell you pull over, tell you get out the car\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\nThey wanna see your hands, tell you hold up your arms (Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it [Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]\nWe were going home\nWaiting for the kids\nSchool bus to arrive\nOh, but you know, they're gonna do it anyway\nReaching for your keys\nWait, is that your phone?\nGot a TBI\nWait, is that police?\nGet out for what?\nI'm not your guy\n(But you know, they're gonna do it anyway)\nWife behind the trees\nTryna to tell you don't\nThey're about to fire\n(They're gonna do it anyway)\n[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]\nThey're gonna do it anyway\nThey're gonna do it anyway\nThey're gonna do it anyway\nThey're gonna do it anyway\n[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]\nThey tell you pull over, tell you get out the car\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\nThey wanna see your hands, tell you hold up you arms\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\n(Something says)\nDon't do it, don't don't do it [Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]\nWhoa Ferguson, oh Baltimore\nRaleigh, North Carolina\nBut you know, they're gonna do it anyway\nWisconsin, Tulsa, Oklahoma\nCleveland, Ohio\nMontgomery, Baton Rouge, Cincinnati car\nDayton, Ohio\nBut you know, they're gonna do it anyway\nNew York, New Jersey, Phoenix, Minnesota\nSouth Carolina\nThey gonna do it anyway\n[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]\nThey are gonna do it anyway\nThey are gonna do it anyway\nThey are gonna do it anyway\nThey are gonna do it anyway\n[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]\nYou better duck, run fast from the mania\nDon't stare, don't laugh at the media\nBrake free, press gas when it enter ya'\nDon't let it go bad when he ante up\nHighway, get out the way\nBlack man do your great escape\nPac-man wanna prosecute you\nRaise your hand up, and they'll shoot ya'\nFace off, face off Adolf Hitler\nGrandkids slayed off\nNiggas, same rules, same chalk\nDifferent decade, same law\nKeep focus, you wanna get caught with your eyes open\nYou wanna stay clear of the prognosis\nPride provoked him, watch demotion\nWatch em' close enough\nDon't let the holster break or roast ya'\nRollercoaster ride that bitch\nSoon or later sides gon' switch\nYou know Johnny got that itch\nHow many more of us gotta see the coroner?\nSlain by the same badge, stop, wait, brake, fast! [Chorus: Pharrell Williams]\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\nDon't do it, don't don't do it\nDon't do it, don't don't do it" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called -Interlude- with the following description: “Interlude” is simply a sit down where NF vents out how he felt during the Perception album cycle.\nReleased in October of 2017, Perception was the third album to join NF’s discography and served as his breakout project. The album was his first to hit number one on the Billboard Top 200, it was followed by a nearly sold out tour and eventually passed the equivalent of one million sales in January of 2019, becoming certified as platinum by the RIAA. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "My most considered, like, \"successful\" moment of my life was the worst\nThe most depressed I've ever been\nLiterally feeling like I'd probably be happier if I was just dead\nI got a number one on Billboard, my song is massive right now\nLike, I may never have a song this big again\nMy tour, I think every date sold out except one date\nSo I literally had everything that I had always dreamed of happening (\nYeah\n)\nAnd I felt... I didn't feel happy at all\nAnd so I think what happened was I spiraled really bad\n'Cause I was like, \"I'm here, and if this is it\nThere's gotta be more for me\n'Cause if this is it, like, it's not gonna work\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Someday with the following description: “Someday” is a bonus track by Miley Cyrus, released on November 18, 2008, that is featured on the platinum edition of her sophomore album, Breakout. As of 2021, the track is not available on streaming platforms and can only be found on various online websites, such as YouTube. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nSomeday, someday, someday, oh\nSomeday, someday, someday, oh\nSomeday, someday, someday, oh\nSomeday, someday, someday\n[Verse 1]\nNo boy, don't call me feisty\nI worked too hard for this, oh\nNo boy, no boy can find me easy to resist\nBut you boy, you boy\nI know somewhere you exist\nYeah, I'm gonna find you\nSomeday, someday\nSomeday, someday, someday\n[Chorus]\nI ain't gonna find you in London or Rome\nAin't gonna find you staying at home\nAin't gonna find you on the dance floor\nAin't gonna find you there for sure\nI'm gonna find you if I keep living\nSomeday\nSomeday, someday, someday, someday\n[Verse 2]\nHey world, are you listening? (Are you listening?)\nI got so much to say\nI know it is a small world, small world\nBut sometimes I can't find my way (My way)\nAnd I know, I know it could happen any day\nJust around the corner (Just around the corner)\nI'm gonna find you someday\nSomeday, someday, someday, someday [Chorus]\nI ain't gonna find you in London or Rome\nAin't gonna find you staying at home\nAin't gonna find you on the dance floor\nAin't gonna find you there for sure\nI'm gonna find you if I keep living\nSomeday\nSomeday, someday, someday, someday\n[Bridge]\nOh, I'm gonna find you\nI'm gonna find you\nSomeday, someday, someday, someday\n[Chorus]\nI ain't gonna find you in London or Rome\nAin't gonna find you staying at home\nAin't gonna find you on the dance floor\nAin't gonna find you there for sure\nI'm gonna find you if I keep living\nSomeday\nSomeday, someday, someday, someday\n[Outro]\nI know I'm gonna find you, someday\nI'm gonna find you\nSomeday" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called You’re On Your Own, Kid with the following description: “You’re On Your Own, Kid” recounts a young person who longs for love but eventually understands that they are on their own as the song progresses toward its conclusion. The verses take you through her younger life and the music builds as she matures through the song.\nAs the song builds into a frenzy, the audience receive a glimpse into Taylor’s past life: she writes a song, burns the lyrics or letters into ashes. Suddenly, she’s on her own, figuring out how to be herself.\nThe song utilizes a soft-pulsing percussive beat that slowly blossoms into an alt-pop soundscape. Lyrically and vocally, it sounds like something from Red, but with a darker sheen.\nThe song parallels Lover’s “It’s Nice To Have a Friend”, also about school kids falling in love. Musically, both have similar, short rhyming couplets. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSummer went away, still, the yearning stays\nI play it cool with the best of them\nI wait patiently, he's gonna notice me\nIt's okay, we're the best of friends\nAnyway\nI hear it in your voice, you're smoking with your boys\nI touch my phone as if it's your face\nI didn't choose this town, I dream of getting out\nThere's just one who could make me stay\nAll my days\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFrom sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes\nI waited ages to see you there\nI search the party of better bodies\nJust to learn that you never cared\n[Chorus]\nYou're on your own, kid\nYou always have been\n[Verse 2]\nI see the great escape,\n \nso long, Daisy May\nI picked the petals, he loves me not\nSomething different bloomed, writing in my room\nI play my songs in the parking lot\nI'll run away [Pre-Chorus]\nFrom sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes\nI called a taxi to take me there\nI search the party of better bodies\nJust to learn that my dreams aren't rare\n[Chorus]\nYou're on your own, kid\nYou always have been\n[Instrumental Break]\n[Bridge]\nFrom sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes\nI gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this\nI hosted parties and starved my body\nLike I'd be saved by a perfect kiss\nThe jokes weren't funny\n, \nI took the money\nMy friends from home don't know what to say\nI looked around in a blood-soaked gown\nAnd I saw something they can't take away\n'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned\nEverything you lose is a step you take\nSo, make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it\nYou've got no reason to be afraid [Chorus]\nYou're on your own, kid\nYeah, you can face this\nYou're on your own, kid\nYou always have been" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Searchin with the following description: Eminem is searching for true love.\nThere are zero curses. Possibly the cleanest, nicest Eminem song ever.\n“Searchin” got “occasional airplay in Detroit”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Angela Workman]\nAin't no one special (Special), special like you (You)\nAin't no one special (Special), special like you (You)\nAin't no one special (Special), special like you (You)\nAin't no one special (Special), special like you (You)\n[Chorus: Angela Workman]\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\n[Verse 1: Eminem]\nI'm reminiscin' on your tenderness and the snugglin' and teasin'\nMissin' what I remember kissin' and huggin' and squeezin'\nBuggin' and wheezin', I'm havin' trouble when breathin'\nIt's even tougher when sleepin'\nBut there's a couple of reasons that I'm sufferin' and grievin'\nFor lovin' and leavin'\nYou're all I'm thinkin' of in the evenin'\nYou got my knees bucklin' and weakenin'\nThoughts of nothin' but freakin'\nThat I'm strugglin' to keep in\nInterrupt when I'm speakin'\nI got some game that I'm preparin' to run (\n*Laughter*\n)\nThe way your lips sparkle, and they glare in the sun\nYou got your hair in a bun\nNo matter what you're wearin', you stun\n'Cause you're comparin' to none\nI want to share in the fun, I feel a passionate lust\nWhen I imagine it just alone at last when it's us\nI see you graspin' to trust\nBut my intentions are good, let's leave the past in the dust\nI'm not askin' to rush and answer me immediately\nI just wanna be there for you and you to be there for me\nIf you agree, then repeat after me\n\"I love you\" (\nI love you, baby\n)\n'Cause I just need you to see\nHow much I'm eager to be your man legally wed\nYour love's keepin' me fed\nThis is easily said, so you can lead or be led\nIf you care to be down\n'Cause ain't nobody like you, nowhere to be found [Chorus: Angela Workman]\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\n[Verse 2: Eye-Kyu]\nBaby, it's all on you, it's you I call on, boo\nLet's set a date up, so you can fall on through\nWe'll take a spin in a Lexus\nYou can chill for dinner and breakfast\nTime enough to see how this gentleman sexes\nWe'll start it off with caviar, Dom Pérignon\nAnd then when it's a fact we are warm, carry on\nWe'll take it slow, see, nobody will hurry things\nI got the Izze (Izze), the Bacardi and Hurricane\nIf daiquiris ain't in debate and not your thing that day\nIt's still all right 'cause I got Minute Maid and Tanqueray\nYou're an incredible one that's rare\nI bet in edible underwear\nYou'll look impeccable, none compare\nI dream of freakin' you, the \nwoman that I'm speakin' to, squo\nIt seems that there is not an end to things that we can do, so\nNow we all set to play, only thing left to say\nIs when you step away, baby, look over in the négligée [Chorus: Angela Workman]\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\nI been searchin', but you're the one I want in my life, baby\n[Outro: Angela Workman]\nAin't no one special (Special), special like you (You)\nAin't no one special (Special), special like you (You)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Too Good at Goodbyes with the following description: Zoey (Jane Levy) is puzzled when she hears Mo (Alex Newell) sing this Sam Smith song. Zoey doesn’t know whether Mo is referring to a boyfriend or to the business deal with Max (Skylar Astin).Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "(Verse)\nYou must think that I'm stupid\nYou must think that I'm a fool\nYou must think that I'm new to this\nBut I have seen this all before\n(Chorus)\nBut every time you hurt me, the less that I cry\nAnd every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry\nAnd every time you walk out, the less I love you\nBaby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true\nI'm way too good at goodbyes\nI'm way too good at goodbyes\nNo way I'll let you see me cry\nI'm way too good at goodbyes\nI'm way too good at goodbyes oh, no, no\nI'm way too good at goodbyes\nNo way I'll let you see me cry\nI'm way too good at goodbyes" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Chrome Heart Tags with the following description: “Chrome Heart Tags” (originally titled “Chrome Hearts Tags”) is Lil Uzi Vert’s first released collaboration with Chief Keef.\nAlthough anticipated snippets like “Bean” and “Mooliani” were teased before the release of Eternal Atake, “Chrome Hearts Tag” features no vocals and only production by Chief Keef.\nOn the track, Uzi laments the loss of a girl and spends money to cope. The chorus shouts out Virgil Abloh, founder of fashion label Off-White and current Creative Director of Louis Vuitton. He most notably designed the cover for Uzi’s 2017 release Luv Is Rage 2.\nAs Genius previously covered, other collaboration tracks between the two artists exist, but are currently unreleased.\nThe instrumental was first used by Chief Keef himself for his unreleased track “Skkrt Skkrt Skkrt Skkrt Skkrt.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah, this Lil Uzi Vert\n(\nT-T-T-T-Turbo\n)\nI'm ready\n(\nT-T-T-T-Turbo on the track\n)\nLet's go\n[Verse 1]\nI don't ever want to talk about it\nI don't ever want to see you (No)\nEverybody, they been changing now\nNow you see what the cheese do (Yeah)\nI understand, charge it to the game\nEverybody wanna feast too (Yes)\nI put gold all up on my neck\nI put gold on my teeth too (Woah)\nI ain't never stayed from the jump\nHow you say that I leave you? (Huh?)\nHow you say that I left you?\nFirst year was the best you (Yeah)\nAfter all the dumb shit that you did\nCan't believe that I really kept you (Damn)\nWe used to sit in the same room\nAnd I still probably would text you (No)\n[Chorus]\nShe ain't never gon' talk back\nGettin' big money, that's a tall bag (Yeah)\nGo to Bergdorf, spend a small bag\nLook at my back, Chrome Heart tags (Woah)\nLouis V like I'm Virgil, got the all-white, told the bitch Off that (Let's go)\nPulled up in the Lam', it was manual, I had to stall that\nI just made ten M's today, bitch, that's all facts\nCall my phone, don't answer me, then I told the girl don't ball back (Hello?)\nDrip, splash, I can just sauce that (Woah)\nYeah, I pick the bitch up\nBut I made her walk back (Yup) [Verse 2]\nAll my niggas got the tools\nSo you need a hard hat\nThey ain't even know it's me\n'Cause I had a skull cap (Bitch, no)\nSlime snake my disease (Slatt)\nIf you bite, I bite back (Woah)\nHad this bitch on her knees\nAsked her where her jaw at (Ooh)\nHello? (Hello?), hold on\nBaby, gotta call back\n'Cause I ran into a lick (Give me that)\nAnd I need all that (Yeah)\nMurakami on my walls (Ooh)\nNigga, where your KAWS at? (Wow)\nI just beat a nigga up\nNow I need my paws back (Yup)\nGot a Glock with a dick\nYeah, I had to pause that (Pause)\nWhen I'm shopping, know I'm safe\nSo I'm in the mall strapped\nDiamonds all up in her face (Bling, baow, baow, bling)\nMake a bitch percolate\nPut her on ElimiDate\nBeen fucked, boy, you late (Woah) [Chorus]\nShe ain't never gon' talk back\nGettin' big money, that's a tall bag (Yeah)\nGo to Bergdorf, spend a small bag\nLook at my back, Chrome Heart tags (Yeah)\nLouis V like I'm Virgil, got the all-white, told the bitch Off that (Off it)\nPulled up in the Lam', it was manual, I had to stall that (Let's go)\nI just made ten M's today, bitch, that's all facts\nCall my phone, don't answer me, then I told the girl don't ball back (Woah)\nDrip, splash, I can just sauce that (Sauce it)\nYeah, I pick the bitch up\nBut I made her walk back (Walk)\n[Verse 3]\nYeah, chain gang\nDiamonds in my chain hang\nDiamonds in my chain swing (Woah)\nI'm just tryna maintain (Vroom)\nNow I'm talking 'bout the fame (Yeah)\nFucking with my fucking brain (Let's go)\nI can go in any lane (Woah)\nTear that bitch up out the frame (Yeah)\nHotbox a Mulsanne (Woah)\nI just gotta ventilate (Woah)\nI just got a new Range (Woah)\nYeah, it came with different plates\nOne, two, three, four\nSkip the six, skip the eight\nThen I skip the shit to ten\nRun from 12, and I'm straight\nYou ain't never reach your day\nYou can't go where I go, you can't stay where I stay (Stay)\nHer nigga in the way\nPicked her up in my Rolls (Woah)\nShe don't know where I stay, fucked that girl on vacay, yeah [Chorus]\nNo, she ain't never gon' talk back\nGettin' big money, that's a tall bag\nGo to Bergdorf, spend a small bag\nLook at my back, Chrome Heart tags\nLouis V like I'm Virgil, got the all-white, told the bitch Off that (Let's go)\nPulled up in the Lam', it was manual, I had to stall that\nI just made ten M's today, bitch, that's all facts\nCall my phone, don't answer me, then I told the girl don't ball back (Hello? Okay)\nDrip, splash, I can just sauce that (Let's go)\nYeah, I pick the bitch up\nBut I made her walk back (Walk)\n[Outro]\nYeah, I picked the bitch up\nAnd I made her walk back" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Back & Forth with the following description: Back & Forth is the original demo version for the song ‘More & More’ by South Korean girl group TWICE. The song was recorded by Larsson who is also credited as a songwriter on the Twice version of the song.\nThis demo was leaked online 27th of July on Youtube. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nIt's complicated\nBut I'd be lying if I told you that I hate it\n'Cause I love it\nI love this situation\nIf anything, it's strengthening our patience\nI love it, I love it\n[Refrain]\nYou push and pull me left and right\nI do the same thing every time\nBut end up in your bed every night\nOh whoa, oh whoa\nWhere do you end, where do I start?\nComin' and goin' when we want\nBut when it comes, it never stop\n(Oh whoa, oh whoa)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOh, we keep going back, back, back, back, back and forth\nOh, we keep going back, back, back, back, back\n'Cause we always want more\nYeah, we keep going back, back, back, back, back and forth\nYeah, we keep going back, back, back, back, back\n'Cause we always want more\n(More) [Chorus]\n'Cause we always want more\n(We keep goin')\n'Cause we always want more\n(Goin' back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more\n(We keep goin')\n'Cause we always want more\n(Goin' back and forth)\n[Verse 2]\nCall me crazy\nBut the way you touch me is manipulating\nYet I love it\nI love that we can break it\nAnd get back 'cause what we have is never fading\nWe rise above it, and I love it, ah\n[Refrain]\nYou push and pull me left and right\nI do the same thing every time\nBut end up in your bed every night (Every night)\nOh whoa, oh whoa\nWhere do you end, where do I start? (Where do I start?)\nComin' and goin' when we want (Whenever we want)\nBut when it comes, it never stop (It never stop)\n(Oh whoa, oh whoa) [Pre-Chorus]\nOh, we keep going back, back, back, back, back and forth\nOh, we keep going back, back, back, back, back\n'Cause we always want more\nYeah, we keep going back, back, back, back, back and forth\nYeah, we keep going back, back, back, back, back\n'Cause we always want more (Yeah)\n(More)\n[Chorus]\n'Cause we always want more\n(We keep goin')\n'Cause we always want more\n(Goin' back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more\n(We keep goin')\n'Cause we always want more\n(Goin' back and forth)\n[Bridge]\n(Back and forth)\n('Cause we always want more)\nYou push and pull me, left and right\nI do the same thing every time \n(Back and forth)\nBut end up in your bed every night, oh whoa\n('Cause we always want more)\nWhere do you end, where do I start?\nComin' and goin' when we want\nBut it never stops, no whoa, whoa (We keep goin') [Pre-Chorus]\nOh, we keep going back, back, back, back, back and forth\n(We keep goin')\nOh, we keep going back, back, back, back, back\n(We keep goin' back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more\nYeah, we keep going back, back, back, back, back and forth\n(Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa)\nYeah, we keep going back, back, back, back, back (Back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more (Yeah)\n(More)\n[Chorus]\n(We keep goin', we keep goin' back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more (We keep going back and forth)\n(We keep goin', we keep goin' back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more (We keep going back and forth)\n(We keep goin', we keep goin' back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)\n(We keep goin', we keep goin' back and forth)\n'Cause we always want more (Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah)\n[Outro]\nWe keep goin', we keep goin' back and forth\nWe keep goin', we keep goin' back and forth" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sweetest Pie with the following description: “Sweetest Pie” is the highly-anticipated debut collaboration between Houston rapper Megan Thee Stallion and UK pop princess Dua Lipa, and is also the first single from Megan’s upcoming second album.\nThe track takes the shape of a catchy, upbeat, and sultry pop song, with both Meg and Dua radiating confidence and owning their sexuality via their lyrics—which also make use of dessert euphemisms.\nThe music video (which was conceptualized by Megan herself) juxtaposes beautiful things with horrific things, which is apt given the overall sweet but dangerous theme.\n\n\nIt’s a horror twist on things that are typically meant to be pretty lol https://t.co/SyV5h5YJd4— TINA SNOW (@theestallion) March 11, 2022\n\n\n\n\nAfter teasing that they may work together for months before—on March 5, 2022, Megan changed her social media profile pictures to herself with the same confectionary beehive hairstyle that appears in the single cover.\nThe next day, both her and Dua confirmed the rumours, officially announcing that “Sweetest Pie” was set to drop on March 11, 2022.\nPromotion continued in the days up to the release, until the music video was unveiled at the same time as the song at midnight EST on Friday. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Dua Lipa]\n(\nMano\n)\nYou've never been to Heaven, have you?\n(\nOG Parker\n)\n[Chorus: Dua Lipa & \nMegan Thee Stallion\n]\nOoh, this the ride of your life\nHold on 'cause, baby, I might\nI might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie (\nYeah, yeah, yeah, ah\n)\nOoh, baby, we can go fast\nI'll drive and you just lay back\nI got the flavour that lasts, yeah, the sweetest pie (\nUh-huh, uh-huh\n)\nI might take you home with this, I might give you all of it (\nYeah\n)\nCome get your dose of the sweetest pie\nOoh, this the ride of your life\nHold on 'cause, baby, I might\nI might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie (\nUh-huh, uh-huh\n)\n[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]\nBaby, I'm the sweetest, pussy is the meanest (Yeah)\nHot girl shit, but I'm cold every season (But I'm)\nKnow he got that pipe, let him bust it 'til it's leakin' (Yeah, mwah)\nBooty like a pillow, he can use it while he's sleepin' (Look)\nDon't be goin' through my phone 'cause that's the old me (Old me)\nAin't the only one tryna be my one and only (Tryna)\nReal thick, movin' slow, that body like codeine\nHe a player, but for Megan, he cuttin' the whole team (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nThat body lookin' nice (Lookin' nice)\nI got cake and I know he want a slice\nI wish a nigga would try to put me on ice (Brrr)\nI ain't never had to chase dick in my life (Dick in my life)\nI like that nasty, that freaky stuff (Freaky stuff)\nSlip under my bed and keep me up (Hey)\nThat Hansel and Gretel, let him eat me up (Ah)\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh [Chorus: Dua Lipa & \nMegan Thee Stallion\n]\nOoh, this the ride of your life\nHold on 'cause, baby, I might\nI might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie (\nUh-huh\n)\nOoh, baby, we can go fast\nI'll drive and you just lay back (\nAh\n)\nI got the flavour that lasts, yeah, the sweetest pie\nI might take you home with this, I might give you all of it\nCome get your dose of the sweetest pie\nOoh, this the ride of your life\nHold on 'cause, baby, I might\nI might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie (\nUh-huh, uh-huh\n)\n[Verse 2: Dua Lipa]\nYou got me hung up from across the room\nI'm so high that I'm on another altitude\nAnd on my cloud, I got some space for you\nGot a taste for you, ayy\n[Verse 3: Megan Thee Stallion]\nMore bounce to the ounce, pick it up, put it down (Woah)\nWanna put his Nutty Buddy in my Fudge Round (Bow)\nPussy tighter than a bitch, he ain't had it like this\nToes curling like they're throwing gang signs on Crip (On Crip)\nOne thing about me, I ain't takin' no shit\nHe whipped\n, I know it's pissin' off his old bitch\nCesar Millan, I got his ass trained (I got his ass trained)\nTryna let a dog know who really run things (Huh, ah) [Interlude: Dua Lipa]\nYou've never been to Heaven, have you?\n[Chorus: Dua Lipa & \nMegan Thee Stallion\n]\nOoh, this the ride of your life\nHold on 'cause, baby, I might\nI might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie (\nUh-huh, uh-huh\n)\nOoh, baby, we can go fast\nI'll drive and you just lay back (\nAh\n)\nI got the flavour that lasts, yeah, the sweetest pie (\nUh-huh, uh-huh\n)\nI might take you home with this, I might give you all of it\nCome get your dose of the sweetest pie\nOoh, this the ride of your life\nHold on 'cause, baby, I might\nI might just give you a bite of the sweetest pie (\nUh-huh, ayy, ayy, ayy\n)\n[Outro: Megan Thee Stallion & \nDua Lipa\n]\nReal hot girl shit (\nOoh, this the ride of your life\n)\nMe and Dua Lipa finna get the party lit (\nHold on 'cause, baby, I might, I might just give you a bite\n)\nAh (\nOf the sweetest pie\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Feelings with the following description: Third track on Chinx’s I’ll take It From Here EP.\nChinx on “Feelings”:\n “I came up with the concept for the record as, basically, everybody feels like they deserve more. But who gives a f—? It’s never about what you deserve, it’s always about what you negotiate. You’ve gotta work for it.”\n…\n“It’s also about that complaining home girl or home boy you’ve got that just can’t get right, and they try to rub that negative energy off on you. I don’t want that right now. Who cares?” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: French Montana]\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\n[Chorus: French Montana]\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nWho gives a fuck?\nWho gives a fuck?\nWho gives a fuck?\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nWho gives a fuck?\n[Verse 1: Chinx]\nAll of them niggas complaining\nTell from the second I came in\nI done been through mo' shit\nPo shit to the top, now I’m faded\nI don’t give a fuck where a nigga been, where a nigga going\nOr what kind of shit he been through (yay)\nWatch niggas ball, shit I couldn’t score\nI done sat up on the bench too\nNow a nigga fly by (by), fly jumping out the drive right (right)\nHaters see me when I hop out (what?)\nWhen a nigga did his state bid\nWas the only time I copped out (copped out, yay)\n(I’m askin' God questions, what we fighting for?)\n(A nigga lost his name, what you crying for?)\nRock bottom, not going up\nFuck slowing up, I’m drinking (yay)\n3 hoes, all 4 of us, I’m thinking (yay)\nKnow some niggas at the bottom and they still in it\nAsk yourself, nigga really? [Chorus: French Montana]\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nWho gives a fuck?\nWho gives a fuck?\nWho gives a fuck?\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nWho gives a fuck?\n[Verse 2: French Montana]\nArmed and dangerous\nRolled up blazed with the angel dust\nMurder one homicide when they came to us\nWe came with the bail when they came with cuffs\nFame and trust – it don’t mix, like oil in the water\nFeds on my door while I’m boiling the water\nNeed those chips, Michael in the fourth quarter\nWhen you getting money fast life’s getting shorter\nNigga hit yo' head then nigga go and mop 'em\nNigga play Batman then go robbin'\nLooking at my rap sheet, nigga won’t argue\nNiggas talk a rap beef, nigga no problem\nComing from my head, just my God on me\nPussy and the bread, keep 'em calling me\nMoney in the bag, nigga calling me\nBut you pussy ass crackas don’t follow me\nNow I’m talkin bout 500 dirty on my day like\nThem young niggas hit you on the daylight\nYoung nigga tote that nina\nNiggas turn on you, they ain't playin' right\nHundred thousand with a cross in the middle\nPlaying both sides with a cross in the middle\nR.I.P. with a cross in the middle\nHAAAH! (Ask yourself nigga, really) [Chorus: French Montana]\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nWho gives a fuck?\nWho gives a fuck?\nWho gives a fuck?\nGive a fuck about yo feelings\nWho gives a fuck?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called LUV SCARS K.o 1600 with the following description: On “LUV SCARS K.o 1600,” Lil Uzi Vert contrasts his youth growing up on 1600 Block in his hometown of Philadelphia with his newfound success as a rapper. He explores issues of distrust among those closest to him, discussing spells of disloyalty that have caused him to turn cold towards so-called friends. Uzi also pays homage to his close friends Chico and Ninety who were killed in his neighborhood, expressing his sadness for his fallen brothers.\nThe song was released while he was on the European leg of The Weeknd’s Starboy: Legend of the Fall 2017 world tour. He released this song along with three others as a part of an EP titled Luv Is Rage 1.5. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nDamn, DJ Plugg, you just killed it\n[Chorus]\nSo much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin' (Hey)\nSo many different girls I got a load of 'em (Yeah)\nWhy you always hatin'? Go and get you some\nGirl, why you always trippin' when you know it's love?\nWalk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded (Blaow)\nNow my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (Ooh)\nFlooded with them hundreds (Damn)\nFlooded with them hundreds\nWhat you thought it was?\n[Verse 1]\nAnd it's 1600 (1600)\nTry to take my soul, my young niggas, they coming (Fire)\nI remember when they said that I was nothing (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI can't trust my brother, I can't trust my cousin (No)\nNo, let me take my time (Take your time)\nI want every girl like I can't make my mind\n (No, can't make my mind)\nI spent 80,000 just to flood the time (Time, blah)\nI don't wear no Hanes, my T-shirt Saint Laurent (Yeah)\nI just made a whole bag from like half of a show\nI still got some boys sad, moving bags of the dope\nYeah, you know I got that cash, you'll get blast on the low\nJust because you knew my dad don't mean that I play you close [Chorus]\nSo much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin' (Hey)\nSo many different girls, I got a load of 'em (Yeah)\nWhy you always hatin'? Go and get you some\nGirl, why you always trippin' when you know it's love?\nWalk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded (Blaow)\nNow my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (Ooh)\nFlooded with them hundreds (Damn)\nFlooded with them hundreds\nWhat you thought it was?\n[Verse 2]\nI've been by myself, so I'm not losing health (No way)\nI don't need you niggas, look like you can't tell\nCan't do nothing around you, 'cause we know you gon' tell\nNiggas I grew up with got a five-star room in Hell\nWait, 'cause they not loyal (Bah)\nCan't believe we grew up in the soil (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, fuck nigga)\nTell my niggas I got them with lawyers (Yeah)\nMan, I wish I would knew, I would have warned you (Would've warned you)\nMan, I wish I would knew, I would have warned you (Warned you)\nThey killed Ninety right there on the corner (Damn)\nI miss Chico, I swear that's my brother (Damn, I love you)\nLooking down on me right with his mother (Chee)\n[Chorus]\nSo much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin' (Hey)\nSo many different girls, I got a load of 'em (Yeah)\nWhy you always hatin'? Go and get you some\nGirl, why you always trippin' when you know it's love?\nWalk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded (Blaow)\nNow my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (Ooh)\nFlooded with them hundreds (Damn)\nFlooded with them hundreds\nWhat you thought it was?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Glorious Five with the following description: “The Glorious Five” describes Logic’s journey in the music industry. He details his strained relationship with his father, as well as how others tried to encourage him to live his life like they lived theirs when he was young. He also describes how he remains unchanged in his mindset and physical appearance, regardless of the fame and reputation that he has built up for himself.\nThe end of the song also transitions perfectly into “One Day” which is about Logic realizing that his dreams have come true.\nThe title may be a nod to the Rat Pack, which consists of five members: Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr., Peter Lawford and Joey Bishop.\n\nIf you haven’t read Supermarket, do not read past this line.\nThe title may also be a reference to Logic’s debut novel, Supermarket, as in Chapter 15, Flynn goes to the library in the asylum and finds a book titled The Glorious Five:\nI came across a heist thriller about the most successful bank robbery in U.S. history. For decades he had never been caught. But when he was falsely imprisoned, he must do anything to survive. It was titled The Glorious Five. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah\nWe gon' let this shit rock\nHey\nThat's the \"Cole hey\" from back in the day\nHey, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nJust a youngin' with a dream\nTryna get this money, yeah, I'm tryin' get this cream\nNot a lot know what I mean, for this rap shit I'm a fiend\nNot one to talk about poppin' pills and sippin' lean\nJust a passion for pussy, I'm tryin' to get up in the spleen\nThis is my mentality rappin' at nineteen\nBack in Maryland just tryin' to break out on the scene\nBuyin' fake chains at the mall so girls be like \"Ooh, he clean\"\nDaydreams that my life is like a movie scene\nSippin' liquor, puffin' green, so obscene\nRide around the city with my homies in a gat\nWe was lookin' for trouble, now where's it at?\nPaint the picture like Picasso, matter fact like Sam Spratt\nEven younger I was trippin' skippin' school writin' raps\nNever on the road but on the roll like them craps\nCheck the facts\nEndless rhyme books in my backpack\nLike that, uh\nI guess I acted out from lack of a father figure\nGo figure, performin' at open mics wishin' I could go bigger\nI was never in it for the money like a gold digger\nEvery time my daddy call me he be like, \"Ayo nigga, where the money at?\"\nYeah, that's what he'd say, \"Little boy, you know you know I saw you on a PJ\nWhen you gon' fly me out, when you gon' smoke me out?\"\nAlways throw demands out, motherfuck a handout\nAll I ever wanted was a daddy\nBut that man priority was huggin' with a fatty\nBut I'm glad he did 'cause it made me who I am\nNow I'm the man that I always wish he woulda been\nAnd never started smokin' crack; imagine just what could have been, damn\nAlways felt like somethin' it was missin'\nWish we could have played catch, had talks, and went fishin'\nBut had no one there to listen\nNow it feel like my life mission is to be the best dad when the time come\nFor my daughter and my son when the time come\nTeach 'em 'bout they heritage and where they come from\nTeach 'em 'bout they family history and then some [Chorus]\nI've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)\nPeople come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)\nPeople tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy)\nAll I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)\nI've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy)\nPeople come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy)\nPeople tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy)\nAll I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy)\n[Verse 2]\nYeah, yeah\nBobby, don't do it to 'em\nYou're beautiful and you don't gotta prove it to 'em\nCome on, come on Bobby, you ain't shit though\nWhy your personality be split though?\nOne minute it's PLP, the next that shit be slit throats\nDevil and an angel on my shoulder, that's my conscious\nGreatest rapper alive but never actin' Pontius\nKeep yourself in check like a dollar amount\nYou ain't better than nobody based on your dollar amount\nYeah, you've grown accustomed to the lifestyle but you never bougie\nNah, you never brand new, no it's never who's he\nSee, I hate when I get recognized\nAnd while the fan is hypnotized\nI'm approached by random guys who feel the need to emphasize\n\"I don't know who you are\"\nI reply \"I'm a gentleman and a fuckin' rap star\"\nPut your lighters in the sky if you got 'em\nThis for anybody that feel like they at the bottom\nNobody to tell 'em they special, you know I got 'em\nNobody there to tell them they love them, well I got 'em\nUh, no matter where you go you gotta persevere\nAin't no fuckin' around, ain't no makin' a sound, no you just gotta murder the fear\nYeah I've been thinkin' about it, been tryna get out of it\nFuck what I'm thinkin', it's time to break out of it\nFindin' myself in the thick and the debt of it\nHad a bit and I knew wanted to murder the son\nAnd I'm ready to get it, motherfuck a critic, I'm livin' my life and [Chorus]\nI've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Uh, yeah)\nPeople come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Yeah)\nPeople tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)\nAll I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo ayy) (Oh yeah)\nI've been on the grind tryin' find my way (Ayo, ayo ayy, ah) (Oh)\nPeople come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (Ayo, ayo aye) (Like yeah)\nPeople tell me I should live my life they way (Ayo, ayo aye) (Yeah)\nAll I know is that I'm gonna make it one day (Ayo, ayo aye) (Uh, yeah)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Smack That (NBA Version) with the following description: “Smack That (NBA Version)” is a version of the single “Smack That” made exclusively for the National Basketball League (NBA). The main difference is that the lyrics were changed to fit the theme of basketball and Eminem is absent from this version of the song.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse]\nI see you creepin', I can see it from my shadow\nI ain't gon' let you come and score no points in my goa\nBlowin' you out at home and always is my motto\nNow watch my team take this over, one shot and I will\n[Chorus]\nSmack that, all on the court\nSmack that, ceiling to floor\nSmack that, right out the door\nSmack that, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nSmack that, all on the court\nSmack that, ceiling to floor\nSmack that, right out the door\nSmack that, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\n[Verse]\nI see you creepin', I can see it from my shadow\nI ain't gon' let you come and score no points in my goal\nBlowin' you out at home and always is my motto\nNow watch my team take this over, one shot and I will\n[Chorus]\nSmack that, all on the court\nSmack that, ceiling to floor\nSmack that, right out the door\nSmack that, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nSmack that, all on the court\nSmack that, ceiling to floor\nSmack that, right out the door\nSmack that, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Syllables with the following description: The cream of the Shady/Aftermath crop and Jay-Hova go in on a surprisingly complex take on kids' propensity for simple music.\nThe song leaked in late 2010 but was recorded around late 2007 and was possibly intended for Eminem’s scrapped project King Mathers or Dr. Dre’s never released Detox.\nThe name “My Syllables” was confirmed in an October 2008 interview with Quo where he explained:\nThe song that featured Jay-Z is a song that Em’s putting on his album called ‘My Syllielable” – it’s like ‘my syllable,’ [only] he flipped it.\nCa$his also talked about the song on a MTV interview:\nI laid my part at Dre’s studio with Stat, 50 and Em. […] I heard that Jay had just left when I got there. Fif' was there kicking his verse in another room when I did mine. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Eminem]\nIt is not about lyrics anymore\nIt's about a hot beat and a catchy hook\n[Verse 1: Eminem]\nIf we gotta dumb down our style and A-B-C it\nThen so be it, 'cause nowadays, these kids just\nDon't give a shit 'bout lyrics\nAll they wanna hear is a beat and that's it\nLong as they can go to the club and get blitzed\nPick up some chicks and get some digits\nAnd the DJ's playing them hits\n\"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!\nWe don't know a word to a verse, all we know is the chorus\n'Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us\"\nAnd the song's ginormous, the whole formula's switched\n'Cause we don't know anymore what are hits\nIs it the beat? Is it the rap?\nIs it a finger snap or the same 808 clap?\nAnd how do we adapt and get TRL votes\nWhen thirteen-year-olds control the remotes?\nAnd Ashlee's got a brand new nose\nWe gotta put some new em-pha-sis on our syl-la-la-bles\n[Verse 2: JAY-Z]\nIf the emphasis on the compact disc is in the beat\nThen I'm gon' feature Em and get rich\nAnd let Dre mix the shit, and drive off in the Range Ro'\n \n'Cause everywhere I go they love the \"bling-bling\" flow!\nBang-bang, look at the way my chain glow\nThe ring on my fing' cost your man a lot of dough (Oh)\nThe fuck am I bustin' my brain fo'?\nIt's just the way the game go and, oh, it takes two to tango\nYou call this a lame flow? You bought the shit\nI guess you to blame too, I just found an angle (Ha-ha-ha)\nNo more reality flow\nI'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show\nCock the MAC-11 in front of Hot 97\nAnd call my publicist, tell her we in press heaven (Ha-ha)\nNo one gives a shit except\nSome kids that just got into sex on the Internet\nSo you want the chatroom or the house in Malibu?\nEm, your emphasis is on the wrong syl-la-la-ble [Verse 3: Dr. Dre & \nEminem\n]\nThey said thirty's the new twenty\n, funny\nMust mean forty's the new thirty, interesting\n'Cause ever since then, it's been, in a sense, an extension\nFor veteran rappers that are better than half of\nThe shit comin' out right now, it's all trash\nThe torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed\nJAY said it's his last, then 50 and Em\nThen what?\n \nDetox\n drops, what do we got then?\nSo now our whole camps is runnin' around\nScrambling over what to do\nGamblin' every time we put a record out\nJust lookin' for that hook (\nWait, Dre, look!\n)\n[Chorus: Eminem]\nShorty, I love you\nAnd you love me too\nWe were meant to be\n'Cause, shorty, you love me\nAnd I love you too\nAnd I promise I'll be true to you\n[Verse 4: 50 Cent]\nGo shawty, it's your birthday\n (Woo)\nYou made it just in time to hear my wordplay\nIt's the kid that flip flows who used to flip O's\nAnd run G for days, you should see how I get hoes\nI'm international, I get my dick licked 'round the globe\nI'm sick right into shows, ridin' on lolos (Yeah)\nPuffin' on coco, my bitch in Manolos\nDon't fuck with the dodos, that's slang for dumb hoes (Oh)\nI'm playin', I ain't got time to joke, joke\nYou fuck around, you could get your ass smoked, loc\nIt's not a game, me, B, I ain't playin', beat behind me playin'\nSo you don't hear anyway, you don't hear what I'm sayin'\nMe fin-nini-na, fee-fi-fididee-yay\nJust give me my check and I'll be on my way\nSunny, bunny, money and funny\nYou ain't even listening and I just took your money (Ha) [Verse 5: Stat Quo]\nThere once was a time everywhere you turned ('Where you turned)\nShady-Aftermath was all you heard\nBut they say 50 sang too much, and Em got soft (Got soft)\nAnd they say Dre just fell the fuck off (Woo!)\nWell, fuck the fuck-offs! All y'all eat salt\nBe mad, we back, fresh up outta the vault\nOh! New syl-la-la-bles, eat ball, you fuck-offs\nYour house, your bitch, I'm getting sucked off\nEast, South, Midwest, even up North\nFalling victim to wax, \nspitting, bring out the white chalk\nAll for the gingerbread\n, we get it and get lost\nCatch me if you can, I'm runnin' past while y'all walk\n[Verse 6: Ca$his]\nShady made me for bringin' it back\n'Fore the history of rap is gone with a snap\nA snare and a clap, what happened to just spittin'\n'Bout livin' in the motherfuckin' city you at?\nIn the grimiest condition, I breathe in drama\nKing Mathers\n and Cash—me—that's free karma\nI'm everything, anything you can never be\nIt's a hidden rhyme of the month deep in the beef\nI speak with a piece, no peace on my mind\nI repeat every evil deed done of mine (Yeah)\nNo rest contest, contract to sign\nBy blood, I'm in this squad for life\nAir out my windpipes, and I just chime\nI'm the reason you guys won't say that line\nI'm crazy, renegade like Em and Jay-Z\nI'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me [Chorus: Eminem]\nShorty, I love you\nAnd you love me too\nWe were meant to be\n'Cause, shorty, you love me\nAnd I love you too\nAnd I promise I'll be true to you\n[Outro: Eminem]\nIt is not about lyrics anymore\nIt is not about lyrics anymore\nIt's about a hot beat, a hot beat\nIt's about a hot beat, a hot beat\nA hot-hot-hot beat and a catchy hook\nA hot-hot-hot beat and a catchy hook\nNobody gives a damn about them syllables\nSyl-la-la-bles, whatever they are\nI don't care if you gotta rhyme \"schmoe,\" \"mo,\" \"Joe,\" \"toe,\" and \"glow\"\nNow, get out there and sell some goddamn records!\nNow, get out there and sell some goddamn records!\nNow, get out there and sell some goddamn records!\nNow, get out there and sell some goddamn records!\nNow, get out there and sell some goddamn records!\nNow, get out there and sell some goddamn records!\nNow, get out there and sell some goddamn records!\nNow, get out there and sell some" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Right Above It with the following description: “Right Above It” is Lil Wayne’s first single from his fresh-out-of-prison album, I’m Not A Human Being. It’s produced by the legendary Kane Beatz of “We Be Steady Mobbin” fame.\nAs of 2015, the song is used as the opening theme to the HBO series Ballers. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by Kane Beatz]\n[Intro]\nKane is in the building\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nWho else is really trying to fuck with Hollywood Cole\nI'm with Marley G's bro\nFlying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows\nAnd I wanna tell you something that you probably should know\nThis that Slum Dog Millionaire Bollywood flow and uh\nMy real friends never hearing from me\nFake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me\nThat's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused\nI got a small circle, I'm not with different crews\nWe walk the same path, but got on different shoes\nLive in the same building, but we got different views\nI got a couple cars, I never get to use\nDon't like my women single, I like my chicks in two's\nAnd these days all the girls are down to roll\nI hit the strip club, and all them bitches find a pole\nPlus I been sipping, so this shit is moving kinda slow\nJust tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nNow tell me how you love it\nYou know you at the top when only heaven is right above it\nWe on, it's Young Money motherfucker\nIf you ain't running with it, run from it motherfucker\nAlright, now somebody show some money in this bitch\nAnd I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, you dig\nAnd I got my gun in my boo purse\nAnd I don't bust back, because I shoot first [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nMeet me on the fresh train\nYes I'm in the building, you just on the list of guest names\nAnd all of my riders do not give a fuck, X-Games\nGuns turn you boys into pussies, sex change\nAnd I smoke 'til I got chest pains\nAnd you niggas know I rep my gang like Jessie James\nWomen are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne\nI been flyin' so long I fell asleep on the fucking plane\nSkinny pants and some Vans\nCall me Triple A, get my advance in advance, amen\nAs the world spin and dance in my hands\nLife is a beach, I'm just playing in the sand\nUh, wake up and smell the pussy\nYou niggas can't see me, but never overlook me\nI'm on a paper trail and ain't no telling where it took me\nYeah, and I ain't a killer but don't push me\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nNow tell me how you love it\nYou know you at the top when only heaven is right above it\nWe on, it's Young Money motherfucker\nIf you ain't running with it, run from it motherfucker\nAlright, now somebody show some money in this bitch\nAnd I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, you dig\nI got my gun in my boo purse\nAnd I don't bust back, because I shoot first [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]\nHow do you say what's never said?\nBeautiful black woman, I bet that bitch look better red\nLimping off tour, 'cause I made more off my second leg\nMotherfuckin' Birdman Junior, 11th Grade\nBall on automatic start\nI can hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw\nWildcat offense, check the paw prints\nWe in the building, you niggas in apartments\nUh, now come on be my blood donor\nFlow so nice you ain't gotta put a rug on her\nDo it big and let the small fall under that\nDamn where you stumbled at? From where they make Gumbo at\nKane got the fucking beat jumping like a jumping jack\nAnd you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack\nHip-Hop, I'm the heart of that\nNigga, nothing short of that\nPresident Carter, Young Money Democrat\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nNow tell me how you love it\nYou know you at the top when only heaven is right above it\nWe on, it's Young Money motherfucker\nIf you ain't running with it, run from it motherfucker\nAlright, now somebody show some money in this bitch\nAnd I got my b's with me like some honey in this bitch, you dig\nI got my gun in my boo purse\nAnd I don't bust back, because I shoot first" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Anaconda with the following description: Nicki goes big—literally—with a song about butts, sex, and more butts, backed by a “Baby Got Back” sample, nonetheless.\n“Anaconda” is the 2nd single for and 12th track on Nicki Minaj’s third studio album, The Pinkprint, and it’s loaded to the brim with sexual innuendo.\nThe single’s artwork caused quite some controversy over the brazen imagery of her bare tuckus. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Sir Mix-a-Lot]\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun\n[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]\nBoy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit\nBi-bi-big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins\nWa-wa-was in shootouts with the law but he live in a palace\nBo-bought me, Alexander McQueen, he was keepin' me stylish\nNow that's real, real, real\nGun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill\nWho-who-who-who wanna go first?, I had 'em pushin' daffodils\nI-I-I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill\nI'm on some dumb shit\n[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]\nBy-by-by-by-by-by the way, what he say? (Hey, hey)\nHe can tell I ain't missing no meals (Hey)\nCome through and fuck him in my automobile (Hey)\nLet him eat it with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill\nHe keep tellin' me it's real, that he love my sex appeal (Hey)\nHe-he-he say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab (Hey)\nSo I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit him with the jab like (Hey)\nDun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (Hey, hey) [Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot]\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun\n[Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]\nOh my gosh, look at her butt\nOh my gosh, look at her butt\nOh-oh-oh, oh my gosh, look at her butt\nLook at her butt, look at, look at, look at\nLook at her butt\n[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]\nThi-thi-thi-thi-this dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles\nDi-di-dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talkin' 'bout Eiffel's\nRe-re-re-real country-ass nigga let me play with his rifle\nPussy put his ass to sleep, now he callin' me NyQuil\nNow that bang, bang, bang\nI let him hit it 'cause he slang cocaine\nHe toss my salad like his name Romaine\nAnd when we done I make him buy me Balmain\nI'm on some dumb shit\n[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]\nBy-by-by-by-by-by the way, what he say? (Hey, hey)\nHe can tell I ain't missing no meals (Hey)\nCome through and fuck him in my automobile (Hey)\nLet him eat it with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill\nHe keep tellin' me it's real, that he love my sex appeal (Hey)\nHe-he-he say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab (Hey)\nSo I pulled up in the Jag, Mayweather with the jab like (Hey)\nDun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (Hey, hey) [Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot]\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun\n[Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]\nOh my gosh, look at her butt\nOh my gosh, look at her butt\nOh-oh-oh, oh my gosh, look at her butt\nLook at her butt, look at, look at, look at\nLook at her butt\n[Breakdown: Sir Mix-a-Lot]\nLittle in the middle but she got much back\nLittle in the middle but she got much back\nLittle in the middle but she got much back\nOh my God, look at her butt\n[Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot]\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't\nMy anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun\nD-d-d-don't\nMy anaconda d-d-don't\nD-d-don't want none unless you got buns, hun [Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj & \nSir Mix-a-Lot\n]\nOh my gosh, look at her butt\nLittle in the middle but she got much back\nOh my gosh, look at her butt\nLittle in the middle but she got much back\nOh-oh-oh, oh my gosh, look at her butt\nLittle in the middle but she got much back\nOh my God, look at her butt\nLook at, look at, look at, look at her butt\n[Outro: Nicki Minaj]\nYeah, he love this fat ass, hahahahahahahaha\nYeah, this one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club\nI said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?\nFuck those skinny bitches, fuck those skinny bitches in the club\nI wanna see all the big fat-ass bitches in the motherfuckin' club\nFuck you if you skinny, bitches, what? Kyuh\nHahahaha, ahh, rrr\nKyuh, I got a big fat ass\nKyuh, come on\nHey, hey, hey" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called We Takin’ Over with the following description: An optimistic, “all-star cast” singalong brought to you by rap’s most inspirational Palestinian-American DJ Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Akon, \nDJ Khaled\n & \nT.I.\n]\nOh oh oh! \n(DJ Khaled!)\nAy, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay\nKonvict Music \n(We The Best!)\nAy, ay, Grand Hustle\nYeah \n(We takin' over)\nAy, ay, ay\nOww! \n(Listen!)\n[Verse 1: T.I.]\nStarted in Atlanta then I spread out with it\nSouth Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi\nOn to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia\nFrom down in Miami where it warm in the winter\nOn up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter\nJacksonville, Tallahassee, Memphis, Tenn; holla at me\nBe in H-Town, Southside, Cloverland, daddy\nI'm the man out in Dallas, better ask Khaled\nKept me out in Cali with my eyes open barely\nBlowin' and spinnin', goin' down Bennett\nDrop 6-4, three-wheel, then switch it\nRed light stop, make it drop for the bitches\nGot a Glock four-fifth, blow your head off with it\nAnything you hear that I said, I meant it\nKing got the crown then sped off with it\nSay you need bricks, I said, \"I'll get it\" [Pre-Chorus: Akon]\nIf you want to, we can supply you (Supply you)\nGot enough work to feed the whole town\nThey won't shoot you unless you try to (Try to)\nCome around and try to stomp on our ground\n[Chorus: Akon & \nDJ Khaled\n]\n'Cause we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nOh oh \n(Listen!)\n[Verse 2: Rick Ross]\nBoss, it's what I does\nI get money e'ryday, e'ryday I does\nThat (Benz) is how I ride\nBlack flag on the left, two hoes and ride\nYou better (Move) AK all day\nGet shot up like Shyne, that's on my neck\nI'm big like Diddy; damn it, I'm with it\nKhaled, we did it, Biggie of my city\nPlease no fitted, fuck it, I'm too pretty\nI'd rather get brain, stupid, I'm silly\nMoney that come runnin' like water\nMami so hot, damn it, she gorgeous\nMiami on fire, you better be cautious\nMight get shot on the porch of your fortress\nYeah, they see it but no one reports it\nI run this, Rick Ross, boss shit [Chorus: Akon & \nDJ Khaled\n]\n'Cause we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nOh oh \n(Listen!)\n[Verse 3: Fat Joe]\nBlat, when you see Crack, better duck\nLike the MAC got a EZ pass, nigga what?\nShit, I don't give a fuck, I run these streets\nY'all talk that shit, I walk that beef\nI'ma tell you like a G told me\nThey'll come back quick if a nigga OD\nCash rule everything around me\nI'm YSL, Versace\nYou could see me in that Porsche GT\nComin' down Sunset, sittin' on Ds\nFeelin' like Pac, all eyes on me\nFresh bandana and I'm blowin' mad trees (Trees, trees)\nNigga please\nI spit crack, every verse a ki\nSome say \"Khaled,\" some say \"Khaleed\"\nTwelve years down and I'm finally free\n[Pre-Chorus: Akon]\nIf you want to, we can supply you (Supply you)\nGot enough work to feed the whole town\nThey won't shoot you unless you try to (Try to)\nCome around and try to stomp on our ground [Chorus: Akon & \nDJ Khaled\n]\n'Cause we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nSaid we takin' over (One city at a time)\nOh oh \n(Listen!)\n[Verse 4: Birdman]\nBirdman daddy, I'm number one\nNigga came at me wrong, so we got him done\nFuckin' with the fam, I'ma give him some\nSpent that corner, he didn't run\nSunday had a whole church singin' a song\nWhy'd they have to send my baby home?\nFuckin' with some niggas, that paper long\nBeen a G in the game, now my son on the throne\n[Verse 5: Lil Wayne]\nAh, I am the beast\nFeed me rappers or feed me beats\nI'm untamed, I need a leash\nI'm insane, I need a shrink\nI love brain, I need a leech\nWhy complain on Easy Street?\nI don't even talk, I let the Visa speak\nAnd I like my Sprite Easter pink\nAnd my wrist-wear Chopard but the Müller's cooler\nI have more jewels than your jeweler\nTouch and I will bust your medulla\nThat's a bullethole, it is not a tumor\nRed light, red light, stop your rumors\nI stay on track like a box of Pumas\nNow just r-r-rock with Junior\nI am the little big kahuna, y'dig?\n[Outro: Akon]\n'Cause we takin' over (One city at a time)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Same Bitches with the following description: “Same Bitches” is Post Malone’s first collaborations with California rappers G-Eazy and YG.\nThe track revolves around women who don’t have a sense of self. They also tend to gravitate towards artists, such as the ones featured in this song, but the right girl wouldn’t be just like everyone else.\nThe song was first previewed through a snippet on Twitter as someone found a Postmates driver that was tipped with a copy of beerbongs & bentleys by Post Malone himself. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Post Malone]\nYeah, yeah\n[Chorus: Post Malone]\nI been in L.A. too long\nHow I see the same bitches everywhere I go?\nIt don't really matter where they from\nActin' or a model, heard it all before\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[Verse 1: Post Malone]\nI hit your DM, baby\nTook the screenshot, yeah, you tried to play me\nI bet this shit was good for your reputation\nI just let it go, so I could see you naked\nHoly moly, look at what you rolled in\nMillion followers, but your bumpers broken\nWhat's your focus? Tell me what your goal is\nI know you only like me\n'Cause I just spent a hundred bands in one night\nSpent a hundred bands in one night\nI know you wanna live this life\nBut I can't make a ho a housewife (Oh, no)\nWhat's your name? Who's your daddy?\nIs he rich like me? Is he rich like me?\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy) [Chorus: Post Malone & \nG-Eazy\n]\nI been in L.A. too long\nHow I see the same bitches everywhere I go?\nIt don't really matter where they from\nActin' or a model, heard it all before\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) (\nUh, yeah\n)\nYeah, yeah\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) (\nGerald\n)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (\nuh\n)\n[Verse 2: G-Eazy]\nEverywhere I go I see the same ho\nAlways post selfies on the 'Gram from a angle, a Catfish\nHollywood devil, not a angel\nHer bag is Chanel, but she drives a Durango\nYeah, and I'm gettin' to the queso\nWoke and I'm hip to the game, so I'm thankful\nOGs put me on tours, so I'm laced, bro\nReal recognizin' that you don't speak the lingo\nClothes all new, not a wrinkle\nGivin' you the game, gettin' sprinkled\nBottles on deck and my drink full\nI turn into a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a pitbull\nThis life did it to me, I can't switch back\nIf I take her then you'll never get your bitch back\nYeah, the beat knockin', yeah, this shit clap\nWelcome to the west it's where people gettin' rich at, ayy [Chorus: Post Malone, \nG-Eazy\n & \nYG\n]\nI been in L.A. too long (\nG\n)\nHow I see the same bitches everywhere I go? (\nIt's Eazy, you know?\n)\nIt don't really matter where they from (\nYee, yee, yee\n)\nActin' or a model, heard it all before (\nAyy\n)\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(\nWest side nigga\n)\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(\nHol' up, let me talk my shit, hol' up\n)\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n[Verse 3: YG]\nI been in L.A. too long\nMe and my bros hit the same hoes\nL.A., Hollywood, that's some Valley hoes\nDo I know how to fuck? They all know\nYeah, yeah, fuck it, go down baby, you ratchet\nI'm with the program, baby (Yeah)\nWord in the streets, you with the whole town, baby\nI'm tryna do it for the brother like Motown, baby (For the record)\nShe fucked the L.A. Laker for the record\nShe fucked a Dodger baseball player for the record\nShe fucked the head of my record label, ooh\nHow you think she been so stable?\nAh, damn, ah, damn, but she down to fuck\nDesigner everything, Benz Truck\nPullin' up with you friend, tell me who she is\nOh, never mind, my friend fucked [Outro: Post Malone & \nYG\n]\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah\n(\nHaha, oh, never mind, my friend fucked\n)\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah\n(\nHaha, never mind, my friend fucked\n)\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah\nPopulation four million, how I see the same bitches?\n(How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called FourFiveSeconds with the following description: “FourFiveSeconds” features vocals by Rihanna and Kanye West, and instrumentals by Sir Paul McCartney. It has earned praise for its minimalist instrumentals, which include acoustic guitar, cello, and organ, and for blending pop, hip-hop, country, and folk — an unprecedented mash-up for all three performers.\nIt was expected to be on her eighth album ANTI, but was not included. The album art for the single reads “Four Five Seconds” in Braille.\nIn an interview with V Magazine, Rihanna said she was attracted to the song because of the tension between its sound and its lyrical content.\nWhen you read the lyrics it’s a completely different song than what you are hearing. The music is easygoing, but the lyrical content is very loud and in your face.\nKanye has compared Rihanna’s vocals on the track to those of Scottish singer Annie Lennox (“the greatest white soul singer alive,” according to VH1).\nThe song peaked at number four on the Hot 100, becoming Rihanna’s 26th top ten song, McCartney’s 23rd (not counting his 34 with the Beatles), and West’s 15th. McCartney now holds the record for longest time between top ten hits, with 29 years between “FourFiveSeconds” and “Spies Like Us”, which charted on February 8th, 1986. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Rihanna]\nI think I've had enough\nI might get a little drunk\nI say what's on my mind\nI might do a little time\n'Cause all of my kindness\nIs taken for weakness\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nNow I'm four, five seconds from wildin'\nAnd we got three more days 'til Friday\nI'm just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'\nI swear I wish somebody would tell me\nOoh, that's all I want\n[Verse 2: Kanye West & \nPaul McCartney\n]\nWoke up an optimist\nSun was shinin', I'm positive\nWe can run\nThen I heard you was talkin' trash\nI'm on a mystery\nHold me back, I'm 'bout to spaz\n[Chorus: Rihanna & Kanye West]\nYeah, I'm 'bout four, five seconds from wildin'\nAnd we got three more days 'til Friday\nI'm tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'\nI swear I wish somebody would try me\nOoh, that’s all I want [Bridge: Rihanna]\nAnd I know that you're up tonight\nThinkin', \"How could I be so selfish?\"\nBut you called 'bout a thousand times\nWondering where I've been\nNow I know that you're up tonight\nThinkin', \"How could I be so reckless?\"\nBut I just can't apologize\nI hope you can understand, yeah\n[Verse 3: Kanye West \nwith Rihanna\n]\nIf I go to jail tonight\nPromise you'll pay my bail\nSee they want to buy my pride\nBut that just ain't up for sale\nSee all of my kindness\n (Mhm)\nIs taken for weakness\n[Chorus: Rihanna & Kanye West]\nNow I'm four, five seconds from wildin'\nAnd we got three more days 'til Friday\nI'm tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'\nI swear I wish somebody would tell me\nOoh, that's all I want\nFour, five seconds from wildin'\nAnd we got three more days 'til Friday\nJust tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'\nI swear I wish somebody would tell me\n'Cause that's all I want [Video directed by Inez and Vinoodh]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Checklist with the following description: “Checklist” was released as one of two tracks from Normani’s collaborative EP with producer Calvin Harris.\nNormani announced the song on her social media the same day as its release:\n\n\n\n\n\nWizkid’s appearance marks his first collaboration with Normani and Harris. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Wizkid and \nNormani\n]\nBad gal come whine 'pon it\nHey, yeah\nHey, yeah\nHey, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[Chorus: Normani]\nI got the addy, I don’t need no GPS's (Uh, uh)\nDiamonds shining, diamonds shining\nNow I keep them VVS's (Uh, uh)\nDon’t lie, don't lie\nYou tryna keep me like a checklist (Uh, uh)\nSlow whine, slow whine\nBody cold like a necklace (Uh, uh, uh)\n[Post-Chorus: Normani]\nI see you\nStraight up out of heaven wit' it uh\nBaby, you a blessing wit' it uh\nCome teach me a lesson wit' it uh\nYeah, I see you\nStraight up out of heaven wit' it uh\nBaby, you a blessing wit' it uh\nCome teach me a lesson wit' it uh\n[Verse 1: Normani]\nCome show me what the neck ’bout\nMight show you what the check ’bout\nMight show you what that net 'bout\nGive it all to you if you check out\nWay you moving it around me\nMake me feel like you wan’ drown me\nMake me feel like you wan' wet me\nOnly you know how to get me up [Chorus: Normani]\nI got the addy, I don't need no GPS's (Uh, uh)\nDiamonds shining, diamonds shining\nNow I keep them VVS’s (Uh, uh)\nDon't lie, don't lie\nYou tryna keep me like a checklist (Uh, uh)\nSlow whine, slow whine\nBody cold like a necklace (Uh, uh, uh)\n[Post-Chorus: Normani]\nI see you\nStraight up out of heaven wit' it uh\nBaby, you a blessing wit' it uh\nCome teach me a lesson wit' it uh\nYeah, I see you\nStraight up out of heaven wit' it uh\nBaby, you a blessing wit' it uh\nCome teach me a lesson wit' it uh\n[Verse 2: Wizkid]\nMy gal your body cold like a necklace\nNo bad mind, really can touch this\nGold so cold when you whine this\nThis straight one put you on me checklist\nMe loving the love, 'cause it's reckless\nGirl I'm a sinner, come bless me\nBaby girl no stress me\nSay bad gal so you kill with that vibe\nUh [Chorus: Normani]\nI got the addy, I don't need no GPS's (Uh, uh)\nDiamonds shining, diamonds shining\nNow I keep them VVS's (Uh, uh)\nDon't lie, don't lie\nYou tryna keep me like a checklist (Uh, uh)\nSlow whine, slow whine\nBody cold like a necklace (Uh, uh, uh)\n[Outro: Wizkid]\nMe need a lickle bit of your time\n, and\nJust let me give you keys to my life, and\nBaby girl show me your vibe\nBaby girl show me your light\nMe need a lickle bit of your time, and\nSaid me give you keys to my life, and\nBaby girl show me your vibe\nThey control, on control" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Deeper Than Money with the following description: The first half of the song is from the perspective of someone that believes that money will bring them happiness, and the second half is from Logic’s perspective telling the listener what makes him happy. The whole second verse and parts of the first verse were freestyled by Logic.\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_W_fPFSttr0\nIn that interview, Logic also states that the infliction in his voice during the chorus was inspired from the lottery ticket scene in National Lampoon’s Vegas Vacation when the older man wins the money. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nPeople want to talk about what makes them happy\nWhat really makes you happy?\nTell me what makes you happy\nMakes you happy, makes you sad, makes you glad\nTell me what makes you happy\nPeople say its money, give me the money\nAll the money (money)\n[Verse 1]\nIf I could live forever and a day\nKnow I'd never fade away\nBut my life is not okay, I...\nI take the bus to my job and one night I got robbed\nLife is fucking up my vibe, I...\nI wish had a lot of money\nHad a lot of dough, had a lot of paper, you already know\nMy life would be so much better with cheddar\nOnly work as hard as I do for vendetta\nCause my ninth grade teacher said I wouldn't be shit\nWouldn't be nothing, working that minimum wage\nAnd cooking McMuffins, so I'm puffing on this green\nWishing I had more money than I do\nImagine if I had more money than Erykah Badu, \nah!\nAnd so I'm all about my business\nIs there anyone who wit this?\nCan a brother get a witness like: \nAh—Ooh, Ah—Ooh\nWassup with it, come and get it\nTell me now what's on your mind\nI ain't talking bout that shit you post up on your timeline\nSpeak to me in real time, open up and redefine\nOpen up a motherfucking book for once and read a line\nSomebody tell me now what done happen to society\nMy happiness is gone and it took with it my sobriety\nThey say that money cannot make you happy\nDo not lie to me, whoever said that shit was never broke\nAnd wouldn't try to be\n, who is you to try with me?\nWhy you trying me, like \nah... [Interlude]\nNow I'mma tell 'em what makes me happy\nThis what makes me happy, right here\nLike this...\n[Verse 2]\nJump up on that MPC, like a boss MVP\nCook up shit that make other producers wanna envy me\nMaster it then set it free, \nturn it into MP3s\nSpin that shit up in Serato, I can feel the energy\n[Chorus]\nThis shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper, deeper than money\nThis shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper than money\nYou know its deeper, deeper honey\nThis shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than your money\nMy money, they money, everybody money\nSaid, this shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper than money\nIt's deeper than money [Break]\nI don't do this shit for nothing but myself\nI don't do this shit for nothing but myself\nI don't do this shit for nothing but myself\nI don't do this shit for nothing but myself\nThink I need to focus more on my health\n[Verse 3]\nI do, I do—this the shit that I love\nThis the shit that I love\nComes straight from above\nOff the top off the dome\nGotta get it, go home\nHella late, feeling good, got a lot on my plate\nWhat the fuck is on my mind?\nI just, I just want to rhyme\nThis the type of shit I got to do\nOh my God, what's the time?\nCan you feel it right now?\nCan you feel the whole style?\nIt's the type of shit, I gotta get it, gotta get it\nI've been vibing out here in Malibu\nWould you come through?\nTell me motherfucker truly what it do?\nL-O-G-I-C, this is who I be\nL.A. where I'm at, M.D. what I be\nAll that, all that\nGod, I can feel it, I can feel it\nI'm a fly on the wall feeling ten feet tall\nRight now this the type of shit, this the style\nThis the motherfucking style\nAnd so I tell em... [Chorus]\nThis shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper, deeper than money\nThis shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper than money\nYou know its deeper, deeper honey\nThis shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than your money\nMy money, they money, everybody money\nSaid, this shit is deeper than money\nDeeper than money\nDeeper than money\nIt's deeper than money" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rockstar (Party With the Demons)* with the following description: This track was first previewed by photographer Kevin Wong on June 20, 2020.\nThe track’s title is currently unconfirmed and it is unclear if the track will ever see an official release. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lyrics from Snippets\n[Chorus]\nParty with the demons\nYes, her body left, but her soul stayed (No)\nPsych out anywhere, she has road rage (Woah)\nShe is so self-conscious 'cause her old age (Yeah)\n[Post-Chorus]\nHow you doin' out there?\nI said, \"How you doin' out there?\"...\n[Verse ?]\n[...]\n...have a low about\nI know you hear me calling to somebody, \"Help\"\nYes, I'm...\n[...]\n...pop..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Out There with the following description: “Out There” is a song composed by Sia and Hans Zimmer and is the official song for the new BBC EARTH documentary Seven Worlds, One Planet. In the song, Sia is pining for reciprocation in a relationship, even though she fears the worst. The relationship could also be seen as a symbol for climate change, as the docuseries revolves around human involvement with the planet.\nThe documentary that this song was created for premiered on 27 October 2019. The existence of the Documentary and the song were simultaneously revealed in a Tweet by BBC Earth in June 2019. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse]\nI pray\nYeah, I'm hoping that if I pray\nMaybe you'll talk back\n'Cause I pray for some faith, some faith today\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThis walk feels longer in the dark tonight\nNo hand to hold, no end in sight\nI pour my heart out to the blackest sky\nOh, spirit, can you hear my soul's cry?\n[Chorus 1]\nCan you hear my call? Can I have a sign?\n'Cause I am losing hope\nYeah, on my darkest night\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThis walk feels longer in the dark tonight\nNo hand to hold, no end in sight\nI pour my heart out to the blackest sky\nOh, spirit, can you hear my soul's cry?\n[Chorus 2]\nNo, I don't wanna walk alone, I want to believe\n'Cause I am losing hope\nAs love will speak to me\nCan you hear my call? Can I have a sign?\n'Cause I am losing hope\nYeah, on my darkest night [Outro]\nI got a feeling you're out there\nI got a feeling you're out there" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Skyscraper with the following description: This song was the first single from Demi Lovato’s album Unbroken, released in 2011. The song was originally recorded by Kerli before being given to Lovato.\nLyrically, the song is about the pain they felt when they were in rehab because of their issues with self-harm and eating disorders.\nThis song was an inspiration for a lot of people, especially girls and women who were in pain because of other people who would tear them down without any good reason. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSkies are crying, I am watching\nCatching tear drops in my hands\nOnly silence as it's ending\nLike we never had a chance\nDo you have to make me feel like\nThere's nothing left of me?\n[Chorus]\nYou can take everything I have\nYou can break everything I am\nLike I'm made of glass\nLike I'm made of paper\nGo on and try to tear me down\nI will be rising from the ground\nLike a skyscraper\nLike a skyscraper\n[Verse 2]\nAs the smoke clears, I awaken\nAnd untangle you from me\nWould it make you feel better\nTo watch me while I bleed?\nAll my windows still are broken\nBut I'm standing on my feet [Chorus]\nYou can take everything I have\nYou can break everything I am\nLike I'm made of glass\nLike I'm made of paper\nGo on and try to tear me down\nI will be rising from the ground\nLike a skyscraper (Ah, ah)\nLike a skyscraper (Ah, ah)\n[Bridge]\nGo run, run, run, I'm gonna stay right here (Here)\nWatch you disappear (-Pear), yeah, oh\nGo run, run, run, yeah, it's a long way down (Down)\nBut I am closer to the clouds up here\n[Chorus]\nYou can take everything I have (Ah, ah, ah, ah)\nYou can break everything I am (Ah, ah, ah, ah)\nLike I'm made of glass (Ah, ah, ah, ah)\nLike I'm made of paper, oh, oh (Ah, ah, ah, ah)\nGo on and try to tear me down\nI will be rising from the ground\nLike a skyscraper (Ah, ah, ah)\nLike a skyscraper (Ah, ah, ah) [Outro]\nLike a skyscraper\nLike a skyscraper\nLike a skyscraper" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Shameless with the following description: Camila Cabello started off her sophomore album, Romance with a bang, giving listeners not one, but two tracks that see her finally facing her feelings about a crush. In conjunction with the release of “Shameless,” a music video for the song was released, directed by Henry Scholfield, who has previously worked with Billie Eilish and Dua Lipa.\nThe track was first hinted at on August 12, 2019, when Camila was spotted filming a music video in Los Angeles. During this shoot, the unreleased track was heard, with a “Celebrity Photo Agency” called BACKGRID TV posting a video of the shoot to YouTube, which included part of the track’s audio.\nAs part of Spotify’s “The Romance Experience,” Camila commented on the track:\nI love songs that talk about making love and the connection. And how amazing and almost transcendent it feels when you have you have that find of intimacy with somebody that you’re in love with. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nDon't speak, no, don't try\nIt's been a secret for the longest time\nDon't run (Oh), no, don't hide\nBeen running from it for the longest time\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo many mornings I woke up confused\nIn my dreams, I do anything I want to you\nMy emotions are naked, they're taking me out of my mind\n[Chorus]\nRight now, I'm shameless\nScreamin' my lungs out for ya\nNot afraid to face it\nI need you more than I want to\nNeed you more than I want to\nShow me you're shameless\nWrite it on my neck, why don't ya?\nAnd I won't erase it\nI need you more than I want to\nNeed you more than I want to\n[Post-Chorus]\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now [Verse 2]\nIt's all there, now it's real\nNow that you have me, do you want me still?\nMy kisses are history, they go back a long time, uh\nAnd I'm tired of loving somebody that's not mine, no\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo many mornings I woke up confused\nIn my dreams, I do anything I want to you\nMy emotions are naked, they're taking me out of my mind (Mind)\n[Chorus]\nRight now, I'm shameless\nScreamin' my lungs out for ya\nNot afraid to face it\nI need you more than I want to\nNeed you more than I want to\nShow me you're shameless\nWrite it on my neck, why don't ya?\nAnd I won't erase it\nI need you more than I want to\nNeed you more than I want to\n[Post-Chorus]\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now [Bridge]\nDistance, inches in between us\nI want you to give in, I want you to give in, oh\nWeakness, tension in between us\nI just wanna give in\nAnd I don't care if I'm forgiven\n[Chorus]\nRight now, I'm shameless\nScreamin' my lungs out for ya\nNot afraid to face it\nI need you more than I want to\nNeed you more than I want to\nShow me you're shameless\nWrite it on my neck, why don't ya?\nAnd I won't erase it\nI need you more than I want to\nI need you more than I want to\n[Post-Chorus]\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now\nNo-oh, uh-uh, don't wanna do this now" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 4th Dimension with the following description: Sampling Louis Prima’s “What Will Santa Claus Say” to eerie effect, Ye and Cudi touch on everything from accidental anal sex, to Ric Flair and Lacoste.\nThe sample of “Someday” by Shirley Ann Lee which appears at the end of the song was also used on “Ghost Town” from Kanye’s 8th album ye. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Louis Prima]\nDown the chimney, he will come\nWith his great big smile\nAnd you'll find that even the kiddies\nAre swingin' in the latest style\n[Chorus: Louis Prima]\nOh, oh, oh\nWhat is Santa bringing?\nOh, oh, oh\nGnignirb atnaS si tahw?\n[Verse 1: Kanye West]\nIt feels so good, it should cost\nBought a alligator, I ain't talkin' Lacoste\nMade me say, \"Ugh, uh\"\nLike a mix of Master P and Rick Ross, uh-uh\nShe seem to make me always feel like a boss, uh-uh\nShe said I'm in the wrong hole, I said I'm lost, uh-uh\nShe said I'm goin' too fast, I'm exhausted\nNow drop to your knees for the offerin'\nThis the theme song of something wrong\nMight need an intervention for this new dimension\nThat's too new to mention, or fit in a sentence\nIf I get locked up, I won't finish the sent— [Chorus: Louis Prima]\nOh, oh, oh\nWhat is Santa bringing?\nOh, oh, oh\nGnignirb atnaS si tahw?\n[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]\nGettin' loose while I'm rollin' through, see me roll out\nWatch you surf, hit the coast, and this feelin', I got\nPlenty of ventures for the evenin', we go journey, we off\nFrom the light to guide us home, we in the moment, oh-oh\nSuch a lost boy, caught up in the darkest I had\nWhat's the cost, boy? Losin' everything that I had\nShe been on me, boy, 'less you got somethin' to tell\nSittin', waitin' for me slippin', yeah, I'll see you in hell\nTell the cougar get up off me, no, my soul ain't for sale\nAll the evils in the world, they keepin' on me for real\nI really hope the Lord heard me, we all live in sin\nKids See Ghosts off the ropes, Ric Flair on your bitch\nNow this the theme song, this the theme song\nThe put the beams on, get your, get your dream on\nBut you don't hear me though, drama: we let it go\nWatch the guitars roll, but let your friends know\n[Chorus: Louis Prima]\nOh, oh, oh\nWhat is Santa bringing?\nOh, oh, oh\nGnignirb atnaS si tahw? [Outro: Shirley Ann Lee]\nJust do that and then let the music do somethin', and then do that again, that'd be enough for a record\nI mean, you only want two and a half minutes if you can get it, you know, three minutes max—" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Good Goodbye with the following description: Linkin Park’s collaboration with Pusha T and Stormzy is partially inspired by Mike Shinoda’s love of basketball. The song uses fouling out of a game as metaphor for the end of a relationship. Mike Shinoda also said it is an outlier track that does not fit in with the rest of the album. He described the song as ‘sarcastic’ in tone and a ‘change of pace’.\nOn May 3, 2017, Linkin Park delivered a live performance of this song on Facebook in which Mike debuted a second verse for this song that did not make the final cut.\n\nThe lyrics can be found here. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nSo say goodbye and hit the road\nPack it up and disappear\nYou better have some place to go\n'Cause you can't come back around here\nGood goodbye\n(Don't you come back no more)\n[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]\nLive from the rhythm, it's\nSomething wild, venomous\nEnemies trying to read me\nYou're all looking highly illiterate\nBlindly forgetting if I'm in the mix\nYou won't find an equivalent\nI've been here killing it\nLonger than you've been alive, you idiot\nAnd it makes you so mad\nSomebody else could be stepping in front of you\nAnd it makes you so mad that you're not the only one\nThere's more than one of you\nAnd you can't understand the fact\nThat it's over and done, hope you had fun\nYou've got a lot to discuss on the bus\nHeaded back where you're from [Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nSo say goodbye and hit the road\nPack it up and disappear\nYou better have some place to go\n'Cause you can't come back around here\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\n[Verse 2: Pusha T]\n(Wooh!)\nGoodbye, good riddance\nA period is after every sentence\nDid my time with my cellmate\nMaxed out so now we finished\nEvery day was like a hail date\nEvery night was like a hailstorm\nTook her back to my tinted windows\nShowin' out, she in rare form\nWings up, now I'm airborne\nKing Push, they got a chair for him\nMake way for the new queen\nThe old lineup, where they cheer for 'em\nConsequence when you ain't there for him\nWere you there for him?\nDid you care for him?\nYou were dead wrong [Chorus: Chester Bennington]\n(Don't you come back no more)\nSo say goodbye and hit the road\nPack it up and disappear\nYou better have some place to go\n'Cause you can't come back around here\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\n(Don't you come back no more)\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\n(Don't you come back no more)\n[Verse 3: Stormzy]\nYo\nLet me say goodbye to my demons\nLet me say goodbye to my past life\nLet me say goodbye to the darkness\nTell 'em that I'd rather be here in the starlight\nTell 'em that I'd rather be here where they love me\nTell 'em that I'm yours this is our life\nAnd I still keep raising the bar like\nNever seen a young black brother in the chart twice\nGoodbye to the stereotypes\nYou can't tell my kings we can't\nMandem we're linking tings in parks\nNow I got a tune with Linkin Park\nLike goodbye to my old hoe’s\nGoodbye to the cold roads\nI can't die for my postcode\nYoung little Mike from the Gold Coast\nAnd now I'm inside with my bro bro's\nGang [Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nSo say goodbye and hit the road\nPack it up and disappear\nYou better have some place to go\n'Cause you can't come back around here\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\n(Don't you come back no more)\nGood goodbye\nGood goodbye\n(Don't you come back no more)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Swan Song with the following description: “Swan Song” is a part of the Alita: Battle Angel original soundtrack. The song was written by Dua Lipa, Junkie XL, Justin Tranter, Mattias Larsson, Robin Fredriksson and Kennedi Lykken.\nOn “Swan Song,” Dua opens up about the fight for justice. She tweeted:\nAlita fights for the lives of marginalised people. […] we mustn’t ever quit our battle against the injustices of the world. Even in the hardest moments we must speak up. Lyrically the song references the brilliant minds at ACT UP, a HIV and AIDS activist group from the 80s who’s motto was “Silence equals death” with the hopes that in our everyday life we put into action this deeper meaning so that silence never become us.\nThe song was first teased when Dua Lipa published promotional pictures for the song on her social medias. Later she posted a snippet of the song and announced the music video. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI, I can't lie, I'm scared to open my eyes\n'Cause what if I find nothing at all, nothing at all?\nWhat is the point of my lips if they don't make noise? Oh\nWhat is the point of doing nothing at all, watching it fall?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThe flicker burning, you know the time is running, running out\nOnly I see, oh, the diamonds, diamonds breaking down\nI won't stay quiet, I won't stay quiet\n'Cause staying silent's the same as dying\nI won't stay quiet, the flicker's burning now\n[Chorus]\nThis is not a, this is not a swan, swan song\nThis is not a, this is not a swan, swan song\nWe just gotta, we just gotta hold on tonight\nThis is not a, this is not a swan song, swan song, swan dive\nYeah, it's a new life\n[Verse 2]\nReal fantasy, wishing it was make-believe, oh\nWhat is the reason of doing nothing at all, watching it fall?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThe flicker burning, you know the time is running, running out\nOnly I see, oh, the diamonds, diamonds breaking down\nI won't stay quiet, I won't stay quiet\n'Cause staying silent's the same as dying\nI won't stay quiet, the flicker's burning now [Chorus]\nThis is not a, this is not a swan, swan song\nThis is not a, this is not a swan, swan song\nWe just gotta, we just gotta hold on tonight\nThis is not a, this is not a swan song, swan song, swan dive\nYeah, it's a new life\n[Bridge]\nTread heavily around me\nTread heavily around me\nTread heavily\nTread heavily around me\nTread heavily, tread\n[Chorus]\nThis is not a, this is not a\nSwan (\nTread heavily\n), swan song (\nTread\n)\nThis is not a, this is not a\nSwan (\nTread heavily\n), swan song (\nTread\n)\nWe just gotta, we just gotta hold on tonight (\nTread heavily\n)\nThis is not a, this is not a swan song, swan song, swan dive\nYeah, it's a new life\n[Outro]\nIt's a new life" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Temporary Lover with the following description: “Temporary Lover” is an upbeat party track about Chris and Jon hooking up with girls for one night only. The track samples Alicia Myers' 1981 song “I Want to Thank You.”\n“Temporary Lover” marks the first collaboration between Chris and Lil Jon. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Alicia Meyers, \nLil Jon\n]\nI wanna thank you, Heavenly Father\nFor shining your light on me\nHere we go\n (\nHere we go\n)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon\n]\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay, ayy\n)\nParty in the hills, sent the Uber away (Like skrrt)\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nCall your homegirls, they can meet at my place\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nShawty stay fresh, fat ass, small waist (Like damn)\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nYou ain't gotta go home, but you know you can't stay here (\nHey\n)\nOkay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nOkay, okay, okay (\nOkay, okay\n, oh)\nOkay, okay (\nWow\n)\nYou ain't gotta go home, but you know you can't stay here (\nWoah\n)\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon\n, \nAlicia Meyers\n]\nI wanna thank you\n for pullin' up tonight-night (\nPull up\n)\nI wanna thank you\n for givin' it up tonight\nI wanna thank you\n for doin' it my way, my way (My way), oh, baby\nI wanna thank you\n (Yeah) for livin' in the moment (\nC'mon!\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon\n]\nTomorrow ain't got shit to do with right now (\nRight now\n)\nGirl, we gon' stay up 'til I take you down (\nDown, down\n)\nGirl, we gon' go hard 'til they turn the lights off\n(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, \noh\n)\nDon't say it's over, my temporary lover\nOh-oh (\nWhat?\n) [Chorus: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon\n]\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay, ayy\n)\nParty in the hills, sent the Uber away (Like skrrt)\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nCall your homegirls, they can meet at my place\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nShawty stay fresh, fat ass, small waist (Like damn)\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nYou ain't gotta go home, but you know you can't stay here (\nHey\n)\nOkay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nOkay, okay, okay (\nOkay, okay\n, oh)\nOkay, okay (\nWow\n)\nYou ain't gotta go home, but you know you can't stay here (\nOkay\n)\n[Verse 2: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon,\n \nAlicia Meyers\n]\nI wanna thank you\n (Ooh) for goin' all out tonight (\nYeah\n)\nI wanna thank you\n for usin' your mouth tonight (\nOh, yeah\n)\nI wanna thank you\n (Oh-woah) for doin' it my way, my way (\nMy way\n, you know)\nI wanna thank you\n for livin' in the moment (\nC'mon!\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon\n]\nTomorrow ain't got shit to do with right now (\nRight now\n)\n(Tomorrow ain't got shit to do but right now)\nGirl, we gon' stay up 'til I take you down (\nDown, down\n, woo)\nGirl, we gon' go hard 'til they turn the lights off (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, \noh\n)\nDon't say it's over (\nNever\n), my temporary lover, oh-oh (\nOh!\n) [Chorus: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon\n]\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nParty in the hills, sent the Uber away (Like skrrt)\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nCall your homegirls, they can meet at my place\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nShawty stay fresh, fat ass, small waist (Like damn)\nYeah, okay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nYou ain't gotta go home, but you know you can't stay here\n[Outro: Chris Brown, \nLil Jon,\n \nAlicia Meyers\n]\nI wanna thank you\n (Ooh)\nOkay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nOkay, okay, okay (\nOkay, okay\n)\nI wanna thank you\nOkay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nYou ain't gotta go home, but you know you can't stay here (\nOkay, okay\n)\nI wanna thank you\n (\nOh\n)\nOkay, okay (Ooh, \nokay\n)\nOkay, okay, okay (Oh, \nokay, okay\n)\nI wanna thank you\nOkay, okay (\nOkay\n)\nYou ain't gotta go home, but you know you can't stay here (\nOkay\n)\nTurn up, turn up, turn up, turn up\n (\nOkay\n)\nTurn up, turn up, turn up, turn up\n (\nCome on, okay\n)\nTurn up, turn up, turn up, turn up\n (\nOkay\n)\nTurn up, turn up, turn up, turn up\n (\nOkay\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Beggin with the following description: “Beggin” is the sixth track from Young Sinatra. The meaning behind this song is to explain the passion and dedication that Logic has for rapping and that nothing will stop him from getting to where he wants to be in life despite his already rough childhood.\nHe also calls out to his listeners, to see which fans are loyal to him so that they can help him reach the top. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Logic]\nYeah, yeah, yeah I'ma get it right now, and never will I give up\nHomie, this is food for thought, you better fill up\nI'm coming in strong but this song ain’t very long\nSo I gotta make you understand before the beat is gone\nHomie you are not alone, we are in the zone\nWe are in \nThe Matrix\n, full of that fake shit\nMake you wanna grab the gat and go apeshit\nLiving in a world of lies I can't take it\nNeeded someone to save me, Needed someone to hug me\nNeeded a whole world but nobody would love me\nAnd I learned from this that people wanna buck me\nAnd I've learned from this, to put no one above me\nI said I can't take it I know I'm gonna make it\nI know I'm not normal but I gotta fake it\nI swear I'm not cocky, I am just confident\nThat when I step on the stage I am dominant and now I am beggin'\n[Hook]\nBeggin', beggin' you\nPut your loving hand out, baby\nBeggin', beggin' you\nPut your loving hand out, darling\n[Verse 2: Shy Grey]\nSick of living in the dark so I'm begging for the light\nFeeling like I'm in a fight every single time a write\n'Cause I gotta make sure that they hear me right\nTold me that I couldn't do it so when I pick up the mic\nI gotta kill it with something so real that when they hear it\nThey can feel what's in my soul\nLyrical coke-head, yeah homie I gotta blow\nBut first, they gotta know who I is\nSo I'm begging for recognition on the mission just to do it big\n'Cause I ain't new to this I'm true to this\nThinking I'ma stand up and roll out, homie that's ludicrous\nNot here to play no games, I’m here to stay and make a change\nIn major ways, so I remain up in the studio for days and days\nSpittin' out these razor blades, don't wanna place no blame\nBut without you, I couldn't get to where I'm heading\nSo to everybody, I'm beggin' [Hook]\nBeggin', beggin' you\nPut your loving hand out, baby\nBeggin', beggin' you\nPut your loving hand out, darling\n[Verse 3: Logic]\nYeah, yeah, I said this is my path don't mess with me\nI didn't choose this life it was destiny\nGod tested me to find the best of me\nAnd I know I'm going to make it even without a degree\n'Cause the test scores don't mean shit to me\nAnd when you said that I would fail it didn't get to me\nNow I'm beggin', public masses, please\nI'm way too proud to get down on my knees\nBut I'm beggin', put me on the level\nFuck Illuminati, that's word to the devil\n'Cause I am not about that, I just wanna love\nI just wanna grow, I just wanna learn\nThe passion, it burns to write this music\nI'm so late that I just might lose it\nBut don't ever confuse it, it's all so worth it\nI just wanna help hip-hop, not hurt it\nAnd as for my style I don't know how to word it\nWhy do you even have to categorize me?\nFuck it let 'em hate, let 'em all despise me\nCause I'm gonna take this, flip it up and make this\nSomething that the whole world cannot imagine\nLet alone fathom I'm from another planet\nI swear I'm not manic, listen to me damn it\nMy future's in your hands and so I'm beggin' [Hook]\nBeggin', beggin' you\nPut your loving hand out baby\nBeggin', beggin' You\nPut your loving hand out, darling\nBeggin', beggin' you\nPut your loving hand out baby\nBeggin', beggin' you\nPut your loving hand out, darling" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I’m Counting on You with the following description: “I’m Counting On You” was recorded in January 11, 1956 and released in his debut album “Elvis Presley”, 1956. It was written by Don Roberton. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nAll the words that I let her know\nStill could not say\nHow much I need you so\nIn every way\n[Chorus]\nI go wrong, and you guide me\nAnd only you can do\nHold my hands down beside me\nI'm counting on you\n[Verse 2]\nI'm counting on you, dear\nFrom the dawn of each day\nTo always come through, dear\nIn your kind loving way\n[Chorus]\nIf you knew just how deeply\nI feel the things you do\nThen you'd know how completely\nI'm counting on you\n[Verse 2]\nI'm counting on you, dear\nFrom the dawn of each day\nTo always come through, dear\nIn your kind loving way [Chorus]\nIf you knew just how deeply\nI feel the things you do\nThen you'd know how completely\nI'm counting on you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Money Go with the following description: “Money Go” is Belly’s second collaboration with Travis Scott, after his track “White Girls” on Belly’s 2015 mixtape Up For Days.\nShortly after it premiered on Worldstar, a professional video was released on Belly’s Vevo channel, featuring a mafia-standoff between himself and Travis, filmed as though it was being reversed. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Belly & \nTravis Scott\n]\nAll these bitches come and go\nAll this money come and go\nI'm just tryna double up\nStack it up just to blow it\nWatch the money go\nWatch the money go\nWe been trappin' on the phone\nWe been whippn' on the stove\nShe make millions on the pole\nWhere that money go?\nWhere that money go?\nCan’t fuck with my team\nWe need like 100 money machine\nPay the price for these dreams\nWhere the money go?\nWhere the money go? (\nWhere the money go?\n)\nWhere the money go?\nWhere the money go? (\nWhere the money go?\n)\nYou can find out where the money\nWhen you find it, then you let me know\n[Verse 1: Belly]\nLost everything my mind included\nGot betrayed today they pray to Judas\nIn a daze, they say my days are numbered\nUnder fire but I remain the coolest\nWhere's the love, I hate to have to do this\nKing shit I think I’m back to rule it\nKill a king ya really feel the power\nHang the backstabber, kill the coward\nDopamine I’m raw as coca leaf\nOut of focus, they can’t hope to see\nBitches talk but I just don’t believe\nAdam told us there's no hope for eve\nGive a bitch the fuckin' moon and stars\nProbably say that all she need is space\nNow it's fuck her, I just feed the snakes\nThis the last supper Jesus ate [Chorus: Belly & \nTravis Scott\n]\nAll these bitches come and go\nAll this money come and go\nI'm just tryna double up\nStack it up just to blow it\nWatch the money go\nWatch the money go\nWe been trappin' on the phone\nWe been whippn' on the stove\nShe make millions on the pole\nWhere that money go?\nWhere that money go?\nCan’t fuck with my team\nWe need like 100 money machine\nPay the price for these dreams\nWhere the money go?\nWhere the money go? (\nWhere the money go?\n)\nWhere the money go?\nWhere the money go? (\nWhere the money go?\n)\nYou can find out where the money\nWhen you find it, then you let me know\n[Verse 2: Belly]\nSmoke my thoughts and drink my fears\nPray to god but I don’t think he hears\nWater muddy, but the crystal's clear\nCase I need to make it crystal clear\nHeart cold, but I don’t got no chill\nMe and Satan we don’t got no deal\nEverybody comin' for this dope\nI think I might know how Chapo feels\nThey condemn the child that lives within\nThen condemn the way we live as sin\nSay I’m haunted, sipping triple gin\nWhen I just wanna see my niggas win, DAMN\nI just wanna see my niggas win\nI just wanna see my niggas win [Chorus: Belly & \nTravis Scott\n]\nAll these bitches come and go\nAll this money come and go\nI'm just tryna double up\nStack it up just to blow it\nWatch the money go\nWatch the money go\nWe been trappin' on the phone\nWe been whippn' on the stove\nShe make millions on the pole\nWhere that money go?\nWhere that money go?\nCan’t fuck with my team\nWe need like 100 money machine\nPay the price for these dreams\nWhere the money go\nWhere the money go (where the money go?)\nWhere the money go?\nWhere the money go? (\nWhere the money go?\n)\nYou can find out where the money\nWhen you find it, then you let me know" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Food with the following description: Another classic Common entry, dealing with the struggles of living and raising a family in the Southside of Chicago\nThis version includes a bonus verse which can’t be found on Common’s 2005 album Be; that version was recorded on Chappelle’s Show Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Common]\nYeah! It's been a long time comin'\nYou know what they say Kanye\nSlow motion better than no motion\n[Chorus: Kanye West]\nI walked in the crib, got two kids\nAnd my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)\nSo I had to did, what I had to did\n'Cause I had to get (duh-ough! duh-ough! duh-ough!)\nI'm up all night, getting my money right\nUntil the blue and whites (po po! po po! po po!)\nNow the money comin' slow, but a least a nigga know\nSlow motion better than (no-oh! no-oh! no-oh!)\n[Verse 1: Common]\nYou love to hear the story, again and again\nAbout these young brothers, from the City of Wind\nLike juice and gin, in the city we blend\nAmongst the hustle, titties and skin, fifties and rims\nY'all know the Sprewells and trucks that's detailed\nHeartless females that wanna ride in 'em\nFelt the Southside venom in raw hides and denim\nPimp minds collide with 'em, a system that tries victims\nWe livin' in, my man in the fast lane pivotin'\nOn the block white is selling like Eminem\nOn the block it jump off like Kim and 'em\nOn the block it's hot, you can feel it, in your skin and then\nShorties get the game but no instructions to assemblin'\nEyes bright, it seems like the fight is dim in 'em\nCall my man Cuzo, like I'm kin to him\nHe tryin' to stay straight, the streets is bendin' him [Chorus: Kanye West]\nI walked in the crib, got two kids\nAnd my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)\nSo I had to did, what I had to did\n'Cause I had to get (duh-ough! duh-ough! duh-ough!)\nI'm up all night, getting my money right\nUntil the blue and whites (po po! po po! po po!)\nNow the money comin' slow, but a least a nigga know\nSlow motion better than (no-oh! no-oh! no-oh!)\n[Verse 2: Common]\nIt's all good in the hood, like rats in gyms\nThrowbacks and Timbs, blacks and rims\nWhether on ball courts or tires of all sorts\nWe never fall short, with us it's all Force like Air 1's\nSome waves, some air guns, the days of the fair one is over for\nCats is colder than four below, with self I go toe to toe\nWondering if it's for the art or for the dough\nThough I know to grow a nigga gotta learn to let go\nThough I know the dough I got to bring back to the ghetto\nArrows on tarot cards pointin' to the grind\nPo' livin' in more prisons, pointin' to my mind, shine the light up\nClench my fists tight, holdin' the right up\nFreedom fight in dark gear for the years to get brighter\nSituations, and jaws get tighter\nMy man trying to get his weight and height up, c'mon! [Chorus: Kanye West]\nI walked in the crib, got two kids\nAnd my baby mama late (uh oh! uh oh! uh oh!)\nSo I had to did, what I had to did\n'Cause I had to get (duh-ough! duh-ough! duh-ough!)\nI'm up all night, getting my money right\nUntil the blue and whites (po po! po po! po po!)\nNow the money comin' slow, but a least a nigga know\nSlow motion better than (no-oh! no-oh! no-oh!)\n[Bridge: Kanye West]\nI, I know I could make it right\nIf I could just swallow my pride\nBut I can't run away or put my gun away\nYou can't front on me\nI, no I can't let it ride\nNo, no, not tonight\nSee I can't run away or put my gun away\nYou can't front on me\n[Verse 3: Common]\nYeah, I break bread with thieves and pastors, OGs and masters\nEmcees and actors that seize and capture\nMoments like the camcorder\nYou ain't killin' it, yo that's manslaughter\nThough paper can't change a man's aura\nIt can feed a man's daughter\nI stand for the blue collar, on the side makin' a few dollars\nLike Sam Jack they maneuver through drama like [Bridge: Kanye West]\nI, I know I could make it right\nIf I could just swallow my pride\nBut I can't run away or put my gun away\nYou can't front on me\nI, no I can't let it ride\nNo, no, not tonight\nSee I can't run away or put my gun away\nYou can't front on me\nI, I know I could make it right\nIf I could just swallow my pride\nBut I can't run away or put my gun away\nYou can't front on me\nI, no I can't let it ride\nNo, no, not tonight\nSee I can't run away or put my gun away\nYou can't front on me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called If I’m Lyin, I’m Flyin with the following description: Announced hours before its release on Instagram, “If I’m Lyin, I’m Flyin” is Kodak’s first single as primary artist since his release from prison in August 2018.\nHe appeared on “Wake Up in the Sky” with Gucci Mane and Bruno Mars two weeks earlier. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nGlee\n[Verse]\nI can't let these niggas knock me off my pivot\nGod sat me down and talked to me, I listened\nI was in that cell, he told me that I’m gifted\nI don't make it in the booth, then I'ma make it in the kitchen\nI’m special with the mic, special with the whippin'\nI ran out of money, had to pay attention\nAll the people that was 'round me, they ain't have my best interest\nYou ain't have my best interest\nYou lazy with yo' loyalty and yo' position\nAnd now I gotta execute 'cause you don’t listen\nThat throwaway on me dumpin’ with precision\nI know shawty only on my trail 'cause she see a ticket\nI’m readin' between the lines and peepin' they intentions\nCan't have you niggas around me, shit gon’ go to missing\nI had to press that bump, I had to feel it\nYou know if it ever come down to it, a nigga with it\nAll these drugs got the whole world jiggy\nHoes comin' out they clothes and niggas trippin'\nWhy hit the top to go back to the bottom?\nAll these bitches fallin' for me like it's Autumn\nI'm tryna tell you, homie, you don't want none\nThey freed me so I'm right back to that mon-yun\nSomebody tell these niggas they don't want none\nKodak Black but I'm spreadin' blue hundons\nThey sent my nigga Cool on the fuckin' run\nWhen they let him out of prison, I'll be 31\nI knew I was a star when I was sellin' hard\nEverybody told me I would make it when I was on the block\nSee, before this rap shit, I was jackin' cars\nI couldn't get all my time 'cause I was doin' fraud\nMe and my nigga Lil' Marcus tearin' up the Wyatt\nIt hurt me to my heart, heard they gave him 25\nI'm from the Noya, all I know is slang that iron [Outro]\nJust like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'\nJust like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'\nJust like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Nightingale with the following description: This entire song is to Trenton Cole Stout, who was one of Demi’s best friends that hung himself. She considers him her guardian angel. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI can't sleep tonight\nWide awake and so confused\nEverything's in line, but I am bruised\nI need a voice to echo\nI need a light to take me home\nI kinda need a hero\nIs it you?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI never see the forest for the trees\nI could really use your melody\nBaby, I'm a little blind\nI think it's time for you to find me\n[Chorus]\nCan you be my nightingale?\nSing to me\nI know you're there\nYou could be my sanity\nBring me peace\nSing me to sleep\nSay you'll be my nightingale\n[Verse 2]\nSomebody speak to me, 'cause I'm feeling like hell\nNeed you to answer me\nI'm overwhelmed\nI need a voice to echo\nI need a light to take me home\nI need a star to follow\nI don't know [Pre-Chorus]\nI never see the forest for the trees\nI could really use your melody\nBaby, I'm a little blind\nI think it's time for you to find me\n[Chorus]\nCan you be my nightingale?\nSing to me\nI know you're there\nYou could be my sanity\nBring me peace\nSing me to sleep\nSay you'll be my nightingale\n[Bridge]\nI don't know what I'd do without you\nYour words are like a whisper, come through\nAs long as you are with me here tonight\nI'm good\n[Chorus]\nCan you be my nightingale?\nFeel so close\nI know you're there\nOh, nightingale\nYou sing to me\nI know you're there\n'Cause, baby, you're my sanity\nYou bring me peace\nSing me to sleep\nSay you'll be my nightingale" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rich Spirit with the following description: “Rich Spirit” depicts an irreverent Kendrick talking about his own qualities while trying to stand firm against the criticism against him.\nKendrick utilizes ethereal melodies and portrays a different side to Lamar’s customary approach while also debating mortality, loyalty, narcissism, and other themes.\nThe instrumental features backing vocals from Sam Dew, who is additionally listed as a feature on Disc 2’s “Savior,” which also features Kendricks' cousin Baby Keem. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]\nTakin' my baby to school, then I pray for her\n'Cause you bitches ain't never been cool\n, writin' testament\nPaintin' pictures, put me in the Louvre, that's a definite\nUniversal shift, I'm in a groove\nAnd celebrity do not mean integrity, you fool\nI'm a good man, shake your hand, firm grip rule\nSeventy-two wins, lost ten, ballin' with the flu\nMore than two M's for a show, but add another two\nHmm, lil' Man-Man, the big mans\nThe GT Dyno flippin' the kickstand, ooh\n[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & \nSam Dew\n]\nRich nigga, broke phone (\nAh\n)\nTryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (\nOoh\n)\nStop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (\nYeah\n)\nStop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (\nOoh\n)\nAyy, bitch, I'm attractive\n (\nAh\n)\nCan't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (\nOoh\n)\nBitch, I'm attractive\n (\nAh, ah, ah, ah\n)\nCan't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh\n[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]\nThe morality can wait, \nfeedback on low latency\n, I'm glitching from the face\nAs my thoughts grow sacredly, I'm runnin' out of space\nAsk Whitney, she okay, never mind a hundred K\nWhy you lyin' on Benjamin? He turnin' in his grave\nI'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't give this shit away\nThe aloof Buddha\n, \nI'm Christ with a shooter\nPraise to Muhammad, I might nigga noose ya\nAP, Michael Friedman, my friends cooler\nPrimary, so the resale value stupid\nI would never live my life on a computer\nIG'll get you life for a chikabooya\nMore power to ya\n, \nlove 'em from a distance\nWhy you always in the mirror more than the bitches?\nAnd my cousin tried to sue me like he got the privilege\nBut I didn't lose sleep 'cause I got the spirit\n, ayy (Ooh) [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & \nSam Dew\n]\nRich nigga, broke phone (\nAh\n)\nTryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (\nOoh\n)\nStop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (\nYeah\n)\nStop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (\nOoh\n)\nAyy, bitch, I'm attractive (\nAh\n)\nCan't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (\nOoh\n)\nBitch, I'm attractive (\nAh, ah, ah, ah\n)\nCan't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh\n[Interlude: Sam Dew]\nDun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum\nDun-duh-duh, duh, duh\nDun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun\n[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]\nFrat brother, real nigga, that brother\nWe just upped the score, give me dap, brother\nSpirit medium, I don't rap, brother\nWe headed there now, are you strapped brother?\nAyy, peacemaker, but I'm not naive, brother\nAyy, gotta watch your homies and police, brother\nAyy, \nclout chasing hell of a disease, brother\nI'm fasting four days out the week, brother\nI pray to God that you realize the entourage is dead\nI pray to God that you not lackin' when you off the meds\nI pray to God she know them Cabo trips don't last forever\nBet she argue with her momma, go and get them kids\nI pray to God you actually pray when somebody dies\nThoughts and prayers, way better off timelines\nFalse claimin' not cute, I'm mortified\nThe new Earth in hot pursuit\n, two-hundred lives [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & \nSam Dew\n]\nRich nigga, broke phone (\nAh\n)\nTryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (\nOoh\n)\nStop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (\nYeah\n)\nStop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (\nOoh\n)\nAyy, bitch, I'm attractive (\nAh\n)\nCan't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (\nOoh\n)\nBitch, I'm attractive (\nAh, ah, ah, ah\n)\nCan't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh\n[Outro: Sam Dew]\nDun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum\nDun-duh-duh, duh, duh\nDun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Black SpiderMan with the following description: “Black Spiderman” is Logic’s way of telling people to be themselves and be proud of it and also to respect other people’s opinions.\nHe wants everyone to know that race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation shouldn’t be able to separate us because we are all human.\nIn the liner notes for this song, Logic said:\nThis song is the celebration of unity and a world built upon division. People say things like I don’t see color, I just see people. To which I retour you should see color, you should see a black man, a white woman, a brown little girl or any other color of the rainbow.\n\n\n\nThis track features vocals from Damien Lemar Hudson.\nLogic officially released this song on April 14th, 2017 as the second single from his third studio album Everybody.\nThis song was first teased on December 1, 2016 via Logic’s twitter:\n\n\n\n\nHe also teased a part of it on his Instagram story:\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nJesus, Black Jesus\nJesus, Black Jesus\n[Chorus]\nI been feeling so down\nI think they should know now\nI think they should know what's up\nThat's that road I been down\nI know how it go down\nI know how it go now, what's up\nI feel like I don’t belong\nI feel like my life is wrong\nI feel like I don’t know what's up\nWhat's up, what's up\nYeah, yeah\nAyy\n[Verse]\nI ain’t here to pick and choose\nI ain't here to sing the blues\nI’m just here to spread the clues\nI’m just here to spread the news\nEverybody know I do\nListen\nI ain’t ashamed to be white\nI ain’t ashamed to be Black\nI ain’t ashamed of my beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact\nI know you fucking with that\nAnd I’m not scared of the people who tell me I should be\nDo what you love and don’t ever wonder what it could be\nEverybody from my hood, everybody know I’m good\nSometimes I’m misunderstood\nBut that's just the uneducated that never related and feel like I'm fading off\nThey feel like I'm fading\nI'm right out my mind\nTell 'em!\nMomma don't love me\nDaddy don't love me\nWonder why I drown in the bubbly\nYou could be anything you wanna be\n'Cept the person you don’t wanna be\nLet him hate let em love\nWondering if everybody still like this up above\nWhen that push come to shove\nMake me wanna pull up with the, with the gat in the glove like\nI just wanna be free\nNot a slave to the stereotype\nAll alone in my room in the middle of the night\nI don’t have the words but my stereo might\nI don't wanna be black, I don’t wanna be white, I just wanna be a man today\nI don't wanna be a Christian, Muslim, gay, straight, or bi, see you later, bye\nNot perceived by the things I believe or the color of my skin\nOr the fact I’m attracted to her, maybe him\nOr the fact I’m a single mother living all alone\nLooking for a man and a home to call my own\nBut I already have one\nThe only man I’ma ever need is my son, my son, my son, my son\nSon, say:\nBlack is beautiful\nBe black and proud\nFuck everybody hatin' on me right now, I’m black and proud\nI’m just as white as that Mona Lisa\nI’m just as black as my cousin Keisha\nI’m biracial so bye Felicia\nPraise Black Jesus now call the preacher\nMaybe Jesus was black\nMaybe Jesus had dreads\nSpiderman should be black\nI vote for Glover instead\nGlover instead\nLike what's up\nI vote for more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more\nI vote for so much more [Chorus]\nI been feeling so down\nI think they should know now\nI think they should know what's up\nThat's that road I been down\nI know how it go down\nI know how it go now, what's up\nI feel like I don’t belong\nI feel like my life is wrong\nI feel like I don’t know what's up\nWhat's up, what's up\n[Bridge: Logic & Damian]\nGo on and let your soul glow\nLet your soul glow\nGlow\nShine and glow\nLet it glow\nGlow\nLet, let it\nBlack Spiderman can he save a brother now\nBlack Spiderman can he save a brother now\nYeah\nLet your soul glow\nLet your soul glow\nGlow\nYeah [Skit: Logic & \nSir Dylan\n]\nAyy man\nWhat's up, bro?\nSpiderman should be Black\nYeah, I mean Spiderman should be Black\nFuck yeah\nYeah man\nBlack Spiderman\nBlack Superman\nBlack Santa Claus\nShit, Black Seinfeld\nBlack Seinfeld?\nNigga, that's Martin!\nDamn, you're right...\nShit, I'm fuckin' high" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Don’t Slack with the following description: The second single from the Trolls World Tour soundtrack, “Don’t Slack” is a mix of funk and pop from Justin Timberlake and Anderson .Paak, who play Branch and Prince D in the film. In the sequel, Branch and Poppy work to unite the many clans of Trolls, each of which represent a different genre of music. Prince D is a member of the Funk Troll clan, his parents in the film are voiced by George Clinton and Mary J. Blige, which positions .Paak as their heir. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Justin Timberlake & \nAnderson .Paak\n]\nMmm (\nUh\n, ooh)\n[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nNot anyone can move you this way (\nNo way\n)\nFinally got you loose from the cage (\nOkay\n)\nI ain't tryna schmooze you with flowers, baby (\nDon't play no games\n)\nI'd rather make a power play (\nI don't play no games\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nOoh, imagine all the lives that we can change (Woo)\nYou don't even know the power you got in them legs (Woo)\nPick up your face and be proud for once (Proud for once)\nTake off your cool, but keep stylin' on 'em (Keep stylin' on em)\n[Chorus: Anderson .Paak & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nOkay, now, don't slack (\nDon't slack\n)\nI need all my racks (\nAll my racks\n)\nNo, we don't hold back (\nDon't hold back\n)\nAct like you know that (\nAct like you know that\n)\nGo tell your old man (\nAct like you know that\n)\nGo get your whole fam (\nAct like you know that\n)\nI'm fly like the ghost man (\nAct like you know that\n)\nTaking all I can\n[Post-Chorus: Justin Timberlake & Anderson .Paak]\nI just came to feel all that is made for me\nI was made to be the change we really, really need [Verse 2: Anderson .Paak & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nI'm up before the rooster, you dig? (\nOoh, you dig?\n)\nI had to jump the moon to get big (\nOoh, to get big\n)\nHow many stone grooves will it take (\nOkay\n)\nFor you to skip on my funk lake? (\nOh, oh, okay\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nOoh, imagine all the lives that we can save (Woo)\nYou don't even know the power you got in them legs (Woo)\nPick up your face and be proud for once (Proud for once)\nGo quit your gig and get down with us (Keep stylin' on em)\n[Chorus: Anderson .Paak & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nOkay, now, don't slack (\nDon't slack\n)\nI need all my racks (\nAll my racks\n)\nNo, we don't hold back (\nDon't hold back\n)\nAct like you know that (\nAct like you know that\n)\nGo tell your old man (\nAct like you know that\n)\nGo get your whole fam (\nAct like you know that\n)\nI'm fly like the ghost man (\nAct like you know that\n)\nTaking all I can\n[Post-Chorus: Justin Timberlake & Anderson .Paak]\nI just came to feel all that is made for me\nI was made to be the change we really, really need [Verse 3: Anderson .Paak & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nYeah, now I fill up the whole tank (Whole tank, \nayy\n)\nAnd I drive in the cold rain (Cold rain, \nayy\n)\nAnd I run like a nosebleed (Nosebleed, \nayy\n), uh\nAnd can't nobody hold me, hold me, hold me\nHold me, hold me, hold me, hold me\n[Chorus: Anderson .Paak & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nOkay, now, don't slack (\nDon't slack\n)\nI need all my racks (\nAll my racks\n)\nNo, we don't hold back (\nDon't hold back\n)\nAct like you know that (\nAct like you know that\n)\nGo tell your old man (\nAct like you know that\n)\nGo get your whole fam (\nAct like you know that\n)\nI'm fly like the ghost man (\nAct like you know that\n)\nTaking all I can\n[Bridge: Anderson .Paak & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nI feel different now, you know (\nC'mon\n)\nI was made to love (\nI was made to love, say\n)\nI just came to get to the love that was made for me\n(\nI just came to get to the love that was made for me\n)\nI was made to be the change that we really need\n(\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, say it\n)\n[Outro: Justin Timberlake \nwith Anderson .Paak\n]\nI just came to feel all that is made for me\nI was made to be the change we really, really need (I was made to be changed, yeah)\nI just came to feel all that is made for me\n (I was made to be changed, yeah, c'mon)\nI was made to be the change we really, really need" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Every Day Is A Holiday with the following description: The song was written for H&M’s Christmas Campaign – Happy & Merry.\nIn the song, Perry explains how the presence of her man makes her happy every day.\nThe lyrical content of the song is very repetitive and the steady beat alongside a joyful choir might remind someone of “Walking On Air” mixed with “Birthday.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nMy fire through cold nights\nThe brightest of all lights\nYou are my home\nWherever we go\nOh whoa oh\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWe don't need a thing under the tree\nYou're giving me all I need, yeah\n[Chorus]\nEvery day is a holiday (Holiday)\nWhen you're the reason to celebrate (Ooh-ooh-ooh)\nEvery day is a holiday (Ooh-ooh)\nWhen you're the reason, oh\nEvery day is a holiday\nWhen you're the reason to celebrate (You're the reason)\nEvery day is a holiday (Oh whoa)\nWhen you're the reason, you are the reason\n[Verse 2]\nAnd my heart can't stop singing\nYou can't fight this feeling\nUnspeakable joy\nRinging through my soul\nOh whoa oh [Pre-Chorus]\nWe don't need a thing under the tree\nYou're giving me all I need\n[Chorus]\nEvery day is a holiday (Holiday)\nWhen you're the reason to celebrate (Ooh-ooh-ooh)\nEvery day is a holiday (Ooh-ooh)\nWhen you're the reason\nEvery day is a holiday (Every day is a holiday)\nWhen you're the reason to celebrate (You are the reason)\nEvery day is a holiday (Oh whoa)\nWhen you're the reason, you are the reason\n[Bridge]\nWe don't need a thing, oh, under the tree\n'Cause you give me all I need, hey\n[Chorus]\nEvery day is a holiday (Every day, now)\nWhen you're the reason to celebrate (You're the reason, baby)\nEvery day is a holiday (Oh)\nWhen you're the reason, when you're the reason (Woo!)\nEvery day is a holiday (Every day, yeah)\nWhen you're the reason to celebrate (Yeah, baby)\nEvery day is a holiday\nWhen you're the reason" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Dolphins with the following description: Previously unreleased for over a decade, “Dolphins” lasted as one of a few unreleased songs known to exist in good audio quality until it was officially brought to streaming services and appended as the final song to their It’s Time EP on October 15th, 2021.\nThe song is played and credited at the end of their documentary on Audio Files, though the song was sonically a bit different than what was released nearly a decade later.\nJust over a decade later during a live Q&A for #FreeTheFox, a fan asked about the song, confirming that the song was a complete demo and playing a new portion of it live. This likely prompted the band to include the song on the re-release of It’s Time. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nThere's dolphins over my head\nSwimmin' through my conscience\nMy working days are over\nHeading out to make my way\nWhen darkness is around us\nWe'll dive into the cavern\nOur working days are over\nHeading out to make my way\n[Chorus]\nIt's time for us to go to sleep\nThese bonds will never let us meet\nThis open air is choking me to death\nI fill my lungs with you\n[Verse 2]\nMy faith is adolescent\nI've learned myself a lesson\nIf I hold myself higher\nI think it'd get much higher\n[Chorus]\nIt's time for us to go to sleep\nThese bonds will never let us meet\nThis open air is choking me to death\nI fill my lungs with you [Bridge]\nI fill my lungs with you, ooh-ooh\nI fill my lungs with you, ooh-ooh-oh\nI fill my lungs with you\n[Chorus]\nIt's time for us to go to sleep\nThese bonds will never let us meet\nThis open air is choking me to death\nI fill my lungs—\nIt's time for us to go to sleep\nThese bonds will never let us meet\n[Outro]\nThis open air is choking me to death\nI fill my lungs with you\nWith you, you, you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Session One (Freestyle) with the following description: This bonus track off of Recovery is an aggressive posse cut featuring Eminem alongside once-underground supergroup Slaughterhouse (excluding Joe Budden). Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Eminem]\nLadies and gentlemen, make some noise!\nAw, shit! Yeah\nYou ready to get this shit started or what? A'ight\nWell, I brought some friends with me too\n[Verse 1: Eminem]\nNow I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin', “I'm back”\nI could relax, \nbut I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\nCouple Xanax, light a couple wax candles, then black-\n-out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac\nBurp bubbles, attitude's immaturin', double\nShot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'—woah-ho\nI can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'—uh-oh!\nYou can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble!\nWhat's occurrin' before, after, and durin' the show\nHas no bearin' on the bad news I'm bearin', woah\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the do'\nSo, suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishing a ho\nIt's pandemo-nium, standing o when you see him, oh\nDamn, baby, you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get our polly on, you and me, both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow, homie, \nwho's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be\nSpittin' the same flames as me? \nI'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash, like I stepped on the gas\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed, came back an hour after the accident\nAnd bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half!\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what the fuck's more amazin' than that\nSlut? Answer me that! Royce, where you at? [Verse 2: Royce da 5’9”]\nI'm right here, Fire Marshall,\n verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you\nLump on your head designed by a barstool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy, I'll fire Marshall\nThe 9 tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69ing\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga!\nFuck your couch, nigga!\nYou screamin', “Fuck the world!” with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch know, I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, \nso you can call me Nicole to O. J. to Glove\nI got a posse of insane clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear and ask you how your brain sounds\nBad, Evil,\n \nwe go Alfred E. Neumann\nMad cerebral,\n \nyou on your last burrito!\n(What that mean, Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat, then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night! Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\n[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, \nBuzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers\n, quite scary to look at, a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I'll write fear in the heart of you tight squares\nI harbor the art of you nice wear\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer\nHomie, chill, listen, I swear\nI'm god, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be? \nJust waiting to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well,\n when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint (No exception), so just point (A direction)\nAnd record the pig's oink (When I rip his intestines)\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection, what I exhibit (What?)\nSeems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it\nOh, I shid-dit, I did it again, when I lid-dift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm,\n this time it's alongside Ede-minem\nSo, tell a friend to tell a friend write a disgusting hook\nJump in shark water and swim! \nYo, where the fuck is Crook? [Verse 4: Crooked I]\nI'm right here, lettin' the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it “Maserati drop”, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth innin'\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh, when you fall, the shit'll be funny\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla—they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala,\n \nI bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBi-linguist don, I kill with the tongue, \nI'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan,\n I'm a genius spawn\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu,\n are South flying\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's \"Jumpoff\" Joe Beezy?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 2 Dollar Bill with the following description: 2 Chainz enlists Lil Wayne and E-40 for this fittingly West-Coast flavoured banger produced by DJ Mustard. The tracks finds them delivering boastful raps as they compare their rarity to that of a two dollar bill. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: 2 Chainz & \nYG\n]\nYeah, I know that I'm winnin'\nI'm winnin', I'm winnin', I'm winnin' (Wow)\nYeah, yeah, uh, I know that I'm winnin', I'm winnin' (Dos)\nI'm winnin', I'm winnin', yeah\n(\nMustard on the beat, ho\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: 2 Chainz]\nYeah, I'm rare, I'm rare\nI'm rare (This shit hard), I'm rare\nI'm rare, I'm rare\nI'm rare, I'm rare\n[Chorus: 2 Chainz]\nLike a two-dollar bill\nLike a two-dollar bill\nLike a two-dollar bill\nLike a two-dollar bill\nI'm rare, I'm rare\nI'm rare, I'm rare\nI'm rare (Rare), I'm rare (Rare)\nI'm rare (Yeah), I'm rare (Uh)\n[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]\nSpit cold shit, need Mucinex\nDiamond chain 'round my neck with the crucifix\nGot a family now so I gotta pipe down\n'Fore a young ho fuck up my timeline\nI wear my shades at night like Corey Hart\nStopped trappin' and the plug say I broke his heart\nOn a seafood diet, I don't fuck with pork\nForeign my safe drive, I got a lot of torque\nTrap check, check, one two\nShe wanna split, dip, fondue\nShinin', I'm in the sunroom\nLife a bitch so you better use a condom\nI'm rare like a nigga that's loyal\nI'm rare like a girl with me that ain't spoiled\nI'm rare like Mr. Clean with hair\nYeah, I'm rare, uh [Chorus: 2 Chainz & \nLil Wayne\n]\nLike a two-dollar bill\nLike a two-dollar bill\nLike a two-dollar bill\nLike a two-dollar bill\nI'm rare, I'm rare\nI'm rare (Rare), I'm rare (\nYeah\n)\nI'm rare (\nYeah\n), I'm rare (\nYeah\n)\nI'm rare (\nYeah, yeah\n), I'm rare (Uh)\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nI'm rare, I promise, I swear\nI'm high, mid-air, don't vomit up here\nLike the 13th floor, fuck it, I'ma take the stairs\nLike what 2 Chainz wears, shit's from Rio de Janeiro\nI'm rare, like a commercial with Future and Cher\nLike a cop that's fair, like a triple-double dare\nI'm rare\n, really rare, you scared, you really scared\nI'm where? I'm here and there, you stare, you disappear\nOh, yeah, that's really real, that flare, them semis tear\nThat trigger softer than hair, silencer's hearing-impaired\nThat's rare, shoot up a fair, that's rare, my goons don't care\nThey bears, might get the chair, who cares? They say their prayers\nOh yeah, the claps drop, I'm rare as Sasquatch\nGet spared, trap house, codeine, mascot\nI chill where it's hot, Brazil, backdrop, I'm real\nHer ass not, I'm rare, Tunechi [Chorus: 2 Chainz & \nLil Wayne\n]\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nMula\n)\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nThat's Mula\n)\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nThat's rare\n)\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nThat's rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), I'm rare (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), I'm rare (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), I'm rare (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), I'm rare (\nI'm rare\n)\n[Verse 3: E-40]\nRare like real niggas, rare like 12 figures\nRare like wagu steak\n, rare like 88 Polaroid pictures\nMy bite is stronger than my bark, this shit like dog park\nTreat a Bugatti just like a fuckin' go-kart (kart)\n'Bout my business and my soil is my witness\nOnly fuck with real niggas, them fake niggas, I have to diss 'em\nFuck with 'em from a distance, I'm a tycoon\nHella sharks in this business, stay with a harpoon\nI got game like Donald Goines\nStart-up companies, cryptocurrency coins\nLike a bicentennial quarter, I'm hella rare (Hella rare)\nI've been hustlin' since I was in daycare (Daycare)\nNow I'm a mothafuckin' millionaire (Millionaire)\nMoney longer than Diana Ross hair (Ross hair)\nI'm rare like white running backs, these squares a box of Apple Jacks\nI'm an innovator, a trend-setter, far from a copycat\nI don't rap like none of you niggas, I'm one-of-one (One-of-one)\nThe baddest bitch in the world could suck my dick and I bet I won't cum, bitch [Chorus: 2 Chainz & \nE-40\n]\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nI'm rare, I'm rare\n)\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nI'm rare, I'm rare\n)\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nI'm rare, I'm rare\n)\nLike a two-dollar bill (\nBitch\n)\nI'm rare, I'm rare\nI'm rare (\nRare\n), I'm rare (\nRare\n)\nI'm rare (\nRare\n), I'm rare (\nRare\n)\nI'm rare (Yeah), I'm rare (\nUh\n)\n[Outro: 2 Chainz, \nLil Wayne\n & \nE-40\n]\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), \nI'm rare\n (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), \nI'm rare\n (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), \nI'm rare\n (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), \nI'm rare\n (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), \nI'm rare\n (\nI'm rare\n)\nI'm rare (\nI'm rare\n), \nI'm rare\n (\nI'm rare\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rider with the following description: On the 8th track of Trials & Tribulations, Ace Hood links up with Chris Brown to make a song to their significant other on how she is a rider. This simply means to stick by someones' side no matter what, and must be there in ones difficulties and success. They both make great mention on how loyal their rider is. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Ace Hood, \nChris Brown\n]\nYeah\nIf I call my baby\nAce Hood\nShe pick up the phone every time\nThat's right\nAt the drop of a dime, yeah\nThat rider\nGirl\n (Woo!)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nYour girl don't need any kind of lover, be the right kind of lover\nBe the kind of girl make me want to turn you to a mother (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\nAnd I promise, promise, baby, that we always and forever\nYeah, we'll always be together\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider (Yeah)\nYour ambitions of a rider (Yeah)\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\nYour ambitions of a rider\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\n[Verse 1: Ace Hood, \nChris Brown\n, \nAce Hood & Chris Brown\n]\nUh, would you ride for me? Would you die for me?\nHad no money, would you still love me? (\nYeah\n)\nIf I got jammed up and did a little time\nWould you still be the woman who gon' hold it down? (\nYeah\n)\nThrough the hard times and them cloudy days\nWould you stand strong? Would you run away?\nAll the bullshit and all the heartache\nShe still ridin' with a nigga since the first day\nHer ambitions of a rider\nShe would be around if I never had a dollar\nShe would be my nurse if I ever need a doctor\nBonnie and Clyde, she never side with the coppers\nNever break code, forever be\n loyal\nNever break ties 'til we buried in the \nsoil\nIf it ever go down, she tryna go too\nDown for whatever \nbullshit I'm goin' through\nAnd I gotta hold on\n, knowin' she my backbone\nNothin' like that feelin' when I'm in her so long\nPassion and that lovin' that's between us so strong\nGrippin' on that ass, she just tell me, \"Hold on\"\nAnd she can be the wife\n, maybe \none day\nHave a few kids, gon' and travel out the \nstate\nShe gon' ride or die for a nigga 'til the \ngrave\n (\nYeah\n)\nAnd I hope it never change [Chorus: Chris Brown]\nYour girl don't need any kind of lover, be the right kind of lover\nBe the kind of girl make me want to turn you to a mother (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\nAnd I promise, promise, baby, that we always and forever\nYeah, we'll always be together (Yeah)\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider (Yeah)\nYour ambitions of a rider (Rider, yeah)\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\nYour ambitions of a rider\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\n[Verse 2: Ace Hood, \nChris Brown\n, \nAce Hood & Chris Brown\n]\nUh, need a down bitch for a real nigga\nNever lied to her, keep it real with her (\nYeah\n)\nGot her own money 'cause she a go-getter\nAnd she allergic to them broke and them ho niggas\n (\nYeah\n)\nRule number one is that it ain't none\nProbably make shawty my wife when the day come\nNothin' like a pretty lady who can roll up\nThem other hoes, yeah, they mad, \nso what?\nMe and you for life, \nteam us\nBig face Rollies, you can get the \nsame one\nI'm in that Mulsanne, you in that coupe, what?\nAin't that many people 'round \nthat I do trust\nYou the last of a dyin' breed\nRide for me, baby, everything' guaranteed\nAnythin' you ever wanted or ever need\nTurn life out of any dream\nI mean that, keep it one hunnid\nWhen I need that, she gon' come runnin'\nWhen I fiend for it, \ngive that ass to me\nNever tell her no, she get the last from me\nIf I get jammed, gotta go to court\nShe be right there, need I say more? (Say more)\n(\nLove\n) Love [Chorus: Chris Brown]\nYour girl don't need any kind of lover (Yeah), be the right kind of lover\nBe the kind of girl make me want to turn you to a mother (Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\nAnd I promise, promise, baby, that we always and forever\nYeah, we'll always be together\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider (Yeah)\nYour ambitions of a rider (Rider, yeah)\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\nYour ambitions of a rider (Your, your, your, your, your)\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\n[Outro: Chris Brown]\nShow me, show me\nBaby, show me your ambitions of a rider\nOh, yeah, please show me\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\nYour ambitions of a rider\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider\nYour ambitions of a rider\nIf you show me your ambitions of a rider" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Unforgettable with the following description: Drake is a distinct artist in that he both raps and sings, and this song is his cleverly-worded tribute to the R&B genre, with emphasis on how great songs are continuously remade and never die, and hence, are “unforgettable.”\nNote the following nods to the “greatest” r&b artists that came before him:\nThe title of the song, “Unforgettable” is the same title of the late Nat King Cole’s greatest hit, which was later remade by his daughter, Natalie Cole.\nIn addition, sampled as the background vocals on this track is the late R&B songstress Aaliyah’s 1994 rendition of The Isley Brother’s 1976 (At Your Best) You Are Love.\nOther less-apparent allusions include:\n“do I ever cross your mind” — the most memorable line of Brian McKnight’s “Anytime”;\n“Chili\" — shout out to the member of girl group TLC.\nWhile on the surface the song may about a break-up/rise to fame (standard rap fare these days), on a deeper level Drake is expressing his aspirations to live forever as an artist — to be one of the “greatest” — akin to how certain legendary songs will never lack/lose an audience. E.g., he’s “looking looking forward to the memories of right now” (i.e. he hopes his songs will be remade in the future, and what is now will become “memories”); “never forgetting from where [he] came” (i.e. paying tribute to the past, the original art) “And no matter where [he’s] headed [he] promise[s] to stay the same” (i.e. even if the form is changed by genre/artist/etc, his art will always retain the same spirit). Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Aaliyah]\nLet me know, let me know\nAhhh, let me know\nLet me know, let me know\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nUhh, yeah\nThis is really one of my dumbest flows ever, \nI haven’t slept in days\nAnd me and my latest girl agreed to go our separate ways\nSo I’m single\n, thinkin' 'bout what we had and missin' you\nBut I ain't Santa, I got somethin' for these bad bitches too\nI mean paparazzi on me, tryin' not to get caught out\nThey always seem to catch me with the woman that I brought out\nBaby don’t hold on too long 'cause that’s how them stories start out\nAnd all the girls that played me eat your muthafuckin' heart out\nIt's Drizzy, always gone but never hard to find\nAnd since you can’t escape me, do I ever cross your mind?\nBecause all this shit is new to me, I’m learnin' to behave\nAnd still spendin' every dollar they encourage me to save\nBut I’m good, I know that niggas would kill for this lifestyle\nI’m lookin' forward to the memories of right now\nNever forgettin' from where I came\nAnd no matter where I’m headed, I promise to stay the same\nI'm just\n[Chorus: Jeezy | \nDrake\n]\nI’m just ridin' 'round the city with my hood on and my windows down\nAsk your girl, I’m the realest nigga she been around\nWhen I pull up in something new and park it by the haters\nAnd when you get to talkin' 'bout the greatest\nI just really hope that \n(I just really hope that you'll \nthink of me)\nI just really hope that \n(You'll think of me)\nI just really hope that \n(You'll think of me)\nI'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang\n('Cause I'm tryna be unforgettable) [Verse 2: Jeezy]\nThis just might be my realest flow ever\nWhen I say \"for life,” y'all say \"forever\"\nIt's hard but it's fair, I told that girl life hurts\nThe closest you gon' get to this is a Pac t-shirt\nThe name's Young baby, you know I live that thug life\nThe good die young so I’ma need a thug wife\nYeah, I’m talkin' his and her firearms\nKnow our jewelry probably louder than a car alarm\nYeah, I remember I used to have to sneak the car\nNow my insides looking like a Snickers bar\nYeah, I’m talking caramel leathers\nDamn right, so fly I need feathers\nSame shit in them streets, so what's the dilly?\nYoung done everything in the A but fuck Chilli\nSo welcome to my life: no two days the same\nLike for y'all to meet the love of my life, her name's the game\n[Chorus: Jeezy | \nDrake\n]\nI’m just ridin' 'round the city with my hood on and my windows down\nAsk your girl, I’m the realest nigga she been around\nWhen I pull up in something new and park it by the haters\nAnd when you get to talkin' 'bout the greatest\nI just really hope that \n(I just really hope that you'll think of me)\nI just really hope that \n(You'll think of me)\nI just really hope that \n(You'll think of me)\nI'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang, I'm doing my thang\n('Cause I'm tryna be unforgettable) [Outro: Jeezy | \nAaliyah\n]\nGot my top dropped on this beautiful night\nIt's a beautiful night to live my beautiful life\nPain hurts like a cut from a beautiful knife\nJust know she right here on my hip, my beautiful wife\nYeah, Drizzy we got 'em lil' bruh, unforgettable\nYou’ll never forget this, ya understand me?\nTimeless homie, unforgettable\nLet me know, let me know" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Siiiiiiiiilver Surffffeeeeer Intermission with the following description: “Siiiiiiiiilver Surffffeeeeer Intermission” is a phone conversation between rappers Max B and French Montana from back when Kanye’s seventh album was titled WAVES.\nAfter Kanye changed the name of the album from SWISH to WAVES on January 26th, rapper Wiz Khalifa was concerned that Kanye was “taking the wave” from rapper Max B, which sparked a whole Twitter feud.\nHowever, Max B called Power 105’s The Breakfast Club from prison and said that he appreciated Kanye renaming his album to WAVES:\nI never met him, but I feel he got it from the atmosphere and the atmosphere got it from me, but it’s all good. That’s what art is about. We take things from each other as artists in the creative process and things of that nature. It’s all good. He ain’t drop a diss record. He just called his album Waves and everybody know I’m the Wavy Daddy so it’s all good. I appreciate it. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Spoken Word: Max B & \nFrench Montana\n]\nYeezy, Yeezy, what's good?\nIt's your boy Max B, what's going on?\nJust checking in on you\nAppreciate the love and support\nThe wave is here\nYou a wavey dude anyway, so you already know\nAin't no problem, man, the game...\nYou already know how this game thing goes\nDo your wave, nigga\nYou got the official wave, man\nJust, just doing you...\nDoing you, doing your wave\nAnd keep it loopy, I know you're going to keep it loopy man\nShoutout, just shout you out\nHollering at you, man, it's all love\nI appreciate the... the energy\nAnd we here, hit the town, we do something big\nWe gon' make a big tsunami up in this joint\nYou already know what it is, ahh\nSilver Surfer, Silver Surfer in the flesh\nSilver Surfer in the flesh\nMax Biggaveli shout to Yeezy\nWhat's good, I see you\nIt's love, appreciate it\nIt's honor, appreciate it\nOww, wavey, baby, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Perfume with the following description: Britney tones it down from “Work Bitch” to get a little real with her feelings of insecurity in relationships – while simultaneously promoting her new fragrance. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nDo I imagine it, or do I see your stare?\nIs there still longing there?\nOh, I hate myself and I feel crazy\nSuch a classic tale\nCurrent girlfriend, ex girlfriend\nI'm trying to be cool\nI'm being paranoid, am I seeing things?\nAm I just insecure?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI want to believe\nIt's just you and me\nSometimes it feels like there's three\nOf us in here, baby\n[Chorus]\nSo, I wait for you to call\nAnd I try to act natural\nHave you been thinking 'bout her or about me?\nAnd while I wait, I put on my perfume\nYeah, I want it all over you\nI gotta mark my territory\n[Post-Chorus]\nI'll never tell, tell on myself\nBut I hope she smells my perfume\nI'll never tell, tell on myself\nBut I hope she smells my perfume\nI'll hide it well, hope you can't tell\nBut I hope she smells my perfume\nI'll hide it well, hope you can't tell\nBut I hope she smells my perfume [Verse 2]\nI wanna fill the room, when she's in it with you\nPlease, don't forget me\nDo I imagine it, or catch these moments?\nI know you got history\nBut I'm your girlfriend, now, I'm your girlfriend trying to be cool\nI hope I'm paranoid, that I'm just seeing things\nThat I'm just insecure\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI want to believe\nIt's just you and me\nSometimes it feels like there's three\nOf us in here, baby\n[Chorus]\nSo, I wait for you to call\nAnd I try to act natural\nHave you been thinking 'bout her or about me?\nAnd while I wait, I put on my perfume\nYeah, I want it all over you\nI gotta mark my territory\nSo I, I wait for you to call\nAnd I try to act natural\nHave you been thinking 'bout her or about me?\nAnd while I wait, I put on my perfume\nYeah, I want it all over you\nI gotta mark my territory [Post-Chorus]\nI'll never tell, tell on myself\nBut I hope she smells my perfume\nI'll never tell, tell on myself\nBut I hope she smells my perfume\nI'll hide it well, hope you can't tell\nBut I hope she smells my perfume\nI'll hide it well, hope you can't tell\nBut I hope she smells my perfume" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Good Life with the following description: Over a key sample from Michael Jackson’s “P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)”, Ye contemplates the finer things in life while telling his haters to continue hating as he watches them, while laughing from his new car, yacht, and private jet. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by DJ Toomp, Kanye West, and Mike Dean]\n[Chorus: Kanye West, \nT-Pain\n & \nBoth\n]\nLike we always do at this time\nI go for mine, I got to shine\n(\nNow throw yo' hands up in the sky\n)\nI g-go for mine, I got to shine\n(\nNow throw yo' hands up in the sky\n)\nI'ma get on this TV, mama, I'ma\nI'ma put shit down\nAyy, \nayy\n, ayy, \nayy\nAyy, \nayy\n, ayy, \nI'm good\n[Verse 1: Kanye West & \nT-Pain\n]\nWelcome to the good life, where niggas that sell D\nWon't even get pulled over in they new V\nThe good life, let's go on a livin' spree\nShit, they say the best things in life are free\nThe good life, it feel like Atlanta\nIt feel like L.A., it feel like Miami\nIt feel like NY, summertime Chi', ah\n(\nNow throw yo' hands up in the sky\n)\nSo I roll through good\nY'all pop the trunk, I pop the hood, Ferrari\nAnd she got the goods\nAnd she got that ass, I got to look, sorry\nYo, it's got to be 'cause I'm seasoned\nHaters give me them salty looks, Lawry's\n50 told me\n, \n\"Go 'head, switch the style up\nAnd if they hate then let 'em hate and watch the money pile up\"\nThe good life [Chorus: Kanye West & \nT-Pain\n]\nNow I, I go for mine, I got to shine\n(\nNow throw yo' hands up in the sky\n)\nNow I, I go for mine, I got to shine\n(\nNow throw yo' hands up in the sky\n) Ayy\nI'ma get on this TV, mama, I'ma\nI'ma put shit down\nAyy, \nayy\n, ayy, \nayy\nAyy, \nayy\n, ayy, \nI'm good\n[Verse 2: Kanye West & \nT-Pain\n]\nWelcome to the good life\nWhere we like the girls who ain't on TV\n'Cause they got mo' \nass than the models\nThe good life, so keep it comin' with the bottles\n'Cause she feel booze like she bombed at Apollo\nThe good life, it feel like Houston\nIt feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.​\nIt feel like VA or the Bay or Yay\nAyy, this is the good life\n(\nWelcome to the good life\n)\nHomie, tell me what's good\nWhy I only got a problem when you in the hood\n(\nWelcome to the good life\n)\nLike I'm new in the hood\nThe only thing I wish, \nI wish a nigga would\n(\nWelcome to the good life\n)\nHe probably think he could\nBut, but, I don't think he should\n(\nOh, welcome to the good li-li-li-life, oh\n)\n50 told me, \"Go 'head, switch the style up\nAnd if they hate then let 'em hate and watch the money pile up\"\nThe good life [Chorus: Kanye West & \nT-Pain\n]\nNow I, I go for mine (Yeah), I got to shine\n(\nNow throw yo' hands up in the sky\n)\nNow I, I go for mine, I got to shine\n(\nNow throw yo' hands up in the sky\n) Ayy\nI'ma get on the TV, mama, I'ma\nI'ma put shit down\nAyy, \nayy\n, ayy, \nayy\nAyy, \nayy\n, ayy, \nI'm good\n[Verse 3: Kanye West & \nT-Pain\n]\nYeah, yeah\nHave you ever popped champagne on a plane, while gettin' some brain?\nWhipped it out, she said, \"I never seen \nSnakes on a Plane\n\"\nWhether you broke or rich, you gotta get this\nHavin' money's not everythin', not havin' it is\nI was splurgin' on trips\nBut when I get my card back activated, I'm back to Vegas\n(\nWelcome to the good life\n)\n'Cause I always had a passion for flashin'\nBefore I had it, I closed my eyes and imagined the good life\n[Outro: T-Pain]\nAyy, it's the good life, better than the life I lived\nWhen I thought that I was gonna go crazy\nAnd now my grandmama\nAin't the only girl callin' me baby\nIf you feelin' me now, then put yo' hands up in the sky\nAnd let me hear you say, \"Hey, hey\" (Hey, hey, hey)\n(Ooh) I'm good!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Work from Home with the following description: The infectious lead single from 5H’s 7/27, “Work From Home” is a bouncy pop song about sex. The girls are lonely at home while their significant others are stuck at work in the night. They ache for their lover’s touch, telling them they don’t have to go to work but instead stay home and “work” in bed, comparing their intimacy as a vacation.\nThe song peaked at #4 on the Billboard Hot 100 and was the group’s first top 10 hit. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Camila]\nI ain't worried about nothin', I ain't wearin' na-nada\nI'm sittin' pretty, impatient, but I know you gotta\nPut in them hours, I'ma make it harder\nI'm sendin' pic after picture, I'ma get you fired\n[Pre-Chorus: Normani, \nDinah\n]\nI know you're always on the night shift\nBut I can't stand these nights alone (\nOh-oh\n)\nAnd I don't need no explanation\n'Cause, baby, you're the boss at home\n[Chorus: Lauren]\nYou don't gotta go to work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nBut you gotta put in work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nYou don't gotta go to work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nLet my body do the work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nWe can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh\nWe can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh\n[Verse 2: Ally, \nAlly & Dinah\n]\nLet's put it into motion, I'ma give you a promotion\nI'll make it feel like a vacay, turn the bed into an ocean\nWe don't need nobody, I just need your body\nNothing but sheets in-between us, ain't no getting off early [Pre-Chorus: Dinah, \nDinah & Camila\n, \nCamila\n]\nI know you're always on the night shift\nBut I can't stand these nights alone (Oh-oh)\nAnd I don't need no explanation\n'Cause, baby, \nyou're the boss at\n home (\nYeah, yeah\n)\n[Chorus: Lauren]\nYou don't gotta go to work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nBut you gotta put in work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nYou don't gotta go to work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nLet my body do the work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nWe can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh\nWe can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh\n[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]\n(Dolla $ign) Oh, yeah\nGirl go to work for me (Work for me)\nCan you make it clap, no hands for me? (Oh, yeah)\nTake it to the ground, pick it up for me\nLook back at it all over me (Oh, yeah)\nPut in work like my timesheet (Oh)\nShe ride it like a '63 (Oh-woah)\nI'ma buy her new Céline (Oh, no)\nLet her ride in a foreign with me\nOh, she the bae, I'm her boo\nAnd she down to break the rules\nRide or die, she gon' go\nI'm gon' juug, she finessin'\nI pipe her, she take that\nPut in overtime on your body [Chorus: Lauren, \nCamila\n, \nDinah\n, \nLauren & Camila\n]\nYou don't gotta go to work (\nYou don't gotta go to work, no\n)\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nBut you gotta put in work (\nWoah\n)\nWork, work, work, work, work, work (\nOh, yeah\n)\nYou don't gotta go to work\nWork, work, work, work, work, work\nLet my body do the work (\nDo the work, do the work\n)\nWork, work, work, work, work, work (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nWe can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh\nWe can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh\n[Outro: Camila]\nYeah, we can work from home, ah\nYeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh\nYeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Drowning with the following description: On “Drowning,” A Boogie and Kodak rap about flexing jewelry and riches as they made it from the bottom and are now two of the hottest rappers in the game. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]\nI'm drownin'\nI'm drownin'\nI'm drownin'\nI'm drownin'\n[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]\nWrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I'm drownin'\nIn water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain\nEverywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded\nBust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'\nI just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain\nChain so heavy I feel like I'm holdin' up a mountain\nEverywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded\nBust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'\n[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]\nI'm with all my niggas, I don't go nowhere without 'em\nIf they don't let us in they might throw shots at the bouncer\nActavis medicine, got it straight from out the doctor's\nI'm with RJ but I call him Wayne 'cause he's a shotta\nPick up the ladder, put it in the gun, make the .9 stretch\nNiggas with attitude, but we come straight out of Highbridge\nI'm gon' make her panties wet when she see the way I flex\nI'm gon' win a Grammy, move my family out the projects\nWe went from chillin' in the projects to makin' projects\nWe was tryna get to the top, and they tried to stop us\nI talk for myself, bitch I don't need no fucking voucher\nShe looked at my wrist and she looked at a hundred thousand [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]\nWrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I'm drownin'\nIn water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain\nEverywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded\nBust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'\nI just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain\nChain so heavy I feel like I'm holdin' up a mountain\nEverywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded\nBust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'\n[Verse 2: Kodak Black]\nJust bought a brand new chain from Avianne\nNigga with attitude but I ain't from Compton\nLil Kodak, bitch, I'm Polo'd down like Carlton\nSniper Gang, I put a nigga on a carton\nI'm the shit I'm fartin', I don't know how to potty\nPull up in a 'Rari, I'm in the Yo like Gotti\nA Boogie, I'm goin' Scottie, nigga drop my deposit\nI ain't Jamaican, bitch I'm Haitian, but I got them shottas\nHarley Davidson every day, I'm ridin' with the chopper\nThey hatin', I know they don't wanna see a nigga prosper\nI ain't doing trims, I'm in the cut like I'm a barber\nShe call me daddy, but I ain't her motherfucking father\n[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]\nWrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I'm drownin'\nIn water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain\nEverywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded\nBust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'\nI just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain\nChain so heavy I feel like I'm holdin' up a mountain\nEverywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded\nBust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin' [Outro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]\nBitch, I'm drownin'\nBitch, I'm drownin'\nI'm drownin'\nDrownin'\nI'm drownin'" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 500 Degrees with the following description: Tyga borrows a title from his mentor, and goes balling Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Tyga]\nT-raww\n, fuck y'all, money tall, dick large\nTiger in my backyard,\n bitches on my futon\nDog house, no dog, shootout, Chris Paul\nWalking on the marble floor, take your fucking shoes off\nBitch this is fox fur, killing shit, fuck a hearse\nI can show you my choppa works\nShe give me head, when my head hurt\nDeep throat, till the bitch burp\nHer best friend said let me at 'em-Cousin Lurch\nSmoking on that turf, get your feelings hurt\nAt your neck like a collared shirt, ball like a Nerf\nWord, more green nigga than smoking pot\nWhen I see more, I'm that horror from that little shop\nShop, butcher shop, open up your top\nAll you see is gold watch, Rolls Royce, road blocks\nSun roof, fogged out, chrome grill, gold mouth\nTake a fuckin' look around\n[Chorus: Tyga]\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I say fuck them other niggas\nFuck them other niggas\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch\n500 degrees\nAugh, I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch\n500 degrees [Verse 2: Tyga]\nThrilla manilla\n, I buy straight from the dealer\nI'm politickin' in Paris, I'm buying statues and pillars\nAll from the Louvre nigga, mosaics from the museum\nYou niggas counting per diem, your bitch is in my DM\nI never read 'em, weak bitch probably get seasick\nOn the yacht eat shrimp, see my name on a blimp\nIt read T-Raww's a pimp\nNigga I ain't dancin' but my hand on my hip\nFull clip, movie shit, Bruce Wayne, Alfred\nNiggas want a verse, can't even get a ad-lib\nI'm killing this shit, and I'm killing your mom\nOne verse at a time, the shivers are mine\nI murdered this shit, just takin' my time\nGot bars, front gate, face shot, blind date\nRolex, timepiece, ain't got no time for no bitch speech\n120 that six speed, pull it out that's all me\nJust call me T-papi\n[Chorus: Tyga]\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I say fuck them other niggas\nFuck them other niggas\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch\n500 degrees\nAugh, I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch\n500 degrees [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]\nTunechi over bitches\nSmokin' color purple, blunt fat as Oprah Winfrey\nI'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, the nigga, nigga\nI be snappin', I hope you get the bigger picture\nI said fuck that nigga that you fuckin'\nShe say that nigga rap, I say he couldn't wrap a mummy\nBut let me pass the weed, and stop passin' judgement\nBefore I have to beat him like a dick he had it comin'\nBeen eating so much pussy, man I'm starting to get chubby\nSchoolin' motherfuckers, I'm their favorite subject\nBroomstick in my pants, I'm 'bout to go witch hunting\nI'm already loaded, these niggas still bufferin'\nI fuck my girlfriend and her best friend, these niggas is lesbians\nDon't cross me like a pedestrian, I'm getting head watching ESPN\nShe holdin' me and carressin' me\nDon't hate the player, hate the referee\nIf she F with me, I am definitely a necessity\n[Chorus: Tyga]\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I say fuck them other niggas\nFuck them other niggas\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch\n500 degrees\nAugh, I say fuck them other niggas, fuck them other niggas\nBitch I'm all you need\nAugh, I'm the hottest nigga, all I do is turn up, bitch\n500 degrees" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Strawberry Bubblegum with the following description: This song is filled with food-related sexual innuendos, much like the song “Carry Out” which JT had been featured on with producer Timbaland.\nThe song is more than likely about his wife Jessica Biel, as her wedding dress was the color of Strawberry Bubblegum.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nHey, pretty lady\nThis goes out to you (This goes out to you, you, you)\nI know I said it, like, a thousand times\nBut everyday still feels like the first day\n(This goes out to you, you, you)\nThis is dedicated to you, dedicated to you, dedicated to you\nDedicated to you, dedicated to you, dedicated to you\nPretty lady, when you walk by\nIt was such a mellow, mellow, mellow day\nWhen you walk by, sunshine\nIt was such a mellow, mellow, mellow day\nListen\n[Verse 1]\nI, I can't deny the way you caught my eye, eye\nThen somethin' strawberry filled up the sky\nAnd everything on you intoxicates\nIt's a mystery, I don't know why\nI let you kick in my \"Do Not Disturb\" sign\nBut I guess your mouth in motion got me so high\nAnd I could tell it’s pure just by the taste\nAnd you kiss me\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo tell me you wanna get close somewhere far away, far away\nDon't worry about your lovin', it won't go to waste, go to waste\nDon't ever change your flavor 'cause I love the taste, love the taste\nAnd if you ask me where I wanna go, I say all the way [Chorus]\n'Cause she's just like nothin'\nThat I'd ever seen before\nAnd baby, please don't change nothin'\nBecause your flavor's so original\nAnd it all started when she said\nHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, smackin' that strawberry bubblegum\nYou really got me when you said\nHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, poppin' that strawberry bubblegum\nThis goes out to you, this goes out to you\n[Verse 2]\nSo tell me why we're makin' love like professionals on the first time\nActin' unprofessional but it works out\n'Cause you don’t wanna work here anyway\nAnd baby, I, girl, I'm all addicted and I won't fight\nYou and me, that's the recipe for a good time\nAnd it ain't really nothin' but clothes in the way\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo tell me you wanna get close somewhere far away, far away\nDon't worry about your lovin', it won't go to waste, go to waste\nDon't ever change your flavor 'cause I love the taste, love the taste\nAnd if you ask me where I wanna go, I say all the way\n[Chorus]\n'Cause she's just like nothin'\nThat I'd ever seen before\nAnd baby, please don't change nothin'\nBecause your flavor's so original\nAnd it all started when she said\nHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, smackin' that strawberry bubblegum\nYou really got me when you said\nHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, poppin' that strawberry bubblegum\nThis goes out to you, this goes out to you [Post-Chorus]\nMy little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nMy little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nShe's my little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nMy little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nHey, hey, hey, my little, hey, hey, hey\n[Bridge]\nIf you'd be strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'd be your blueberry lollipop\nLittle girl won't you be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'd be your blueberry lollipop\nAnd then I'd love you 'til I'll make you pop\nStrawberry bubblegum\nThen I'd be your blueberry lollipop\nLittle girl if you’d be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'd be your blueberry lollipop\nAnd then I'd love you 'til I make you pop\n[Melody Change]\n[Verse 3]\nCome in, sit down, let me elevate your appetite\nAny flavor you want, now, my selection is the tasty kind\nBut you, you're delicious on your own\nAfter I break you down my fingers, it's so sweet\nThat's what you told me when I touched on your lips\nTowel under the door, girl, before they pick up your scent, ah\nIf you'll be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\nIf you'll be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\nThen I'll love you 'til I make it pop\nStrawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\n(Little girl, would you be my)\nIf you'll be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\nAnd then I'll love you 'til I make it pop\nHey, hey, hey\nMy little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nMy little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nMy little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nMy little strawberry, strawberry, strawberry bubblegum\nIf you'll be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\n(Little girl, would you be my)\nIf you'll be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\nAnd then I’ll love you 'til I make it pop\nStrawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\n(Little girl, would you be my)\nIf you'll be my strawberry bubblegum\nThen I'll be your blueberry lollipop\nAnd then I’ll love you 'til I make it pop" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called This Is What You Came For with the following description: Calvin and Rihanna return to the club in “This Is What You Came For.” It’s their third collaboration, following “We Found Love” and “Where Have You Been.”\nIt makes sense that Harris is eager to get Rihanna’s vocals on this track. Their first collaboration in 2011 launched Harris into mainstream popularity. It was also a boon for Rihanna, becoming one of the best-selling singles in history. Harris had recently tried to lend a track to RiRi’s ANTi, though it didn’t pan out.\nHarris and Rihanna recorded this song in New York, while Rihanna was on tour. Harris said they made this track in one all-night session, working until 8 in the morning. Rihanna didn’t hear the final version until they were backstage at Coachella in 2016. Harris told BBC 1:\nShe’s got the iconic voice. Like, the first time that I heard her sing ‘We Found Love’—I had listened to the guide vocal for so long. I lived with it. I was like, it can’t get any better than this, even if it is Rihanna. And then I heard Rihanna and it was like I was already listening to the radio, it was like I was listening to the top 40. Her voice is out of control. The tone, how distinctive it is, the way she carries it, like every little phrase, annunciation. There’s nothing like her. Stylistically, she can’t be touched.\nOn July 13th, 2016, Taylor Swift’s reps confirmed that she co-wrote the song under the name Nils Sjoberg, and she and Calvin agreed to keep it a secret. The “her” in the song is likely a reference to Taylor, who was Harris' girlfriend at the time of release. Swift was spotted wearing the cover art weeks before the single’s release, and some fans speculated that she sang the “oohs” in the chorus, which was later confirmed by her team.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nBaby, this is what you came for\nLightning strikes every time she moves\nAnd everybody's watchin' her\nBut she's lookin' at\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh, ooh, ooh\nBaby, this is what you came for\nLightning strikes every time she moves\nAnd everybody's watchin' her\nBut she's lookin' at\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh, ooh, ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh, ooh, ooh\n[Verse]\nWe go fast with the game we play (Game we play, game we play)\nWho knows why it's gotta be this way (Be this way, be this way)\nWe say nothin' more than we need (Than we need, than we need)\nI say, \"Your place\" when we leave\n[Chorus]\nBaby, this is what you came for\nLightning strikes every time she moves\nAnd everybody's watchin' her\nBut she's lookin' at\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh, ooh, ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh, ooh, ooh [Bridge]\nBaby, this is what you came for\nLightning strikes every time she moves\nYeah\n[Chorus]\nBaby, this is what you came for\nLightning strikes every time she moves\nAnd everybody's watchin' her\nBut she's lookin' at\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh, ooh, ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh-ooh\nYou, ooh-ooh, you, ooh, ooh, ooh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Goin Crazy with the following description: Goin Crazy is Rich The Kid’s first single off of his 2014 mixtape Feels Good 2 Be Rich. It features a verse from each of the Migos as they all detail their love for their lavish cars and lifestyles. Production is handled by KE On The Track. This song was the driving force behind the success of the mixtape, as it quickly reached 1 million plays on SoundCloud within a few weeks.\nThis song was later remixed and renamed Goin Krazy (Remix) with an added verse from YG. The C was changed to a K to accommodate for YG’s Blood gang affiliation. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Rich The Kid]\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nI ain‘t worried bout shit, young nigga I’m rich\nIt’s fuck you, pay me\nDon’t let your ho come around me\nImma take your lady (Imma take your bitch)\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\n[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]\nTouched down in the A\nMaserati to Bugatti, a motherfucker start running from the paparazzi\nGot 4 hoes in the pool of my Jacuzzi\nPull up, drop top, Phantom opera a movie\nYou see the diamonds in my watch, it ain’t a G-Shock\nBalenciaga on my feet this ain't no Reebok\nI'm at the W, never ever been to the double tree\nEating steak & shrimp on the yacht, fuck Applebees\nGianni Versace,\n \nI come to your city, take over like Nazi\nI got hoes from the A to the bay\nRiding round and the coupe going crazy [Chorus: Rich The Kid]\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nI ain‘t worried bout shit, young nigga I’m rich\nIt’s fuck you, pay me\nDon’t let your ho come around me\nImma take your lady (Imma take your bitch)\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\n[Verse 2: Quavo]\nRiding round in my Audi coupe\nI dare a nigga look at me wrong, cause I’m gon' shoot\nI pass the OG stuffed crust cookie Snoop\nI take the pot and eggbeater, they call it cookin' a deuce\nWhen I step inside the ‘rari, call me Crash Bandicoot\nBlood diamond came from Africa, call me Al-Farouq\nLil' mama with the big ol' booty, come here\nHave you ever been in an 8 passenger leer\nShe going crazy, private jet going crazy\nTold the bitch to give me head in my grandmama’s ...\nI ain’t give her nothing\nNah, Quavo ain’t a lover\nYou think I give a fuck about a bitch, I ain’t a sucker\nShe the past tense, got to make lil' mama absent\nVersace, Versace, my fabric\nCounting money in the mansion, your girl in the living room dancing\nAnd it don’t take nothing to drop her panties\nQuavo! (Gone!) [Chorus: Rich The Kid]\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nI ain‘t worried bout shit, young nigga I’m rich\nIt’s fuck you, pay me\nDon’t let your ho come around me\nImma take your lady (Imma take your bitch)\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\n[Verse 3: Takeoff]\nComing down Peachtree in the Aston\nWith a bad white bitch, Jennifer Aniston\nFeeling Molly Santan’ again\nMy neighbors panicking\nIn my hood, every day I hear an ambulance\nAin’t a damn thing changed, still serving the J’s\nFelicia, she want to borrow my microwave\nDeebo still in the hood, creeping through your window\nI’m fucking Mrs. Parker, took her to Puerto Rico\nMe, Craig, and Smokey smoke dope and we be choking\nWhich watch should I wear today, the heavy Breitling or the Rollie?\nReached in my Robins and I pulled out guacamole\nAin't have a clue what I was holding, F&N is what I'm toting [Chorus: Rich The Kid]\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nI ain‘t worried bout shit, young nigga I’m rich\nIt’s fuck you, pay me\nDon’t let your ho come around me\nImma take your lady (Imma take your bitch)\nRiding round in the A\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy\nIn the coupe going crazy" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Welcome to the UCLA with the following description: “UCLA” is an eccentric track that was reportedly recorded in 2016 during the studio sessions for his scrapped album TurboGrafx16. On the track, Kanye discusses his struggles with his bi-polar disorder and playfully takes shots at his critics.\nThe title is a reference to the University of California, a public university that is located Los Angeles. Los Angeles is less than 30 miles away from Kanye’s current residence in Calabasas, California, where a large number of celebrities live.\nIn November 2016, Kanye West was hospitalized for his behavior during his The Life of Pablo tour, where he suffered multiple mental breakdowns while performing. Kanye was treated at the UCLA medical center for a short time, which may have been inspiration for the song title.\nThe track was leaked on October 4th, 2019. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nWelcome to UCLA\nTell me how you see L.A\nUCLA, Welcome to UCLA\nTell me how you see L.A\nI'm going cr-I'm going cr- I'm going cr- I'm going cray\nI'm going- I'm going cray, I'm going UCLA\n[Chorus]\nWelcome to UCLA\nTell me how you see L.A\nWelcome to UCLA\nTell me how you see L.A\nI'm going- I'm going cray\nBaby mama going cray\nGoing cray, I'm going UCLA\n[Verse 1]\nTell me how you see L.A\nFuck with the dude, she L.A\nAsian and fuck from that UCLA\nMaybe he work at CCA\nMaybe he working at that UA of A\nI got that something, that favorite Bape\nSomething and something that send me for days\nThey was just up in so many ways\nThey ain't gotta stand up, clock 'em no more\nUntil they bumping, then he stuck down backpage\nWe just selling pussy, he selling the bunk\nSelling the bunk and he bump with the picks\nPop a new something and fuck on the bitch\nGot a little something and having the bitch\nWalk on the water but we-\nWelcome to UCLA\nTell me how you see L.A [Refrain]\nI lost, sayin' I lost that money\nI couldn't dance, some line, no\nWear your love, so you see him\nEyes on you, eyes so you see L.A. (Hey)\n[Chorus]\nWelcome to UCLA\nTell me how you see L.A\nWelcome to UCLA\nTell me how you see L.A\nI'm going- I'm going cray\nBaby mama going cray\nGoing cray, I'm going UCLA\n[Verse 2]\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nGo to bed, 'Ye\nGo to bed, 'Ye\nGet out of your head, 'Ye\nGet out of your head, 'Ye\nDid you hear what I said, 'Ye?\nI didn't say that\nUh, what did you said, 'Ye?\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nTake your meds, 'Ye\nGo to bed, 'Ye\nYou need some Nyquil\nGo to bed, 'Ye\nWhat did you think, what did you see\nUh, go at your set, 'Ye\nYeah, I just said it\nNo, I ain't say it\nAyy, what did you said, Ye? [Outro]\nI'm going UCLA" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Are You Ready with the following description: On “Are You Ready,” Logic teams up with Maryland rapper Phil Ade where both come with witty, hard-hitting punchlines.\nThis track holds several samples, namely “Tom’s Diner” by Suzanne Vega. 2 minutes 40 seconds into the track, Logic also samples The Notorious B.I.G.’s “6” from his song “Ten Crack Commandments.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Phil Ade]\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go\n(Hey!) Are you ready to go? Ready to go\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go\n[Verse 1: Logic]\nOn my Charlie Sheen, homie, yes I am a winner\nAnd when it comes to making music, I am no beginner\nHit the stage and get wild, my braniac's loud\nCall me double 07 because I bond with the crowd\nYou shine like a star but I sun it\n50 keep it a 100, homie you know I run it\nThe game needs change and Logic can break a 100\nI had a shorty to bun it, until she didn't want it\nSo I focused on the flow and they gon' put me on the map\nWith a pocket full of change, every day a different dime\nOnly fuck with golden girls, and I ain't talking Lifetime\nWhen I rhyme, they up on me, ‘cause they seen how I'ma shine\nNow, you may be wondering how my raps rock\n‘Cause I'm so fifth key to the right of caps lock\nAnd when my tracks drop, I'ma be sipping Ciroc\nWith the whole skyline chillin’ in the backdrop\n[Chorus: Phil Ade]\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go\n(Hey!) Are you ready to go? Ready to go\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go [Verse 2: Phil Ade]\nShit, nigga I was born ready\nAnd I swear I'm what these rappers can’t bear, warn teddy\nMy Pro Tools bouncing like a '64 Chevy\nI'm trying to win fast y'all on that Eddie\nPlus Carl and Harriet, G is how I carry it\nBeen in it for miles, don't believe ask Darius\nRunning this beach like Chariots of Fire\nI aspire to be higher than these superficial liars\nThe attire I acquire cost a grip, buy your pliers\nI'm a ball out and die in Maryland, Len Bias\nApply a sire to my name, yeah you ain't know I'm royal\nI foil from slick talk, yeah trip off that oil\nToying with girls feelings, lord forgive me I need healing\nI know you said it's wrong but a long would make a killing\nHit the bong I hit the ceiling, hit the drink I hit the floor\nIf they show 'em in the buildin to the crowd, then let me know\n[Chorus: Phil Ade]\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go\n(Hey!) Are you ready to go? Ready to go\nEverybody like (Hey!) are you ready to go? Ready to go" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Trumpet Lights with the following description: “Trumpet Lights” is an uptempo track with electronic influences about partying into the early morning. The track features former CBE label member Sabrina Antoinette and marks the first, and as of September 2019, only collaboration with Chris. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Chris Brown]\nDown\nOh\nCome on\nBaby\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown, \nChris Brown & Sabrina Antoinette\n]\nIt's time to celebrate like I just touched down\nThen we gettin' ready to party, I'ma show you how\nYeah, shit happens but tonight, we don't care\nI just wanna see you put your hands in the air and say\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nHey, little mama, all that ass in them pants\nDrop it like you're single even though you got a man\nBlack and Puerto Rican with a Spanish accent\nHands on the floor dancin' like we sexin'\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nChris Brown & Sabrina Antoinette\n]\nGonna be the—, \nI'm gonna be the—\nGonna be the—, I'm gonna be the—\nGonna be the—, I'm gonna be the—\nGonna be the—, I'm gonna be the one you\nLo-o-ove, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nLo-o-ove, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nGonna be the— [Post-Chorus: Sabrina Antoinette, \nChris Brown\n]\nCome for me right now, won't be no other time\n(\nYeah, I want you to be—\n)\nHear my voice, hear my body cry\n(\nBaby\n)\nGot the key to my heart\nBut it won't last all night\n(\nBaby, baby\n)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nChris Brown & Sabrina Antoinette\n]\nGonna be the—, \nI'm gonna be the—\nGonna be the—, I'm gonna be the—\nGonna be the—, I'm gonna be the—\nGonna be the—, I'm gonna be the one you\nLo-o-ove, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nLo-o-ove, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nGonna be the—, \nI'm gonna be the—\nGonna be—, I'm gonna be the—\nGonna be—, I'm gonna be the—\nGonna be—, I'm gonna be the one you\nLo-o-ove, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nLo-o-ove, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nGonna be the—\n[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nOh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 2: Chris Brown, \nSabrina Antoinette\n, \nChris Brown & Sabrina Antoinette\n]\nYou wanna be bad tonight, baby, look at you\nYou gotta be bad enough, oh yeah, mama, let me hear you say\nI just wanna do some\n, dirty little things to ya\nI just wanna be your\n, your lover\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nChris Brown & Sabrina Antoinette\n]\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nI'ma be the one, baby\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nOh, I'm gon' be the one, baby\nI'm gonna be the—, gonna be the—\nI'm gonna be the—, gonna be the—\nI'm gonna be the—, gonna be the—\nI'm gonna be the one\n[Outro: Sabrina Antoinette, \nChris Brown\n]\nBe my lover, my lover, yeah\nBe my lover, my lover, yeah\n(\nYeah, I want you to be—\n)\nBe my lover, my lover, yeah\nBe my lover, my lover, yeah\n(\nBaby\n)\nBe my lover, my lover, yeah\nBe my lover, my lover, yeah\n(\nBaby, baby\n)\nBe my lover, my lover, yeah\nBe my, be my, be my, be my" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Follow me Home (From Hood Tales to the Cover of XXL) with the following description: On “Follow me Home,” Jay Rock enlists the help of fellow California native Kendrick Lamar for an introspective recollection of how he went from rags to riches. The two rappers discuss the difficult upbringing they went through and give a realistic description of life in the hood. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Jay Rock]\nPop\n[Verse 1: Jay Rock]\nWalking through Watts\nWhere the streets painted with gangsters and crooked cops\nBenjamin Franks, same case and crack cocks\nThat's all we know\nMake it up out the hood, that's all we hope\nSmoking cookie backwards, got TV's in it\nSell they soul, just to get the cocaine feeling\nDon't get caught slipping, humping them projects\nWrong turn, wrong color will get you top decked\nYG's, they'll do anything for stripes\nHard headed, don't even take OG's advice\nHood rats bitches do anything for ice\nSet you up, good pussy will take your life\nAnd why do the police scared to roll through the niggas in gardens\nEven they ass stay with the target\nCrack spots, moving out the unit apartment\nMy neighborhood trife, you couldn't walk a day in my life\nSo yeah\n[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & \nJay Rock\n]\nI'm from the gutter, that's all that I know\nCrack pot, dope spots, gun shots, I wonder, will you follow me home?\nYeah, yeah, yeah, south paws, we out here, and Pharrell here\nDon't come 'round here, looking for John Doe\nThat's something that I know, \nYeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Jay Rock]\nAnd I'm stocked like .40 tucked in my drawers\nOver the stove, catch me whipping a ton of tar\nChopping it down, smoke is on foot, in and out\nThe choppers is popped, niggas will kill you over an ounce, it's real\nCan't squeal, welcome to Iraq, city rats\nRoaches on the corners of cul de sacs\nClick, clack (Pow), officers down\nLA PD on tv with bullet holes\nDon't tell him where bullets go\nSend him to Martin Luther, pull him from the shooters\nStay home on your computer\nWe ain't internet banging, nigga we really hating\nOut here, all my life I gave blood sweat and tears\nIn these streets, don't show no signs of fear\nNiggas eat you alive, put holes in your ride\nSnatch up your kids when you see 'em sitting outside\nWatch by survivor, I'm grateful that I'm alive\nStreets\n[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & \nJay Rock\n]\nI'm from the gutter, that's all that I know\nCrack pot, dope spots, gun shots, I wonder, will you follow me home?\nYeah, yeah, yeah, when the sun falls, we out here, and Pharrell here\nDon't come 'round here, looking for John Doe\nThat's something that I know, \nYeah, yeah, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Songs on 12 Play with the following description: “Songs on 12 Play” is a tribute to the legendary R&B singer R. Kelly and includes references to his hit songs and albums, most notably his November 1993 album, 12 Play. The-Dream released a similar track in March 2009, “Kelly 12 Play.”\n“Songs on 12 Play” marks the tenth collaboration between Chris and Trey, following September 2014’s “Tuesday (Remix).” The track was also released to build hype for their Between the Sheets joint tour.. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAyy (Oh)\nAyy (Oh)\nAyy\nAyy (Oh)\nAyy (Oh)\nAyy\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown]\nYou're a goddess in the bedroom\nDevil in them skintights\nDrug that I'm hooked to\nBut it's okay, I'll be alright\nTried my best to please you\nShow you what it means to be a victim of love\nSo turn on that red light (Oh-oh), oh-oh (Oh-oh)\nTurn on that red light (Oh-oh), oh-oh-oh, ayy (Oh-oh)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nTrey Songz\n, \nChris Brown & Trey Songz\n]\nWe gon' be bumpin' and grindin'\nSeems like you're ready to sex me, baby, baby\nAnd I'm feelin' on your booty\nDrivin' me crazy\nHalf on a baby, baby\n'Cause your body's callin' me (Callin' me)\nAnd with your permission, let me start your ignition\nDon't you know that you're remindin' me\n (\nRemindin' me\n)\nOf a song on 12 Play\nYou're like a song on 12 Play [Verse 2: Trey Songz]\nFuckin' with an R&B thug (Thug, yeah)\nYou gon' have the greatest sex (Sex, work)\nDo you mind if I stroke you up? (Ayy, you up)\nBaby girl, imagine that (Oh yeah)\nDrippin' that honey love (Love)\nI'ma hit it hard from the back\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nJust like that (Yeah)\nDo your body like a real freak\n(Have a little private) Fiesta, fiesta\nSomebody's girl is on my body naked, shakin'\nEtcetera, etcetera, etcetera (Oh)\nYeah, baby, ayy (Ayy, oh-oh)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nTrey Songz\n, \nChris Brown & Trey Songz\n]\nWe gon' be bumpin' and grindin' (\nYeah, baby\n)\nSeems like you're ready to sex me (Sex me) baby, baby (Baby)\nAnd I'm feelin' on your\n \nbooty\n (\nOh-oh\n)\nDrivin' me crazy\n (\nLet's go\n)\nHalf on a baby, baby\n (Oh-woah)\n'Cause your body's\n callin' me (Oh yeah, your body's callin' me, baby)\nAnd with your permission. let me start your ignition\nDon't you know that you're remindin' me\n (\nRemindin' me\n, girl, you remind me)\nOf a song on 12 Play\nYou're like a song on 12 Play [Bridge: Chris Brown, \nTrey Songz\n]\nOkay, foreplay, that's child's play\nMakin' love is my forté (\nOh\n)\nShots of you when I'm thirsty\nDamn right, I'ma eat that pussy\nClothes all in the background (\nOh\n)\nI give a back shot, I don't back down\nShe like her hair pulled and that ass slapped around\nAnd the neighbors screamin' out, \"Keep it down\"\n[Verse 3: Chris Brown, \nChris Brown & Trey Songz\n, \nTrey Songz\n]\nBaby, \nturn on the red light tonight\n (Ayy)\nLil' mama, it'll be alright\nI just wanna be all on you (Ayy)\nDo it 'til we both can't move\nYour body\nYour neck, your breasts, your ass, girl\nSweat drippin' on my body\nFeel like this my last, girl\nSo tonight\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nTrey Songz\n, \nChris Brown & Trey Songz\n]\nWe gon' be bumpin' and grindin'\nSeems like you're ready to sex me (Yeah), baby (\nYeah\n), baby (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)\nAnd I'm feelin' on your booty\n (Oh)\nDrivin' me crazy\n (Oh, let's go)\nHalf on a \nbaby, baby\n'Cause your body's callin' me (It's callin' me, babe, \nyour body, listen\n)\nAnd with your permission, let me start your ignition\n (\nOh-woah\n)\nDon't you know that you're remindin' me\n (Remindin' me, oh, oh-oh)\nOf a song on 12 Play\n (Yeah, yeah)\nYou're like a song on 12 Play [Outro: Chris Brown, \nTrey Songz\n, \nChris Brown & Trey Songz\n]\nOh-na-na-na-na-na-na\nDown low, down low\nOh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby\nKeep it on the\n down low (\nYeah\n), down low (\nYeah\n)\nDo you mind if I stroke you up?\nShe say, \"I don't mind\"\nDo you mind if I stroke you up?\nShe say, \"I don't mind\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Pass Off with the following description: This song samples Angela Bofill’s “Under the Moon and Over the Sky”Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]\nRight\nCall up a uba, let's get out of this bitch\nThey like, \"Man, you always steaming, bro?\" I'm tired of this shit\nAin't no way on this green Earth I can get high off this cliff\nYou a fuckin' buddah head, you gon' die off this shit\nThat's a fuss answer, wrong drug dummy, that's a dust answer\nGamers have an appetite, but it's forever fuck cancer\nDouble L R varsity with the black panther\nHate a weed scientist actin' like that shit is that danker\nToo much, thinkin' about it too much, okay Sampha\nPet-peevin' that anger, lash out on poor strangers\nGod damn it, another [?], she screamin', she probably hoarse\nAsking if I mess with whores, nigga left that pussy sore\nWrong turn, fuck around catch a charley horse\nSmokin' personal, she like, \"It's 'bout time you cough\"\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nWake up, count my money\nHundreds, fifties, twenties\nRollin' up the dank\nPass her to the homie\nWake up, count my money\nHundreds, fifties, twenties\nWe don't love these hoes\nPass her to the homie\nPass off [Bridge: Smoke DZA]\nThis is for G's and this is for my hustlers\nThis is for my hustlers stackin' they G's\nThis is for my G's and this is for my hustlers\nSpeakin' of my hustlers, back to this weed\n{Verse 2: Smoke DZA}\nA nigga chiefin', eighth grade high, cheesin'\nLoadin' up my Snoop Dogg G-pen\nI hit the road and get stoned\nI don't even have to roll to get stoned\nShit, Dice Clay with the chain smokin'\nPothead shit, got my chains smokin'\nBob Marley head, diamonds all in up the dreads\nI ain't that different, bitch please\nYou don't know the half, chicken\nPlus a nigga wasted like a failed Grand Theft mission\nSo much chronic in my system\nPray to God I'm not a piss test victim\nWell don't do crime, nigga\nToo much bacon, stay off the swine nigga, pass off\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nWake up, count my money\nHundreds, fifties, twenties\nRollin' up the dank\nPass her to the homie\nWake up, count my money\nHundreds, fifties, twenties\nWe don't love these hoes\nPass her to the homie\nPass off [Verse 3: Bluntsmoker & \nSmoke DZA\n]\nYou know your man Bluntey, got these niggas crunchy\nFresh pack of Palmer's, roll me up a blunt please\nI'm a smoker, never sober\nI bought the drop, like bitch, you know us\nShe wanna blow us, hopped on a tour bus\nMet us in Cali, drove up to Boulder (Colorado)\nNow we rollin' while she blowin'\nI got the bitch open, but (\nPass off\n)\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nWake up, count my money\nHundreds, fifties, twenties\nRollin' up the dank\nPass her to the homie\nWake up, count my money\nHundreds, fifties, twenties\nWe don't love these hoes\nPass her to the homie\nPass off" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called ESCAPE PLAN with the following description: “ESCAPE PLAN” consists of a catchy trap beat that sets the stage for Travis' lyrics about his superstar rapper lifestyle, delivered via his quintissential autotuned vocals.\nThe song was first teased in an ad for Spotify on June 24, 2021. Then, the next day, an extended version was heard during Travis' set at the Cactus Jack for Dior Summer 2022 fashion show—with the track title being confirmed on Kim Jones' Instagram after the event.\nA month later, on July 24, 2021, a snippet of the music video was previewed on Travis' Twitter—arriving alongside a live performance of the song at Rolling Loud Miami 2021.\nThe full visual was eventually revealed 12 hours after the official dual-release of “ESCAPE PLAN,” and “MAFIA,” on November 5, 2021. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nTwelve-figure estate plan, that was the escape plan\nBut hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man\nBut wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin'\nBut wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé (Let's go)\nWe out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant\nShe feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay (It's lit)\nLove how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay\nJamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae (Yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nThat WAP need draining, just havе it if you singing, okay (Woah)\nFuck that Birkin, she just need some encouragеment (Uh)\nFix that attitude, she think she need a surgeon, okay\nAnd show some gratitude, I put you in that altitude, okay\nIt's stuck like magnets do, I put you in that magnitude, oh, hey (Yeah)\nI embrace the pussy, I'm not tryna embarrass you (Straight up, ahh)\nOkay, I got a lavish crew, me and Chase the rocker dated you (Woo, Woo)\nMe and Bizzy trap, I'm not a rapper, a lot I do, a lot at you\nA film director, Helter Skelter, off the seltzer like it's juice (Let's go, yeah)\n[Chorus]\nTwelve figure estate plan, that was the escape plan\nBut hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man (Right)\nBut wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin'\nBut wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé\nWe out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant (It's lit)\nShe feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay (It's lit)\nLove how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay\nJamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae [Verse 2]\nNiggas dyin' for the chain around my neck, that's Life Alert (Ooh)\nI be tryin' not to go back in my ways, I can't revert (Ooh)\nThe excursion, them seven seas, I drop her off at Turks (Yeah)\nIf it's static, then I'm having .50 drop 'em off at church\nUp early rolling up a Benny, she just wanna taste the candy (Yeah, yeah)\nProlly soaking up her panties, nasty when she off the— (Woo, woo)\nBust a move, I'm Marco Angie, I just went and bought a planet\nNah, that shit was never planted (Yeah)\n[Chorus]\nTwelve figure estate plan, that was the escape plan\nBut hate investigatin', that shit was a waste, man\nBut wait, I stopped the facin' 'cause shit just start erasin'\nBut wait, it opened gates and this shit just start paradin', olé\nWe out the basement, on one floor where it's vacant\nShe feelin' anxious to be out where it's dangerous, okay\nLove how the chains hit, especially how I bang it, okay\nJamaican-Spanglish, she mixed up in her language, hey bae\n[Outro]\nYeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 8 Miles and Runnin’ with the following description: Jay-Z, on a beat produced by Eminem, reminisces on when he was broke and how people act have changed since then. Joining him is Freeway, who at the time of this song had just been signed to Roc-A-Fella Records.\nThe name of the song “8 Miles and Runnin'” is a reference to the N.W.A song “100 Miles and Runnin'”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Jay Z]\nGeah\nRenegades is back\nEm, the beat is sick\nIt's Young\nFreeway\n8 Miles\nLet's go!\n[Verse 1: Jay Z]\nEight miles and runnin'\n, got my seventh album droppin'\nAnd my eighth album comin',\n \nfeeding a thousand growling stomachs\nBut I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or nothin'\nPeople said I would amount to nothin', that I had talent for nothin'\nSaid I would succumb to violence or be silenced by a gunman\nI could just hear the folks now: \"He got what he had comin'.\"\nNow that my eighth album's comin', everybody's smilin'\nWanting somethin', claiming that they done somethin' for him\nGot their Jay Z pompoms and their Hov uniform\nClaiming they been runnin' and tellin' everybody, like Martin Lawrence\n'Bout how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was\nClaiming that they threw it up before I threw it up—you what?\nWhere was you before I blew this up?\nI didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was suin' us\nI didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up\nBack on the block, getting it in—it wasn't no you with us [Chorus: Jay Z & \nFreeway\n]\nEight miles and runnin', \ngot my seventh album droppin'\nAnd my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!\nSix miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'\nAnd my first album comin',\n feeding twenty growling stomachs\nEight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'\nAnd my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!\nSix miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'\nAnd my first album comin', feeding twenty growling stomachs\n[Verse 2: Freeway]\nSix miles and runnin' in the Pontiac six thousand eighty six\nTrans' might shift while the engine run\nAnyone, tell your honor: \"Give me one more chance\"\nAnd them smokers screaming, \"One more gram!\" so I'ma bring 'em one (Geah)\nOnly son to my pop, stick close to my mama\nKeep toasters for drama, \nmake Salat with my son\nMy son growin', and he learnin' a lot\nThat's when them toasters, when the burners will pop, brain on your, um–\n'Brella, nigga, tell 'em niggas, that's like the Biblical scripture\nLook back, turn to salt, like the sinners\nAnd most of you heartless and self-centered like Meshach and Mesha\nSet up your brother ‘cause you jealous, nigga\nThe heat back (Ugh), like you never left, I ever rep\nCops watch every step, six miles and runnin'\nDodgin' every trap, the rap gingerbread man\nCherish every precious breath, State P, the second gat [Chorus: Jay Z & \nFreeway\n]\nEight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'\nAnd my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!\nSix miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'\nAnd my first album comin',\n feeding twenty growling stomachs\nEight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'\nAnd my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!\nSix miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'\nAnd my first album comin', feeding twenty growling stomachs\n[Verse 3: Jay-Z]\nBack when nobody would find he had talent, nobody would sign me\nNobody believed in me,\n nobody but Mommy, blindly\nBut how can she deny me? Me being the youngest runt\nTo come up outta her tummy, she got nothing but love for me\nWhen niggas would one me, the industry shunned me\nThat's why I'm taking all the industry's money\nRevenge is sweet honey, we run this\nYoung is the illest, \nFree is the future\nBeans and Bleek is right now, we can see y'all, eight miles, nigga\n[Chorus: Jay Z & \nFreeway\n]\nEight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'\nAnd my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!\nSix miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'\nAnd my first album comin',\n feeding twenty growling stomachs\nEight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'\nAnd my eighth album comin', feeding a thousand growling stomachs—Free!\nSix miles and runnin', got my fifth strip poppin'\nAnd my first album comin', feeding twenty growling stomachs" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Love Now with the following description: ‘Love Now’ features vocals from All About She, a musical trio from London, UK. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWe must bear our souls, souls, souls\nLet the fate we fight take hold, hold, hold\nBaby, when you come real close, close, close\nIt's alright 'cause I am whole\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I have been running too long\nI wanna love now\nI wanna love now\nI wanna feel\nDon't weigh up this heart that you hold\nI wanna love now\nI wanna love now\nI wanna feel\n[Verse 2]\nWe can tiptoe 'round our dreams, dreams, dreams\nJust to crash through reality, yeah\nI won't spend eternity\nHoping this time I'll be free, free\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I have been running too long\nI wanna love now\nI wanna love now\nI wanna feel\nDon't weigh up this heart that you hold\nI wanna love now\nI wanna love now\nI wanna feel [Instrumental Break]\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I have been running too long\nI wanna love now\nI wanna love now\nI wanna feel\nDon't weigh up this heart that you hold\nI wanna love now\nI wanna love now\nI wanna feel" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Tie My Shoes with the following description: “Tie My Shoes” is a song by Future featuring Young Thug and is in the Superfly soundtrack. On the song, Future and Young Thug show that they are ready for action as they are ‘tying their shoes’\nThe beat samples “Blasé” by Ty Dolla $ign featuring Future and Rae Sremmurd. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nYeah\nPluto\nDY Krazy\nKing Slime\nI'm in the 'Bach the one with the stars\nI'm in the 'Bach the one with the stars\nI'm in the Rolls, the one with the stars\nI'm in the Rolls, the one with the stars\nWhew whew\n[Chorus: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nShoes\n)\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nShoes\n)\nOver pay my dues, I bick back, I be bool (\nI be bool\n)\nI don't care about you enough to care to tell the truth (\nTruth\n)\n[Post-Chorus: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nYeah, I'm in the Rolls the one with the stars (\nZoom\n)\nYeah, I got a clean up crew for the blogs (\nCrew for the blogs, woo\n)\nYeah, you gotta keep that shit cool with the sharks (\nYeah yeah\n)\nYeah, yeah, you wanna be slime you gotta shoot at your dog\n[Verse 1: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\n(\nYeah\n)\nI scored first place but didn't get me no medal (\nYeah\n)\nI want them diamonds on my necklace that green like skittles (\nSkrt\n)\nI'm 'bout to WCW your daughter, your Grandma (\nYeah\n)\nMoney on top of the counter, just pop all the tags off (\nLet's go\n)\nMoney on top of the counter, just pop all the tags off please (\nPlease\n)\nI made a oath, thank God that my kids ain't ever gon' want, never need (\nYeah\n)\nBae, I'm sorry I texted you back a week later (\nSorry\n)\nI'm a humble dog like Dion Waiters (\nLet's go\n) [Bridge: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nLet's go\n)\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nLet's go\n)\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nYeah\n)\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nSkrt, skrt\n)\n[Verse 2: Future]\nI was leaning on Actavis, then poured the Red up (Yeah)\nI was smoking the kush, she was givin' the head up (Yeah)\nFlooded the Rollie with crushed ice and bezels (Um, um)\nAll the bitches slidin' in, gotta shoot at your dog (Tie my shoes)\nKing Slime, Pluto sniping your broad (Tie my shoes)\nFirst, I was dressed in Burberry, came here with Gucci (Tie my shoes)\nFirst, our bags was Michael Kors, now they Pucci (Tie my shoes)\nMoney got slide all the way in, bought two Maybach Benz (Yeah)\nGot a car dealership, I got my trap scholarship (Ahh)\nI dipped the seats in Louis, custom made (Dip, yeah)\nI hang with sharks and criminals fresh out the cage, nigga (Yeah)\n60 seconds, I'm gone, Nicholas Cage, nigga\n (Yeah)\nI'm in the Phantom, the one with the stars (Swerve, swerve)\nIf you ride with me, gotta take a charge (Let's go)\nGot a .223, I could pull it apart (Slatt)\n2 or 3 freaks, I'ma slide like Jordan (I, I don't)\nI don't lie to no ho, I'm a honest nigga (Honest nigga)\nGucci slippers, I don't run from niggas (Future)\nI'm not a average nigga, I retire strippers (Say)\nFire strippers (Yeah), then I went and hired a stripper [Chorus: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nShoes\n)\nTie, tie my shoes, tie my, tie, tie my shoes (\nShoes\n)\nOver pay my dues, I bick back, I be bool (\nI be bool\n)\nI don't care about you enough to care to tell the truth (\nTruth\n)\n[Post-Chorus: Young Thug & \nFuture\n]\nYeah, I'm in the Rolls the one with the stars (\nZoom\n)\nYeah, I got a clean up crew for the blogs (\nCrew for the blogs, woo\n)\nYeah, you gotta keep that shit cool with the sharks (\nYeah yeah\n)\nYeah, yeah, you wanna be slime you gotta shoot at your dog\n[Outro]\nDY Krazy" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Kid Frankie with the following description: Track #8 off Kush and Orange Juice.\nThe sample is the beat from English R&B band ‘Loose Ends’ No. 1 hit single, “Hangin' on a String”\nSurprisingly, this song is all about money, weed, and bitches.\nPossibly be an allusion to the movie “The Business” where the main character is a young man called Frankie, and his boss calls him “The Kid Frankie”. In his prime he sells massive amounts of drugs, makes a ton of money and gets some women while he’s at it. Either that or a very odd coincidence. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah\nKush and Orange Juice\nFuck it\nKid Frankie\n[Verse 1]\nI live life sucka free\nThat's why the niggas you be with talk down\nLike they don't fuck wit' me\nI get money realistically\nAnd the homies show me love\nGroupies wanna leave the club wit' me\nAin't nothin' to a G\nLet your hair blow in the breeze\nRoll some bomb-ass weed\nGet high, cruise out at jet speed\nDo it like I do it for TV\n675, Damier LV's\n7-somethin' with tax\nAnd when I'm on the plane\nGot the carry-on to match\nNigga that's fly shit\nTryna peek game lil homie, just watch this\nChampagne in my cockpit\nTalkin' bout you got a man, Mami just stop it\nPlease\nAs we proceed\nTo give you what you need\nTo roll up our weed [Hook]\nYou out here talking it\nI'm out here livin it (Out here livin it)\nNiggas know that we doin' our thing\nCause we out here gettin' it, out here gettin' it\nBut I rep the gang gang gang gang gang (Gang gang)\nAin't nothin changed (Nothin changed)\nStill rep the gang (Still rep the gang)\nOkay\n[Verse 2]\nSelf-made, been through what I been through\nSo I know what I know\nI write bomb rap songs tellin bitches what I'm into\nSo the hoes wanna roll\nFirst class roll to another coast\nJust to smoke kush\nI know a nigga who grows\nAnd that's on the real\nMama if you tryna slide gotta bring one for Will\nJust another day in the life\n'Nother plane, 'nother night\nGettin faded wit another nigga wife\nDrinkin hella champagne\nTanqueray wit the Sprite\nThen I'm up in the A.M. to catch another flight\nNiggas reppin the gang\nSimply because everything else lame\nThe fans want real niggas\nThem hoes lookin for change\nI seen it all, player in the game\nFirst they bitin our flow\nNow they jackin our slang [Hook]\nYou out here talking it\nI'm out here livin it (Out here livin it)\nNiggas know that we doin' our thing\nCause we out here gettin' it, out here gettin' it\nBut I rep the gang gang gang gang gang (Gang gang)\nAin't nothin changed (Nothin changed)\nStill rep the gang (Still rep the gang)\nOkay" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called (You Drive Me) Crazy [The Stop Remix!] with the following description: “(You Drive Me) Crazy” is a song recorded by American singer Britney Spears for her debut studio album, …Baby One More Time (1999).\nIt was remixed and eventually released as the album’s third single on August 23, 1999.\n“(You Drive Me) Crazy” was a commercial success, and peaked inside the top ten on the singles charts of seventeen countries. In the United Kingdom, it became Spears' third consecutive single to peak inside the top five, while it reached number 10 in the United States' Hot 100, and peaked at number one in Belgium.\nMusic Video\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nCrazy\nOh, oh, oh oh\n[Verse 1]\nBaby, I'm so into you\nYou got that something, what can I do?\nBaby, you spin me around, oh\nThe earth is moving, but I can't feel the ground\nEvery time you look at me\nMy heart is jumping, it's easy to see\n[Chorus]\nYou drive me crazy, I just can't sleep\nI'm so excited, I'm in too deep\nWhoa, crazy, but it feels alright\nBaby, thinking of you keeps me up all night\n[Verse 2]\nTell me you're so into me\nThat I'm the only one you will see\nTell me I'm not in the blue, oh\nThat I'm not wasting my feelings on you\nEvery time I look at you, my heart is jumping\nWhat can I do?\n[Chorus]\nYou drive me crazy, I just can't sleep\nI'm so excited, I'm in too deep\nWhoa, crazy, but it feels alright\nBaby, thinking of you keeps me up all night\n[Break]\nOh, oh yeah, yeah\nYou drive me crazy, oh\nSing it, oh, crazy, yeah\nYeah\n[Interlude]\nStop!!\nOoh, oh, yeah\n[Chorus]\nYou drive me crazy, baby\nExcited, I'm in too deep, oh\nOh, my, it feels alright\nBaby, thinking of you keeps me up all night\nYou drive me crazy (You drive me crazy)\nI just can't sleep\nI'm so excited, I'm in too deep (Deep, baby)\nOh, crazy, but it feels alright\nBaby, thinking of you keeps me up all night\nSing it, crazy, oh\nOh, crazy, ooh, oh, yeah\nYou drive me crazy, but it feels alright\nBaby, thinking of you keeps me up all night!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Running Back with the following description: This highly anticipated collaboration between Wale and Lil Wayne debuted on ESPN’s First Take. In the song, the rappers muse on the position of running back in American football as it relates to their lifestyles as rappers. Hence the hook: “We ball.”\nWale and Wayne are outspoken sports fans. They recorded the track at Plant Studios in Los Angeles. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Wale]\nBitches want money stacks, I just want my percent\nShe told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back\nYou niggas be fumbling, don't you give 'em no gun again\nThese bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in\nSaid the money be coming in, the money be coming in\nThe money be coming in, the money be coming in\nSee you niggas just run your mouth, yeah\nMy niggas, we run the city\nThe money be coming in, the money be coming in\n[Verse 1: Wale]\nLook, my bitch is on Tumblr\nYour bitch need a tummy tuck\nSince Jesus of Nazareth\nThe realest you've come across\nI be with killers just coming home\nThey only hope is me and the Quran\nThey only wish is for a new chain\nBut they stuck up in the ankle bracelet\nI get the money stacked\nSee the moon's where it's sunny at\nAnd I move where the realest be\nAnd the quickest, see, baby, you gettin' lapped\nYeah, the DMV on the map\nThat's a city, two states if you can count\nI'm as real as I say, I never lie\nSo whenever I go, know I'm runnin' back, eh [Chorus: Wale & \nLil Wayne\n]\nBitches want money stacks (Go), I just want my percent\nShe told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back\nYou niggas be fumbling (\nYeah\n), don't you give 'em no gun again\nThese bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in (\nAyy\n)\nSaid the money be coming in (\nAyy\n), the money be coming in (\nAyy\n)\nThe money be coming in (Yeah), the money be coming in (\nYeah\n)\nSee you niggas just run your mouth, yeah (\nYeah\n)\nMy niggas, we run the city (\nYeah\n)\nThe money be coming in (\nYeah\n), the money be coming in\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne, \nWale\n, \nLil Wayne & Wale\n]\nThese bitches want money stacks\nMe? I want a hundred stacks\nThese bitches sellin' they soul\nWell, I want my money back\nShe bounce it like jumpin' jacks\nBut she got a funny ass\nLook what them booty shots done to that\nThat bitch need her money back, Lord\nShe like the finer things\nShe said I sent her a diamond ring\nShe say I buy her all kinds of things\nShe lie about everything\nI put her on time out and everything\nI cut the bitch off like a thread of string (\nCut\n)\nThese hoes'll say about anything\n'Cause they know that y'all believe everything\nThat's why I get high about every day (\nHah\n)\nAll of this fog like the weather change\n (\nNo, no\n)\nTurn the strip club to a hurricane\nWe got that cocaine, snow flurry gang\nAnd we do not play games 'bout money, mane (\nNo\n)\nShe do something strange for money, mane (\nMoney, money\n)\nYeah, I used to play running back\nI turned that football to a money bag,\n I'm gone (\nCash\n) [Chorus: Wale & \nLil Wayne\n]\nBitches want money stacks, I just want my percent (\nYeah\n)\nShe told me to hit the hole (\nHuh\n), I used to play running back\n (\nYeah\n)\nYou niggas be fumbling (\nHuh\n), don't you give 'em no gun again\n (\nYeah\n)\nThese bitches be flying out, yeah, 'cause money be coming in (\nAyy\n)\nSaid the money be coming in (\nAyy\n), the money be coming in (\nAyy\n)\nThe money be coming in (\nYeah\n), the money be coming in\nSee you niggas just run your mouth, yeah (\nWe balling\n)\nMy niggas, we run the city (\nWe balling\n)\nThe money be coming in (\nWe balling\n), the money be coming in\n[Outro: Lil Wayne, \nWale\n, \nLil Wayne & Wale\n]\nBalling, we \nballing\nWe balling\n, balling (\nBalling\n)\nHey, darling\n (\nHey, darling\n)\nSweet darling (\nHey, darling\n), you know we ballin'\nWe balling, Wale, fuck with me\nMula, baby\nYeah, Blue Moon, yeah\nWe gon' ball all season, whole season and post-season\nFor no reason, fuck with me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Street Dreams with the following description: In “Street Dreams”, Logic pays homage to the great Harlem legend Big L.\nThe song describes a wild night on the road, running from the cops with his friend C Dot Castro, only to realize at the end that it was all a dream. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: DJ Premier (Sampled)]\nBig L—rest in peace\n[Verse]\n2 a.m, just got outta the bar, headed toward my car\nMe and Castro kind of blown 'cause we parked so far\nWalkin' down the street, spot a couple of goonies on the creep\nPocket full of cash, so we dash fast, to avoid they ass\n'Cause we know they trailin' now we on the run\nHeavily inhaling, exhaling as I begin to caress my gun\nWe gettin' closer to our destination\nI always mind my business but, somehow I find myself in these situations\nDeath what I'm facin' if I give up now\nThey started poppin', so you know we exchangin' bullets in the street\nHe dropped one, but I graze another\nAnd in the heat of the moment I thought about my girl and how much I love her\nPrayin' to god that tonight wasn't my last supper\n'Cause they tryin' to spill my blood and break me for this bread\nMotherfucker take all this lead, yeah, that's what I said\nThat's two down and two to go\nBut, then the others disappeared, yo\nSo, now we on the roll, finally made it back to the car\nMy homie thinkin' that we all good, but hold up, there they are\nBuckin' fast in the XLR\nGoddamn what a mission, thought process, keys to ignition\nTryna ditch ‘em, so now we in the whip speedin'\nDodgin' bullets as we proceedin' to my man Lenbo\nThese bammers try to play us like Nintendo, hell no\nHit him on the phone, let him know we wasn't alone\nComin' through the zone, my homie picked up before the dial tone\n\"What up my man, what's good? Is everything okay?\"\nHell nah, get your heater and be ready to spray\nPulled up to his crib and my man was ready to go, hah\nJumped in the back with a semi-automatic\nBustin' erratic, quite the lethal weapon addict, so we let 'em have it\nWeaving in and out of traffic until we lost 'em\nWhippin' for a couple of minutes wishin' we could've tossed ‘em\nSo now I'm drivin, thankin' God that I'm still survivin'\nReceived the call from my man Boss, he was chillin' and vibin'\nSaid he was on the road, found out about a block away\nSo, I said “let’s get up, I got a story that’ll blow you away”\nCouple minutes passed, met up at a red light\nCalled him on his celly, said \"Let's hit the deli and grab a bite\"\nSo now it's me, Lenbo and Castro inside of my car\nPlus, my homie Boss trailin' behind us, but not too far\nNow we on the strip, everybody cool and legit\n'Til I hear my man Castro yell out \"Oh shit!\"\nHere come the motherfuckers again out the blue like a crip\nThey must've followed us, tryna take out the whole lot of us\nNow they bustin' at Boss, one blew his tire, made him crash\nNow they comin' for ours, I hit the uey, while my man blast\nHit the passenger in the dome, now his brain’s up on the dash\nThe driver stopped, tryna clean the blood up off the glass\nGivin' us just enough time to go and pick up Boss' ass\nAll together, started raining, I hate this weather\nBut it didn't matter, only thing on my mind is vendetta\n'Cause now it's four-to-one, he scared as shit and we chasin' son\nHit the highway, doin' it up by a buck and some\nCastro halfway out the sunroof firin'\nNo fear, so, I guess that's what I do admire him\nDucking strays, ‘til he caught one in his shoulder\nFell back, gushin' blood, but my man a soldier\nHe hit the exit, now we whippin' through the city\nContemplating, how the situations getting shitty\nNow we out of ammo, so we sped up to the side of his ride\nIntending to collide, hit him quick and watched the whip slide\nMy man Boss grabbed the gat from Lenbo, half out the window\nShot the gas tank, we watched the whole thing blow\nNow we laughin' headed to the hospital for Castro\n*Laughter*\nOh no, I guess popo got wind of the blow\n'Cause like 15 cars came out of nowhere yo\nAnd now they on pursuit, didn't even hesitate to shoot\nMurder weapon possession and a trunk full of loot\nIf we get caught it's either life or death so fuck 'em\nMight as well go out blazin', we just might duck 'em\nHit a hard right, doing 120 through a warehouse\nHit the lights and the engine so they don’t know our whereabouts\nJust around the corner was a bridge out of the city\nNo cops in sight, me and my homies feelin' giddy\nMy man Castro, was like “Fuck them coppers”\nBut, speak of the devil 'cause appeared two choppers\nThey lights on us, callin' out cars to our location\nMind racin', checked the rearview\nSaw every cop from the fuckin' station, their boat was comin'\nAnd the bridge was risin', you shoulda saw it\nTold my boys to buckle up, because I’m ‘bout to floor it\nEverything was perfectly aligned and we was at a good speed\nMy homie Lenbo didn't hesitate to spark the good weed\nFeelin' like I'm home free halfway up the ramp\nEscape is my goal, but, open fire hit the tire\nNow we outta control, off of the bridge we go [Skit: Logic & \n[?]\n]\nLogic, yo Logic, yo, wake up man, Logic, yo, wake up, man, Logic, wake up, man\nWassup?\nWe're finally here, man\nOh\nThe studio, let's go\nOh, all right, all right\nI just had the craziest fucking dream, dawg" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Good Guy with the following description: This song mainly continues off of the previous track on the album, “Nice Guy,” in which Eminem talks about confusing relationships and how he tries to turn them into stable, healthy relationships. Jessie Reyez is also featured on the track. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse: Eminem]\nHere we go aga-ain, from heroes to villains\nUsed to be your Romeo, but we both were jilted\nA couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with\nBut still, it gave me hope that we'll get\nThrough it together, a severed earlobe\nMailed to you in a E-N-V-E-lope\nWould be dope, but what kind of lengths can you go?\nPull a Vincent van Gogh, just to convince a damn ho (Damn ho)\nTo be a housewife who outright lies\nShe's blackout drunk, now she's backin' out my drive\nI ran outside, why is she tryna act out?\nShe's just about my size, hit me in the mouth twice\nGuys, when someone you'd die for\nSticks a steak knife in your heart, do you try more?\nAnother late night in, she stumbles through my door\nLets the daylight in and all we do's fight more\nAnd I ain't violent, but she's goin' through my drawers \n(Illa, Illa, Illa)\nTo plant the K-Y in, I'm gettin' accused by a whore\nWho smells like St. Ides and who's prob'ly screwed five more\nGuys, sucked eight-nine men\nI'm takin' two-by-fours to our eight-by-tens\nBitch, it's you I tore out the frame, I win\nPut up a new high score, beat this game I'm in\nAnd here's some two-ply for when you date my friends\nIn order to wipe your ass when you moved your bowels\nWhen we renewed our vows, this the thanks I get?\nI'm waitin' for the day I can\nHear you say, \"Marshall, what a skank I've been.\"\n\"And there's a new guy, you're being replaced by him.\"\nGot your tubes tied for him, got that boob job for him\nHurts me to my core, but the pain I'm in\nAfter you, I swore to make the grey skies end\nHere come the rays like when\nYou get a pay hike and\nAm I the good guy or do I just play like him (Illa, Illa, Illa)\nAnd hope that he dumps you?\nIt's like a dream come true, just to scream \"Fuck you!\" (Fuck you!)\nGuess you take life in the same way you play dice then\n'Cause you just look at me and roll them little snake eyes in\nSince— [Chorus: Jessie Reyez]\nSince you bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\nThey'll call me guilty\nYou bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\nEven though you know the real me\nYou can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\nAnd I ain't in my feelings, \nI'm out\nBut I'll let you say that you're the good guy\n'Cause this ain't what love looks like\nYou can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\nI ain't in my feelings, \nI'm out\nBut I'll let you say that you're the good guy\nPlay like you're the good guy\nPlay like, play like, play like you're the good guy" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Don’t Stop! with the following description: Over a Spanish-influenced beat, Kanye West, Lupe Fiasco and Pharrell trade bars on their first single together in nearly 3 years.\nChild Rebel Soldier (Kanye, Lupe and Pharrell) formed in 2007 and released the single “Us Placers” on Kanye’s mixtape Can’t Tell Me Nothing; it soon gained notoriety for its lyrical depth and for the sheer star power. This was then followed by a stellar remix of N.E.R.D. song “Everyone Nose” that included future G.O.O.D. Music signee Pusha T.\n“Don’t Stop!” was actually recorded shortly after the “Everyone Nose” remix, but it wasn’t released until 2010 as part of Yeezy’s G.O.O.D. Fridays weekly release project.\nPharrell and Kanye couldn’t have dropped better verses, but they’re going up against the RapGenius™ King of Lyrical Trickiness; naturally, Lupe shines on the track (which has some history to it…) Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Pharrell Williams]\nUgh, what\n[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]\nExplain yourself, how you sound like me?\nThe motherfucking Skateboard P\nKnowing that you're Milo, playing games like Cee-lo\nIn a tight situation like speedos\nYou can have it your way like Carlito\nMy niggas would be happy to give y'all torpedoes\nAnd have your car twisted like a blunt\nFor you faggot-ass niggas that like to front\nI'm on some BBC Bape shit, I'm on some cake shit\nIn the kitchen with the heat, making beats in my apron\nYou hating and you want to erase it\nClose your eyes when you know you can't take it\nMy flow interrupts your homeostasis\nI Rolls-Royce it on a regular basis\nYou talk street shit, it sound like sweet shit\nStraight licorice, you niggas sound ticklish\n80K large for the Hermès dream\nPurple croc in all your magazines\nHunger strike yourself, look like Céline\nDion, me and my niggas like Freon\nYour bitch is on my pecan, she got an ass you can eat on\nTry to play tough like the leather on a Vuitton\nI hit it 'til I could seat on, tryna get her freak on\nAsk me to R. Kelly ya and get peed on\nI said, \"That ain't me, ma\"\nThat eight behind me still got the burner\nYes, the Enzo is still\n black like Sojourner\nTruth, I might have just loosened a tooth\nSpitting what I did in the booth, I'm out, poof [Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]\nCarrera, raised in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle era\nWater-bearer tell the truth, I dare you\nYou lie, so eat this whole bottle of these jalapeño peppers\nFor terror made in America too live\nFuck the property or give me my props properly\nHigh off life, this high technology, DeVry\nI rep Muhammad Ali, more like rap-ology\nMy policy's not to be dishonestly deprived\nSo gimme that, gimme that, keep God where my city at\nI'm like Steak With Fries but never died\nThey wanna Ghostface, wanna be me\nBut they will post-haste follow me into the afterlife\nThat means you going right after I've\nBut I'm the hero, sorta like Jack Sparrow\nSo some way, somehow, I have survived\nHa, ha, surprised?\nWho is he that we see coming over the tides?\nIn a speed boat, boatload of pride\nFall of Rome, dress-shirted and mastermind tie\nHe what happens when rapping and avant garde fashion collides\nOMG, it's the C from the CRS\nLOL-ing at you haters, tell your BFFs like\n[Verse 3: Kanye West]\nYes, Mr. West, turn that new Child Rebel\nLoud as a badass child level\nWho need a chorus? We do it Tyrannosaurus\nTyrone, it's been a year with no phone\nCould you explain how high is your zone?\nWe'll take the plane, rub his nose in cocaine\nThere's hoes in magazines you layin' saying you're lame\nAnd for the hate in advance, pull down your pants\nMake 'em kiss both cheeks like we living in France\nDiamonds blue, his business manager's Jewish\nAnd if I get sued, my lawyers Jews\nSome girls do grab the cojones\nSay, \"You got enough diamonds to at least Sierra loan us\"\nBrand new Ferraris, I gotta make the donuts\nCRS is like a hip-hop Christmas bonus\nNiggas is hating on the internet, I couldn't tell\nI was too busy rapping G.O.O.D. as hell\nI was too busy flying, parasail\nTo Colette to get the new shit that Paris sell\nTarantino, Da Vinci, getting Benjis\nGet half-off at Fendi, half of that's to Cindy's\nHopped out the spaceship, put my Mork in Mindy\nPopped too many corks to let you dorks offend me\nProps in New York but Chi-Town's the city\nGet my groupie hoochies Gucci, Monica Belluccis\nAre those the real millionaires or the bindis?\nI'm so ultra, I'm even over Oprah\nBut let me check your account, haha, no sir" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Me & The Rhythm with the following description: Selena sings about what music does to her – and to people in general. It’s an upbeat track and the music fits the lyrics well: it makes you want to move like nothing else really matters.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by: Matt Man & Da Robin]\n[Written By: Julia Michaels, Justin Tranter, Matt Man, Da Robin, & Selena Gomez]\n[Verse 1]\nOoh, the rhythm takes you over\nTakes you to a different place\nA different space\nOoh, the smoke is getting closer\nI can feel our young blood race\nThrough cityscapes\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd everybody wants to be touched\nEverybody wants to get some\nBut don't you play a song about love\nWhen I move my body\nI don't have to talk about none\nLet the chemicals do its stuff\n'Til the energy is too much\n[Chorus]\nYeah, all I need\nIs the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm\nNothing between\nYeah, the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm\nAnd I know, I know, I know\nI can't fight it\nI won't, I won't, I won't\nDeny it\nOh no, oh no, oh no\nI'd be lying\nIf I said I didn't need\nYeah, the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm [Verse 2]\nOoh, I start to feel it now\nFeeling like I'm truly free\nI'm free in me\nOoh, the heat's a common ground\nNo matter what's your history\nBe free with me, oh\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd everybody wants to be touched\nEverybody wants to get some\nBut don't you play a song about love\nWhen I move my body\nI don't have to talk about none\nLet the chemicals do its stuff\n'Til the energy is too much\n[Chorus]\nYeah, all I need\nIs the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm\nNothing between\nYeah, the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm\nAnd I know, I know, I know\nI can't fight it\nI won't, I won't, I won't\nDeny it\nOh no, oh no, oh no\nI'd be lying\nIf I said I didn't need\nYeah, the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm [Bridge]\nIf you feel like you're the spark\nThen come out of the dark\nIf you feel like you're the spark\nThen come out of the dark\nIf you feel like you're the spark\nThen come out of the dark\nIf you feel like you're the spark\nThen come out of the dark\n[Chorus]\nYeah, all I need\nIs the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm\nNothing between\nYeah, the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm\nAnd I know, I know, I know\nI can't fight it\nI won't, I won't, I won't\nDeny it\nOh no, oh no, oh no\nI'd be lying\nIf I said I didn't need\nYeah, the rhythm\nMe and the rhythm" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I Love You All The Time with the following description: Imagine Dragons took part in the Eagles of Death Metal “Play It Forward Campaign” which featured numerous artists playing their hit song, “I Love You All The Time” for iTunes and Spotify revenue in order to support France after a violent terrorist attack on 13 November 2015. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI'm never alone, I look at my phone\nIf I call you up, you're never at home\nI love you all the time\nI'm fueled up and high, a man among guys\nA smile on my face, no reason to cry\nI love you all the time\n[Chorus]\nI can tell by that look in your eye\nKind of look that roams around, and sees another guy\nI can tell you're gonna take your love away\nI can tell by that look in your eye\nKind of look that roams around, and sees another guy\nI would beg you if I thought it would make you stay\n[Verse 2]\nCe soir c'est le soir et toi avec moi\nEt tu viens me voir, très bien ouh la la\nI love you all the time\nTu ne réponds pas, ah dis-moi pourquoi\nThis ain't au revoir, together voilà\nI love you all the time\n[Chorus]\nI can tell by that look in your eye\nKind of look that roams around, and sees another guy\nI can tell you're gonna take your love away\nI can tell by that look in your eye\nKind of look that roams around, and sees another guy\nI would beg you if I thought it would make you stay [Outro]\nAh dis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi...\nDis-moi pourquoi..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Without Me (Remix) with the following description: Upon “Without Me” passing Ariana Grande’s “thank u, next” on the Hot 100 and scoring her first solo number one hit on the chart, Halsey released the remix for the track alongside Juice WRLD.\nThe track dives deeper into Ashley’s personal life, rather than one of the characters she often embodies in her albums. Lyrically, both Halsey and Juice WRLD focus on the constant undulation of being with a lover who consistently hurts and takes advantage of you.\nUpon release of the track, fans could buy a limited edition seven-inch vinyl that contained the original track and the Illenium Remix alongside a download for the Juice WRLD-accompanied record. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Juice WRLD]\nAh-all I ever wanted\n[Verse 1: Halsey]\nFound you when your heart was broke\nI filled your cup until it overflowed\nTook it so far to keep you close (Keep you close)\nI was afraid to leave you on your own\n[Pre-Chorus: Halsey, \nHalsey & Juice WRLD\n]\nI said I'd catch you if you fall \n(Fall)\nAnd if they laugh, then fuck ’em all \n(All)\nAnd then I got you off your knees\nPut you right back on your feet\nJust so you could take advantage of me\n[Chorus: Halsey]\nTell me, how's it feel sittin' up there?\nFeelin’ so high, but too far away to hold me\nYou know I'm the one who put you up there\nName in the sky, does it ever get lonely?\nThinking you could live without me\nThinking you could live without me\nBaby, I'm the one who put you up there\nI don't know why (Yeah, I don't know why)\nThinking you could live without me\nLive without me\nBaby, I'm the one who put you up there\nI don't know why (I don't know why, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: Halsey]\nGave love ’bout a hundred tries (Hundred tries)\nJust running from the demons in your mind\nThen I took yours and made ’em mine (Mine)\nI didn't notice ’cause my love was blind\n[Pre-Chorus: Halsey, \nHalsey & Juice WRLD\n]\nI said I'd catch you if you fall \n(Fall)\nAnd if they laugh, then fuck 'em all \n(All)\nAnd then I got you off your knees\nPut you right back on your feet\nJust so you could take advantage of me\n[Chorus: Halsey, \nHalsey & Juice WRLD\n]\nTell me, how's it feel sittin’ up there?\nFeelin' so high but too far away to hold me\nYou know I'm the one who put you up there\nName in the sky, does it ever get lonely?\nThinking you could \nlive without me\nThinking you could \nlive without me\nBaby, I'm the one who \nput you up there\nI don't know \nwhy\n (Yeah, I don't know why)\nThinking you could \nlive without me\nLive without me\nBaby, I'm the one who put you up there\nI don't know why, yeah [Verse 3: Juice WRLD]\nI'm sad inside, but I know it's for the best, right?\nYou had to realize where you drew the line\nI would cross the line a thousand times\nYou've got what I need, bae, I need your spotlight\nAlong the lines of social suicide, I refuse to die not by your side\nSo I'll take what I can from you, then I'll hide\nAnd save the \"Lucid Dreams\" for another time\nI still hate it when you're not there\nI know I should, I know I should, but no, I don't care\nI still hate it when you're not there\nThis life's not fair, took advantage of that\n[Chorus: Halsey, \nJuice WRLD\n, & \nBoth\n]\nTell me, how's it feel sittin' up there? \n(Ah-ah)\nFeelin' so high, but too far away to hold me \n(Life's not fair)\nYou know I'm the one who put you up there \n(Ayy, ayy, yeah)\nName in the sky, does it ever get lonely? \n(Lonely)\nThinking you could \nlive without me\nThinking you could \nlive without me\nBaby, I'm the one who \nput you up there\nI don't know \nwhy" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sapiosexual with the following description: One of Ab-Soul’s nicknames is YMF\n(Young Mind Fuck)\n\n\n\n\nHe shows us why he has this nickname in this song. He says this song is about using intricate words to get with a woman. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Ab-Soul, \nB-Diddy\n, \nSZA\n]\nYou recording, bitch?\nGreat minds fuck each other\nUh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh\nUh, uh, let-let me fuck your mind uh\nYMF, nigga\n[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]\nNa-nasty motherfucker, might fuck without a rubber-\nDucky, if you're lucky\nOnly if you're lucky though, don't tell my mother\nAm-am I too blunt?\nShe said uh-uh, then I lit the blunt\nYoung Mind Fuck, what the fuck? She was such a—\n[Hook: Ab-Soul, \nSZA\n, & \nJae Crizz\n]\nSapio\n Sexual (think about it, baby)\nLet me fuck your mind\nLet me, let me fuck your mind\nLet me hit it from the back, let me hit in rewind\nSapio\n Sexual, \nSapio\n Sexual\n(Think about it)\nLet me fuck your mind\nShe got that thing twerkin'\nLet me, let me fuck your mind\nShe got that thing twerkin' [Verse 2: Ab-Soul]\nLet me choke you up (murder scene!)\nLet me poke you up (bomb bomb)\nPussy make you wanna call 9 (one, one)\nGreatest of all time like Mike (one, one)\nCheck mine (one two)\nNow your brain is (all mine!)\nMake it rhyme, why you worry about my double enten'?\nTo-tongue on the clit, finger fuckin' (throwin' gang signs)\nOh shit, know them hoes told you bout the Druggies\nMight lick your asshole, don't judge me (don't wuwwy!)\nYoung Mind Fuck, what the fuck? Yeah, I'm in this bitch\nAnd I'm in your bitch, ain't that a bitch? I'm lookin' like (Switch!)\nLight switch, click, then I'm in the mall like swish! (baller, mane)\nYou with the hips, you and your uterus could use a lift\nUh, kiss the lips on your face and below your waist (mwah)\nAskin' rhetorical questions like \"Whose is this?\"\nThere is Only 1, she got that thing twerkin'\nAnd one thing is for certain, yeah, she's a—\n[Hook: Ab-Soul, \nSZA\n, & \nJae Crizz\n]\nSapio\n Sexual (think about it, baby)\nLet me fuck your mind\nLet me, let me fuck your mind\nLet me hit it from the back, let me hit in rewind\nSapio\n Sexual, \nSapio\n Sexual\n(Think about it)\nLet me fuck your mind\nShe got that thing twerkin'\nLet me, let me fuck your mind\nShe got that thing twerkin' [Bridge: Isaiah Rashad & \nAb-Soul\n]\nTake 'em to church!\nIf you don't know, man, better ask somebody!\nLet me fuck your mind!\nIf you don't know, man, better ask somebody!\nSomebody, somebody, somebody\nIf you don't know, man\nIf you don't know, man, better ask somebody!\n[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]\nWhatever you choose, whatever you do\nMake sure he a thug and intelligent too\n (true)\nDown to ditch but’ll still school you\nMake you happy but fuck you like he mad at you\nPull your weave back, (lick around your areola)\nNever sober, always gettin' bent, bend over!\nHaha, no really though, bend over and touch your toes\nMami, let me see what you can do (work!)\nCrizzle my scrilla, Soulo that nigga\nSoul! (Work!) Cole World!\nUh, little nasty, this one for my—\n[Hook: Ab-Soul, \nSZA\n, & \nJae Crizz\n]\nSapio\n Sexual (think about it, baby)\nLet me fuck your mind\nLet me, let me fuck your mind\nLet me hit it from the back, let me hit in rewind\nSapio\n Sexual, \nSapio\n Sexual\n(Think about it)\nLet me fuck your mind\nShe got that thing twerkin'\nLet me, let me fuck your mind\nShe got that thing twerkin'" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Go Crazy (Remix) with the following description: The remix of Chris Brown and Young Thug’s hit song, “Go Crazy,” was announced by Chris Brown on Instagram on February 16, 2021, nine months after the original’s release.\nAlthough Chris and Thug are listed as a duo, only Breezy retains his vocals on the song. He is joined by Future, Lil Durk, and Mulatto. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Chris Brown]\nGet me lit (Oh, yeah)\n(\nOh, is that Kaniel again?\n)\nGo crazy (Oh, yeah)\nIt's the remix, remix, remix (Oh, remix)\nGo crazy (Oh)\nYeah, babe, I can put you on a flight\n(\nAyy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back\n)\nIt's the remix, remix, remix\n[Verse 1: Lil Durk]\nDurkio, take a Perkio and tell me you been hurt before\nStim' check got you livin' life, but you ain't workin' though\nHermes said that wait long, I'm the first to know\nShe ain't in control, she want a birth, can get a Birkin though\nGo crazy through the trap and show me love now\nCan't allow one hundred niggas wavin' her on Clubhouse\nOff the '42 with my dawg, I feel like Dugg now\nI done sipped so much pints of red, I think I'm Blood now\nI'm from the trenches for sure, for sure\nYou got my back? Let me know, me know\nIn Post Oaks, homie close, we close\nRolls truck, hit the button just to close the door, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nTrips to your crib in the middle of the night\nI know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right\nDamn, babe, I can put you on a flight\nYou know that a nigga like me can change your life [Chorus: Chris Brown, \nYoung Thug\n, \nLatto\n]\nOh, baby\nEverything you do is amazing\nAin't nobody watchin', go crazy\nI got what you need\nEverybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby (Oh)\nEverything you do is amazing (\nYeah\n)\nAin't nobody watchin', go crazy (\nBig Latto\n)\nI got what you need\nEverybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby\n[Verse 2: Latto]\nI let him hit it once, he went brazy (Brr)\nFucked around and left his old lady (Haha)\nGucci and Prada me if you proud of me (Ah)\nGive me brain like psychology (Ah)\nBig 'Latto, he tryna hit the lottery (Lotto)\nWrist and my necklace (Ice), on chill, Netflix (Ice)\nI ain't stunt no other nigga 'cause he got the best dick (Uh)\nAnd I got that wet shit (Ooh), he know not to test this (Ah)\nIf I leave him, he'll be lookin' for me in his next bitch, uh\nThroat baby, I go throat crazy (Mm)\nHe put me in that Corvette, that's why these hoes hate me (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)\nFuck they opinion 'cause we grown (Uh)\nTurn a one-night-stand into a happy home (Haha), on God [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nTrips to your crib in the middle of the night\nI know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right\nDamn, babe, I can put you on a flight\nYou know that a nigga like me can change your life\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nOh, baby\nEverything you do is amazing (Oh)\nAin't nobody watchin', go crazy (I got what you need)\nI got what you need\nEverybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby\n[Verse 3: Future, \nChris Brown\n]\nI cheat on you, you cheat on me, you ain't loyal\nThey think you shy, but you're a freak, that's why I spoil\nI could've hit it for the free, Christian Dior you\nI'm sweepin' you off of your feet in the space shuttle\nI come through, go swimmin' in the middle of the night\nWe trendin' worldwide 'cause, baby, we on fire\nHad a threesome with a Muslim and a Christian\nI swapped our religions, felt like Jesus Christ when I did it (\nOh\n, \nayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back\n)\nHave you ever went skinny dippin' on a flight?\nPJ came with a bag full of ice, oh, baby\nI could change up your life\nSolitary's whiter than rice, goin' crazy\nI could have whispered to this bitch on this remix (\nOh\n)\nShe just came out of Twitter, I can see it\nLike the pussy the enemy, every time gotta kill it\nChandelier baguettes, look like we fuckin' in the mirror\nBreak your back, Kelly got you flyer than a kite\nRichest nigga she fucked, made her a virgin twice\nDon't block none of these goofies, just curve these guys\nReminisce 'bout you had when you see what I got\nYou're amazin', when it come down to showin' you mine\nYou my favorite girl, they all wanna know why\nI done changed wardrobes, I done changed your style\nI'ma change your life, girl, tell me it's about time [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nTrips to your crib in the middle of the night (Trips to your crib)\nI know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right (Down right, baby)\nDamn, babe, I can put you on a flight (Oh)\nYou know that a nigga like me can change your life\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nYoung Thug\n]\nOh, baby\nEverything you do is amazing\nAin't nobody watchin', go crazy (Now)\nI got what you need\nEverybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby (Yeah, oh)\nEverything you do is amazing (Yeah, \nyeah\n)\nAin't nobody watchin', go crazy\nI got what you need\nEverybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Come and Go (Reference) with the following description: This is a reference track, created for Lil Uzi Vert, leaked in early 2016. Uzi later used parts of the hook for his chorus on Rambo Savage’s 2018 song “That’s on You”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook]\nAnd you know one thing that's great about that problem\nThat it's not my problem\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\nYou know one thing that's great about that problem\nThe fact that that's not my problem\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\nYou know one thing that's great about that problem\nIs that the fact that it's not my problem\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\nThat's on you bitch\nWho knew\n[Verse 1]\nI'm a owner and a consumer\nThumper larger than uma nigga\nFucks with all the rumors\nI got [?]\nI need 40 acres and it's 2 less\n[?] pool-less\nOh I need 40 acres and a girl that got a mule ass\nI fucked three white girls this evening\nToughen up when I'm overdone\nFucked three white girls this evening\nMartin Luther King be proud of it cause I overcome\n[KANYE YELL 1]\nGot that one out\nGot that one off\n[KANYE YELL 2]\nBumping off to tell a nigga something [Hook]\nWant to know one thing about that problem\nThe fact its not my problem\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\n[Verse 2]\nNow 4 dose I'm overdosing\n[?] when I [?]\nI own the remote in the old sofa\nNow I go [?]\nThump-a-dump-a-dee-dump\nBumping a nigga then I need to know\nGotta di-di-di-di-do eat it though\n[?] needs dough\nNiggas be all on when they need ya\nNumma numma all on when they need ya\nThen they forget to repay you\nI call that shit nigga-nesia\nThis right here this is a speed bump\nWe goin up when the knee jump\nI'mma go pump for a knee jerk\nMotherfuckers working like they need work [Hook]\nThe only good thing about that problem\nIt really ain't my problem\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\nThat's on you bitch\nThat's on you\n[Outro]\nWhere y'all niggas at?\nWhere y'all niggas at?\nWhere y'all niggas at?\nWhat's up nigga\nWhere y'all niggas at?\nWhere y'all niggas at?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 1989 Interview with Paul McGuire with the following description: Taylor took part in an interview with CMT’s Paul McGuire that was televised on the day 1989 came out. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Paul: There's no big fancy introduction, I don't think we really need one. We just start talking.\nTaylor: I mean, yeah, we could do that.\nWe could do that, right?\nYeah. I mean, did you have a fancy introduction planned?\nNo?\nDid you have a song prepared?\nDo we really, well, funny you should mention - no, no song. No song prepared, that's not gonna -\nNot at all? And I came all the way to Canada.\nFocusing on the year 1989, it was a great year. Do you know what the Best Picture that year was?\nI do not.\nThe movie that won Best Picture in 1989: \nRain Man.\nAmazing!\nGood movie, right? Fantastic.\nGood movie. The Album of the Year, do you know the [?] that won a \nGrammy\n? It's the first time that this has happened, really, to you?\nYeah.\nIn an interview about an album called \n1989\n?\nWell, I just figured you'd just want to show off your knowledge.\nWell, it's the internet, it's not really showing off.\nOkay.\nGeorge Michael's \nFaith\n!\nAmazing!\nAlbum of the Year.\nThis is actually educational.\nIt's pretty good, right? But I was happy that it wasn't, like, there weren't too sketchy things. Those were really good things that stand up. \nRain Man\n is still great to watch, \nFaith\n is still a fantastic album.\n\"Like a Prayer\" by Madonna came out in 1989, one of the most influential pop songs and music videos of all time. You were born.\nI was in 1989 for two weeks.\nYeah, that's okay. That's okay.\nBut it still happened in that year.\nIt happened in 1989. You've only released a studio album four times previous to this, so this is something that doesn't happen to you all that often. So, the title of it -\nIt's really important.\nThe theme of it is really important, right? When was the moment you decided it was gonna be \n1989\n?\nActually, no one... this is why I like talking to you, because no one has ever come at it from this angle and actually asked me that specific question. It's actually a really interesting moment. I remember exactly when I decided that I was gonna call it \n1989.\n \nIt was the night of the Grammys this year.\n After the Grammys I didn't go to any afterparties or anything, I kind of wanted to go home and eat In-N-Out Burger with my friends. I remember going home and playing a lot of the new music I had recorded for some of my backup singers and one of my best friends. We were all sitting in the kitchen and I was playing them all this music, and they were just saying, ‘you know, this is very eighties. It’s very clear to us that this is so eighties.’ We were just talking and talking about how it’s kind of a rebirth in a new genre, how that’s a big bold step, how, kind of, starting a part of your career over. When they left that night, I just had this very clear moment of, ‘it’s gotta be called \n1989\n. It's gotta be called that. We're talking about creative rebirth, my birth year, the album is eighties-influenced.' I didn't know I was doing that but I was doing that.\nYou didn't know you were doing that?\nI didn't mean to do it, I just was doing it. And so, then, after that, I really was able to focus on the, kind of, eighties sonic concept. And then it really came together as a very sonically cohesive project.\nWere you still writing songs in the traditional way, with a guitar?\nYes and no, I mean, some of them I wrote on piano, some of them I wrote on guitar. Some of them I would think of some synth line in my head and sing it into my phone and send it to my co-writers and say, ‘do you think this would sound cool?’\nLike, without words, just singing the, kind of, synth line? Yeah! Or singing a drum beat over top of it, and I would send it to them and I'd go, ‘I don’t have the right keyboard to make this sound in my house. I just have a piano and a guitar, but let me play it for you on piano and let you know what I think the bassline should be, and we can start there.’ Or it would be a first line of a first verse, or it would be, sort of, an image that I wanted to create a feeling around. We would just start with this image I had, or a story. It was a lot different than making any of my other albums.\nIt was?\nYeah.\nBiggest difference was what?\nThe biggest difference was that I didn't have any, I didn't have any boundaries around me production-wise. You know, one of my favorite things about country music is that it taught me how to tell stories. Coming up in the Nashville songwriting community was the greatest thing that could've ever happened to me because it taught me how to weave a story together with very, um, very detailed, personal details but also some, kind of, like, poetic, purple imagery. I love, kind of, I love how it all came about with my career, but at this point, it felt like I wanted to go and run in a direction that I had never run in before, which was, \"I wanna be able to use whatever instruments I want, whatever drum sounds I want, whatever vocal stylings I want. I want to build and layer things, and I don't want someone to say, 'well, this isn't country.'\" You know? And for me to be trying to prove that it was. So the reason this felt like a much more free experience was because I was able to write songs without the worry people would say it wasn't in the genre it was supposed to be in. So in labelling it pop and just calling it what it was, you know, when you make a pop album nobody's gonna look at it and say, \"well, that's not pop.\" So I didn't have any restraints on me.\nJason Aldean recently said something about how you're not gonna hear him writing a song about being a Wall Street stock broker because he doesn't even know where Wall Street's at, and that was the -\nHe's gotta know where that is.\nI think he-\nIt's in New York.\nThat's where he keeps his money.\nHe's gotta know. He knows where it's at.\nI think he was trying to say, just why -\nI get what he's trying to say, though. Sorry, I was just, like, my dad is a stock broker who would've just been, like, his brain would be, like, [*brain exploding gestures.*]\nI understand that that's his life and talking about, \"this is where I grew up, what I grew up knowing.\" What you grew up knowing is much different. It's international.\nYeah.\nIt's the world. You've been traveling the world for a long time.\nI completely understand what he was saying there, because, I mean, with me, it's the same thing. It's like, as my life has changed, I need to continue to write about it, and I need to continue to write about even the things that change, like moving to New York and, you know, focusing more on my girlfriends rather than boyfriends. Like, these are things that are, kind of, the focal point of this new album. \nAnd as much of when I was in high school, I would sing about what my life was, which was, you know, sneaking out at night, and driving in trucks with your first boyfriend, and falling in love, and that, kind of, innocent summer romance thing, small towns, dirt roads. That was actually my life in high school.\n It's not anymore. So if I were to continue to write songs about that, I feel like it would be very disingenuous, and as a songwriter, that's the exact opposite of the goal I'm trying to accomplish.\nIn listening to the songs I've heard already, they're still, they're very much story songs. You tell a story in each one. There's a beginning, a middle, and an end, and that's something that you focus on.\nDefinitely. I mean, I think that's kind of engrained in me, and that's the one part of my songwriting that I don't think should change as everything else does. I think that my fans have gotten used to receiving my diary entries every two years, and getting that album and going, \"oh, this is what she's been through the last two years.\"\nI meet a bunch of people who are in the public eye, but not quite like, there's nobody in the public eye like you. There's a few on the planet, and there's nothing that could prepare you for that. Am I right? There's nothing in life that could prepare you for that.\nI feel really lucky because I don't feel like I was shot out of a cannon, you know? A lot of people have their first single come out and it is everywhere, and all of a sudden they have a triple-platinum single, and there's all this anticipation about their album and then, all of a sudden, people start to tear them down, and it all happens over the course of six months to a year. My career build, I mean, we're going on, it's about nine years now since I put out my first album?\nThe record label was signed in 2005, right? The record deal rather, sorry.\nWe're going on almost ten years, so it's been a really, really gradual arc, and that doesn't mean that sometimes it doesn't feel that it's at a crazy fever pitch that no one could ever prepare you for, but as much as you could possibly be prepared for it, I feel like time has kind of prepared me for it. I mean, some days I wake up and am absolutely overwhelmed by how abnormal my life is. It's not normal to have security with you wherever you go. It's not normal to have assistants. It's not normal to have hair and makeup every day. It's not normal -\nTo give you people heat for holding a cat a certain way on the streets of New York.\nThat cat loves being held like that!\nI know! No, I know! \nBut you can't do anything without somebody at some point on some website, \"well, the cat doesn't, this isn't right for the cat to be out like that.\"\nThe cat loves it. The cat, here's the thing -\nIs that Olivia?\nYeah, that's Olivia. Yeah, you're right, exactly. And when everything that you do is debated upon, scrutinized, questioned, everybody feels entitled to ask you why you did everything. There are days where I feel really, really okay with that, honestly, but then there are days where I just, am kind of overwhelmed by all of it, and I think that that's okay. I try to encourage my fans that they don't have to feel confident every day, they don't have to feel happy every day, they don't have to feel pretty every day, they don't have to feel wanted every day. That they shouldn't put added, extra pressure on themselves to feel happy when they're not, you know? I think being honest with yourself emotionally is really important.\nWhen you signed that record deal in 2005, is there any advice you would go back and give to that girl that was signing that day? Or because the slow and gradual build it kind of worked out? I mean, it's obviously all worked out okay. What advice are you gonna give to somebody like that?\nI don't think I'd wanna give her too much advice, I would... oh, I think I would tell her to laugh more. Just, you know, if you laugh at yourself first it's less funny when other people make fun of you. \nI would also explain to her the actual definition of feminism, because I didn't know it when I was younger.\n I think those are two important things for girls to know, going into this business or going into life itself. But all the other things, all the really intense, times I felt serious pain or rejection or humiliation or embarrassment, those have all produced the songs I'm the most proud of. \nThere was this crazy circumstance that happened where I wrote this song \"Mean\" about the harshest criticisms I've ever gotten. It was brutal. And that song ended up winning two Grammys.\nSpectacular, yeah. In hindsight you don't [?], but if you knew something was coming, if someone said to you, \"there's something coming around the corner, it's brutal, you're gonna want to, you know, hoodie for three weeks, you're never gonna want to deal with it. But the result will be Album of the Year.\"\nOh my God, you'd do anything for that!\nFair enough. Like I said earlier, this is one of the things you don't get to do all the time. You get to go on stage a lot, you get to be interviewed a lot, all of these things happen to you, but album releases don't happen a lot.\nThey don't.\nThey don't happen a lot.\nI'm really soaking it in.\nYeah? Do you still get as excited? I know you were saying you're more proud of this than any of them.\nYeah. I'm so excited, I mean, honestly. Because having spent the last year and a half, just kind of living my life on my own terms and not, not dating, not focusing on really anything else other than figuring out the album I wanted to make, there's such an incentive for me, like, I'm so proud of it. And I've always been proud of my albums, but there's something about this one, where I feel like I actually did something different this time. I actually made something that is cohesive and fits together and has its own sound and something I was so focused on. And I can be focused on my fans, and I can, you know, like, I'm not tired right now during this interview. Like, I'm not distracted, I'm just, kind of, I'm just, really taking it in.\nThe highs that you get on stage, almost nobody gets to experience, what you experience on stage. Which, again on the planet. You have one of those jobs that's very rare. What's second to that? What's the thing that comes the closest to the electricity that you feel when you're on stage?\nI would say it's different all the time, but right now it's, like, seasonal stuff. Like, I get as excited about being on stage as I get about cozy things. Because just the idea of seasons changing. This is the time of year where I'm so out-of-control excited about the fact that it's fall. Guess what's next? Winter.\nYes, so you're gonna have a hard time getting anybody here excited about that.\nIt's two seasons that I love, and I can bake stuff all the time, and then I can give it to people. I can try out new recipes, I can wear sweaters, I can wear knee socks. I could even buy sweaters for my cats to wear.\nOkay.\nI could do any of that, because it's that kind of season!\nBut that's almost as exciting as being on stage in front of forty thousand people?\nYou have to understand that if you're choosing your first place as being something like, \"ahhhhhhh,\" the second place has to be something that evens that out, which is, like, baking day with your friends.\nBut your answer really is, \"I don't need another high like that, because that's the one I get by going on stage.\"\nI think that is actually my revised answer.\nYou mentioned feminism. You have, almost by happy accident, become a real icon for girls and women, and you said earlier that that would be one of the things you might make sure you would change if you were to go back and talk to younger you, is to, kind of, narrow down that definition, or define the definition of feminism. Do you realize, kind of, how great that it is for young girls to see what you're doing? I mean, you get to experience that [?], right? When you talk to parents of young girls, right?\nThat's awesome. It's interesting because I think that feminism is such an important conversation to be having. Especially right now, because with girls out there in the world living their lives, knowing what it means is so important, because all it means is that they feel they should be treated exactly the same way as guys. They should be given equal opportunities and rights. And I think the more people like Lena [Dunham] talk about it, like, Lorde and Emma Watson talk about it, and the fact that it's becoming, sort of, a conversation that is top-of-mind in the media. I think it's so incredible. I've always made music so I could feel camaraderie with my fans, not in a way that was trying to cater to, kind of, any male fantasy, and that wasn't on purpose, that's just been what has felt natural to me. When asked early on about feminism in my career, I just, I think I was probably fifteen the first time I was asked about it. And so I would just say, \"I don't talk about politics, I don't really understand that stuff yet, so I guess I'm just gonna say I'm not.\" And I wish that when I was younger I would've known that it's simply hoping for gender equality.\nProbably not so fair of the interviewer to ask a fifteen-year-old about that.\nYou know, that's an interesting point to make. But I think that, in the media, it's very interesting to witness, on a daily basis. You know, you go online, and we all see these gossip blogs every single time we log on, because we're curious and that's the society we live in. But you'll see these polls, like, \"vote on who has a better butt! This woman or this woman?\" And you never see \"who has a better butt: this man or this man?\" It just never happens. \"Who's the hotter mama: this woman or this woman?\" It's not, like, \"who's the sexiest dad: this man or this man?\" You just don't see it. And people are allowed to pit women against each other and vote, and they think it's an innocent thing, when really it's kind of warping your mind that, you know. \nAnd if a young girl logs on and votes, it's like she's going, \"oh my God, if that girl in my class is pretty and smart, then maybe everyone's comparing me to her, and maybe I should hate her.\"\n And that's just, it's feeding this negativity and I really think that with girls, kind of, banding together, in music, in culture, in movies, whatever. I think it's nice to see people actually cheer each other on and girls be friends with each other, because hopefully that will kind of bleed into the classroom, and the playground, and the campus, and all that.\nI know it seems like disposable entertainment for adults, but it's not only adults who are seeing this stuff.\nIt's mostly not adults.\nIt's mostly not adults.\nIt's mostly very impressionable kids and young girls who are still forming their ideas of who they actually are. And to warp their opinions of other girls, that just adds anxiety to their life that they don't need.\nThis kind of brings me to talking about your legacy, and I know, I think five albums in it's appropriate to start talking a little bit about that. I'm guessing that you try very hard to make sure that the music you make, you release the things you take part in enough, that they'll all be able to stand up. Not just to the test of time, say, sonically or whatever, but that you can continue to be proud of this, is that right?\nYeah, it's completely right, it's dead-on. I've always had this thing where I think about what, if I'm lucky enough to have grandkids someday, what they would say. If they looked back on pictures, and videos, and things like that, and I'd sure they'd laugh at me and make fun of my awkwardness and things like that. But I would never want to embarrass them. \nIt's interesting because it's like the whole role model question, like, are you a role model? Do you think about the little kids in the front row when you're doing all the things you're doing in this life?\n I think that's an unnecessary pressure to put on yourself, but it's easier when you make it about your own life, your own legacy, when you, kind of, bring it in house, and you're, like, \"what if I have a five-year-old someday? And what if someday my ten-year-old goes online for the first time? Like, what do I want her to see about me?\"\nThat's a pretty good way to look at it.\nIt's something that happens very naturally where if you're, kind of, just taking accountability and responsibility for your own actions, it's kind of a natural thing that happens, where, you know, all of a sudden you have parents coming up and thanking you, and you're just, sort of, like, \"hm, well, you're welcome.\" Where you were just, kind of, trying to live a good life, because I think, you know, you don't want to feel like you're the national president of the babysitters club, but you do wanna try to do good things, and make ripples, and good echoes in society, and culture, and all that.\nBut you are doing that, and in the music that I've heard already, man, are people gonna get a kick out of hearing this, and experiencing it live. It's great, congratulations on this.\nGood. Thank you!\nIt's epic. The album's out.\nThank you! It's great to talk to you, as always.\nAs always. Thanks, Taylor.\nAwesome.\nNice job.\nThanks! You're so good!\nThank you, thank you for doing this.\nI always end up telling you stuff that I've never thought to say in interviews." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Love Yourself with the following description: Justin Bieber in 1920s New Orleans.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nFor all the times that you rained on my parade\nAnd all the clubs you get in using my name\nYou think you broke my heart, oh girl for goodness sake\nYou think I'm crying on my own, well I ain't\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd I didn't wanna write a song\nCause I didn't want anyone thinking I still care\nI don't but, you still hit my phone up\nAnd baby I'll be movin' on\nAnd I think it should be somethin'\nThat I don't wanna hold back\nMaybe you should know that\nMy mama don't like you and she likes everyone\nAnd I never like to admit that I was wrong\nAnd I've been so caught up in my job, didn't see what's going on\nAnd now I know, I'm better sleeping on my own\n[Chorus]\nCause if you like the way you look that much\nOh baby you should go and love yourself\nAnd if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'\nYou should go and love yourself\n[Verse 2]\nBut when you told me that you hated my friends\nThe only problem was with you and not them\nAnd every time you told me my opinion was wrong\nAnd tried to make me forget where I came from [Pre-Chorus]\nAnd I didn't wanna write a song\nCause I didn't want anyone thinking I still care\nI don't but, you still hit my phone up\nAnd baby I'll be movin' on\nAnd I think it should be somethin'\nThat I don't wanna hold back\nMaybe you should know that\nMy mama don't like you and she likes everyone\nAnd I never like to admit that I was wrong\nAnd I've been so caught up in my job, didn't see what's going on\nAnd now I know, I'm better sleeping on my own\n[Chorus]\nCause if you like the way you look that much\nOh baby you should go and love yourself\nAnd if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'\nYou should go and love yourself\n[Bridge]\nFor all the times that you made me feel small\nI fell in love, now I feel nothin' at all\nI never felt so low when I was vulnerable\nWas I a fool to let you break down my walls?\n[Chorus]\nCause if you like the way you look that much\nOh baby you should go and love yourself\nAnd if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'\nYou should go and love yourself\nCause if you like the way you look that much\nOh baby you should go and love yourself\nAnd if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'\nYou should go and love yourself" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Friends with the following description: On “Friends,” Francis and the Lights combines with rapper Kanye West as well as Bon Iver (the two of which have worked together on multiple occasions including the songs “Lost in the World” and “Hold My Liquor.”) Interestingly, following Francis' feature on the Chance the Rapper’s “Summer Friends” he gained comparisons to Bon Iver and the two combine brilliantly here. Kanye also said it was his favorite song of the year.\nThe video to the song was released 7th July and was promoted by Chance before the video release. It was directed by Paper Towns' director Jake Schreier.\nhttps://twitter.com/chancetherapper/status/751149174297473024 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Bon Iver]\nCould be lookin' at you\nFrom a freeway trailer\nIf you'd handled what I'd taken\nSeparate loans, separate codes\nNo fine line, don't have to be dead right\n'Cause dead right can go wrong\n[Chorus: Francis and the Lights]\nWe could be friends\nWe could be friends\nPut your head on my shoulders\n[Verse 2: Francis and the Lights & \nKanye West\n]\nI'm Francis\nStill dreamin' of a glory\nOf somethin' new\nI can't remember what it's like\nTo never wanna \nlet go\nIt's all good though\n[Chorus: Francis and the Lights & \nKanye West\n]\nWe could be friends\nWe could be friends\nJust put your head on my shoulders\nI will straighten out, for you\nDon't wanna know if you made mistakes\nI'm still waiting on your sunshine [Verse 3: Francis and the Lights]\nOoh, LA\nI guess you gotta chase that ghost\nHeard you bought some land in Mexico\nAnd I said, \"Way to go, man\"\n'Cause wherever you may roam\nRemember who you know\nThere's a station playin' rock and roll\nSo stay tuned in mi amor\nStay tuned in\n[Chorus: Bon Iver & Francis and the Lights]\nI will turn around for you\nI will straighten up for your girl\nJust put your hand on my shoulder\nWe could be friends, for you\nWe could be friends, for you\nI will make this promise to you\nAfter all these promises\nI'm looking at you now\nStill looking for you, still waiting for you\nI told you, I'm sorry... I was waiting on a different story\nStill waiting on your sunshine\nWhat I tell you\nStill waiting on your sunshine" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called New Level REMIX with the following description: Nearly a year after dropping the original single with Future, Ferg adds Lil Uzi Vert and A$AP Rocky to the song’s roster for a remix.\nThe track comes only days after news of the completion of the first A$AP Mob joint project, Cozy Tapes, Vol. 1: Friends. The remix was announced on Twitter by both Rocky and Ferg as a birthday present to fans for Ferg’s birthday. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: A$AP Ferg & \nFuture\n]\nYeah, yeah\nA$AP\n (Turn my vocals up a little bit more please, yeah)\nA$AP\n \nHonorable C.N.O.T.E\nYeah, a lil' bit more, yeah\nI'm on a new level, I'm on it, I'm on it (Coo-coo)\nWoo, woo, woo, ayy\n[Chorus: A$AP Ferg, \nFuture\n & \nA$AP Ferg & Future\n]\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, yeah)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, yeah)\nBought me a new shovel (\nBought me a new shovel\n, oh, uh)\nPut these niggas in the dirt (\nPut these niggas in the dirt\n, yeah, yeah, coo-coo)\nChain with the new bezel (\nBought me some new bezels\n, yeah)\nHoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo (Uh), ayy\n[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]\nI'm on a new level\nRemember when mices jumpin' out the Frigidaire (Yeah)\nPo-po, they eliminate us\nThrow my people down incinerator (Uh)\nMalcolm X, Martin Luther (Hallelujah)\nJim Crow is back at it (Talkin' to ya)\nBought a gold chain (More power to ya)\nWanted more bling (But I got a Ruger)\nBrown water in my system now (Yeah)\nHenny got me in my feelings now (Alright)\nI'm feelin' like, \"Fuck the system now\" (Yeah)\n'Cause all they do is shoot my people down (That's right)\nThat newer level was the ceilin' now (Yeah)\nThey wanna kill us with division now (Coo-coo)\nI'll be damned if I'm killin' now\nI go to Sony, bring the buildin' down\nI'm on a new level (I'm on a new level, uh)\nPump on a new devil (Pump on a new devil, yeah)\nI still got a new shovel (I still got a new shovel, uh)\nTo put you my shoe level (To put you my shoe level, that's right)\nJust know that my crew rebels (Know that my crew, yeah)\nThey put you niggas in the dirt (Yeah, alright)\nChain with the new bezel (Chain with the new bezel, yeah)\nAll my niggas put in work (All my niggas put in work, 'cause, yeah) [Chorus: A$AP Ferg, \nFuture\n, \nA$AP Ferg & Future\n & \nLil Uzi Vert\n]\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, \nyeah\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, \nyeah, what?\n Yeah, yeah)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n \nyeah, what?\n Uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n \nyeah, what?\n Yeah, yeah)\nBought me a new shovel (\nBought me a new shovel\n, \nyeah\n, oh, uh)\nPut these niggas in the dirt (\nPut these niggas in the dirt\n, \nhey\n, yeah, yeah, coo-coo)\nChain with the new bezel (\nBought me some new bezels\n, \nyeah\n, yeah)\nAll my niggas put in work (Uh, yeah)\n[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert & \nA$AP Ferg\n]\nI'm on a new level (Yeah, what?)\nGettin' money, went up two levels (Yeah)\nNow my bars hot like a tea kettle (Tea kettle)\nShe ride my dick, I got two pedals (What? Yeah)\nBitch, I'm hot as a match (What? Ayy)\nPull up, deux Diablo, that be two devils (What?)\nHeard your girl was a freak (What?)\nYeah, but that's only if you let her (Yeah, yeah)\nPull off and mob with the new leather (Huh)\nYeah, the one with the red letters (Yeah, ayy)\nMatter of fact, you bring her, bring her, ayy (Yeah)\nDon't forget yourself too, yeah\nMatter of fact, bring your whole crew, yeah\nLil Uzi pull Lambo coupe, yeah\nNow your girl I'm gon' recruit, yeah\nBlow on me just like some soup, yeah (Like a, Lil Uzi)\nBlow on me just like a flute, yeah\nBlow on me like a loose tooth, yeah\nFirst she showed me just how it move, yeah\nI fucked that girl right 'til she mute, ayy (Yeah)\nI will not touch her, yeah\nIf it's already not two, hey (What? Ayy)\nRafi and Ricky my boots (My boots), yeah\nWent and new level my shoe (My shoe, ayy, \nyeah\n) [Chorus: A$AP Ferg, \nFuture\n, \nA$AP Ferg & Future\n & \nA$AP Rocky\n]\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, yeah)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, yeah)\nBought me a new shovel (\nBought me a new shovel\n, oh, uh)\nPut these niggas in the dirt (\nPut these niggas in the dirt\n, uhyeah, yeah)\nChain with the new bezel (\nBought me some new bezels\n, \nuh\n, yeah, yeah)\nAll my niggas put in work (Uh, \nyeah\n)\n[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]\nOn another-nother level now\nThat's shrooms, acid, drank, weed, pills\nFresh manicure, breakin' down the bag\nDidn't even stain my clean nails (Uh)\nI bet there's some killers who die for me (Ride)\nCatch a body on they free will (Woo)\nMy West Coast niggas ride for me (Woo)\nWord to the homie G Will (Woo)\nDollar sign, dollar sign, dollar sign (Cha-ching)\nMy crib look like an exhibition now (Yeah)\nMama only riding Benzes now (Yeah)\nTraded in the Expedition now (Uh)\nMy bitches only flyin' business now (Woo)\nMy pretty face up in the Guinness now (Yeah)\nI model Dior like I'm Christian now (Uh)\nGot her masturbatin' to my pictures now (Yeah)\nTwo front gold teeth\nAll I want for Christmas is peace between brothers and police\nTwenty-four-karat gold leash on my exotic pet (Leash)\nExotic car, no lease (Lease)\nAnd I designed it, back to be flooded with diamonds (Diamonds)\nBitches, they call me Your Highness (Highness)\nSippin' on medicine (Nah), with no cough, with no sinus\nThat alarm or the sirens? (Woo) [Chorus: A$AP Ferg, \nFuture\n & \nA$AP Ferg & Future\n]\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on it, I'm on it\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on it, I'm on it\n, yeah, yeah)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on it, I'm on it\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, yeah)\nBought me a new shovel (\nI'm on a new level\n, oh, uh)\nPut these niggas in the dirt (\nDirt\n, yeah, yeah)\nChain with the new bezel (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, uh)\nAll my niggas put in work (\nAll my niggas put in work\n, uh, right, yeah)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, yeah)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, uh, uh)\nI'm on a new level (\nI'm on a new level\n, yeah, yeah)\nBought me a new shovel (\nBought me a new shovel\n, oh, uh)\nPut these niggas in the dirt (\nPut these niggas in the dirt\n, yeah, yeah)\nChain with the new bezel (\nBought me some new bezels\n, yeah)\nAll my niggas put in work (Uh, work)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Natural with the following description: “Natural” is the second song on ZAYN’s sophomore album, Icarus Falls. It’s a very slow-burning lust-feeling song.\nThis song is about Zayn and his lover feeling so in place because of how naturally they fit and feel together. He then has word plays on all things nature within this song and makes analogies with him and his lover’s love. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nIt's just like breathin', speakin'\nWhen we touch, like a force of nature\nNot just a feelin', let's believe it\nThe birth of love like a force of nature\n[Pre-Chorus]\nUndeniable (It's our love)\nUnforgettable (It's our love)\nNothing compares to when\nI feel you on my skin\n[Chorus]\nIt feels so natural, natural\nWhen we come together\nLike a force of nature\nIt feels so natural, natural\nWhen we come together\nLike a force of nature\n[Post-Chorus]\nWhen we come together, together, together\nWhen we come together, together, together\n[Verse 2]\nPure heart, deeper\nBeautiful, like the bluest ocean\nLike a wave, we broke down\nThe barriers, like the bluest ocean [Pre-Chorus]\nIt's incredible (It's our love)\nUnforgettable (It's our love)\nNothing compares to when\nI feel you on my skin\n[Chorus]\nIt feels so natural, natural\nWhen we come together\nLike a force of nature\nIt feels so natural, natural\nWhen we come together\nLike a force of nature\n[Post-Chorus]\nWhen we come together, together, together\nWhen we come together, together, together\n[Bridge]\nLike a hurricane (It's our love)\nLike a hurricane (It's our love)\nLike a hurricane\nWhen we come together\nLike a hurricane (It's our love)\nLike a hurricane (It's our love)\nLike a hurricane\nWhen we come together [Chorus]\nIt feels so natural, natural\nWhen we come together\nLike a force of nature\nIt feels so natural, natural\nWhen we come together\nLike a force of nature\n[Post-Chorus]\nLet's come together, come together\nRight now, right now\nLet's come together, come together\nRight now, right now\nCome together, together\nRight now" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Emerald / Burgundy with the following description: On “Emerald,” Chris is planning to propose to his girl with an emerald ring which is his birthstone. The track is an uptempo rap song and features Juvenile and Juicy J and samples The Showboys 1986 track, “Drag Rap (Triggerman).” “Emerald” marks the first collaboration between Chris and Juvenile, and the sixth collaboration between Chris and Juicy following December 2018’s “Flight to Memphis.”\n“Burgundy” is a laid back, piano-driven track in which Chris calls out his girl for playing games with him.\n“Emerald / Burgundy” is the first of four two-parter tracks on Indigo, and the second and third of color-themed tracks. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Part I: \"Emerald\"]\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown]\nThis one diamond in a rough\nBig plans, I can't fuck it up\nMy track record, run it up (Yeah)\nPast, there's no runnin' from (Too)\nI'm too proud to admit it right now (Yeah)\nJust hope when I see (Shit)\nMoney and trees, that's a whole lot of green, no (Woo!)\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI know that I spend so much time\nAll on these drugs and chicks\nTryna make 'em my wife (Ooh)\nGonna put my birthstone on your ring finger tonight\nNo matter who I'm with when it's you on my mind (Ooh)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\n(I been) I been (I been) green\n(I been) I been (I been) green (I been)\nWas he lovin' you, touchin' you\nTreatin' you right, the way I should? (Ooh)\n(I been) The way I should (I been)\nI been (I been) green (I been)\n(I been, I been, oh)\nGreen\n(I been, I been) I been [Verse 2: Chris Brown]\nRight (Right)\nAlthough I tried, I just can't put it aside (No way, no way, for real)\nHow many times can I say, \"I apologize\"?\nThen I'm ridiculed and ignored (Mm, huh)\nBut no more, no more (No more)\nWoah\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI know that I spend so much time (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nAll on these drugs and chicks\nTryna make 'em my wife (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo)\nGonna put my birthstone on your ring finger tonight (Yeah, yeah)\n(\nMake it bounce, make it bounce\n)\nNo matter who I'm with when it's you on my mind (Ooh)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\n(I been) I been (I been) green\n(I been) I been (I been) green (Huh, oh)\nWas he lovin' you, touchin' you\nTreatin' you right, the way I should? (Baby)\n(I been) The way I should (I been, my babe)\nI been (I been) green (I been)\n(I been, I been, oh)\nGreen\n(I been, I been) I been [Verse 3: Chris Brown]\nI just wanna realign your chakras (Chakras)\nBaby, I'ma make you feel it in your body (Body)\nYou know I'ma mess around and fuck your walk up (Walk up)\nShit, you gon' fuck around and need a doctor (Doctor)\nDon't tell nobody what we up to (Oh)\nKeep this between you and me\nI just wanna realign your chakras (Ooh, we all green)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\n(I been) I been (I been) green\n(I been) I been (I been) green (Ooh, we all green)\nWas he lovin' you, touchin' you\nTreatin' you right, the way I should? (Ooh)\n(I been) The way I should (I been)\nI been (I been) green (Oh, I been)\n(I been, I been, ooh)\n(I been, I been)\nGreen\nI been\n[Interlude: Juvenile]\nOh\n[Verse 4: Juvenile]\nAbout to throw these last few hunnids (Throw it), this your last chance (Chance)\nYou lookin' like a laptop, I need a lap dance (Dance)\nThat ass would make a cab driver leave the cab stand (Stand)\nShit, I'm about to whip it on you like the Dazz Band (Band)\nI'm lookin' at that pussy print, I call it cat scan (Scan, oh)\nThese other bitches lookin' garbage like the trash can (Can, oh)\nWildin' for it, I fuck up a hundred thousand for it\nI throw some money in the air, then hit the divin' board\nBottles on the table, you could drink a fountain (Drink a fountain)\nYou a smoker, not a drinker, let's blow up a pound then (Blow a pound)\nGot some out of town friends, bring them bitches down then\nSay you was gon' tear it down for me, tear it down then (Tear it down)\nI be stackin' all my money, shit look like a mountain (Ayy)\nIf you standin' in my circle, you in good surroundings (Ayy)\nI don't fuck with stupid hoes, I let 'em do they clown dance (Bitch)\nIf you make it clap for me, bitch, I'm pullin' out bands\n(\nRock the boat, rock the boat\n)\n(\nShut the fuck up, hey\n) [Verse 5: Juicy J]\nFuckin' to some Chris Brown, king of R&B (B)\nShe want me to climb up in it like a tree (Tree)\nIs that ass real or fake? I'ma find out (Out)\nShe say she like it rough, I'ma pull her tracks out (Yank it)\nI might blow it all, baby, tell me what's the total? (I got you)\nAin't nothin' out my range, I get brain in the Rover (Gangsta)\nYou knew she was a diamond, shoulda kept her in the vault\n(\nRock the boat, rock the boat\n)\n(\nRock the boat, rock the boat\n)\nUncut, no soda, she want me to hit it raw\nAt the Bentley dealership, if she want it, she can have it\nGon' grab it, baby, #RichNiggaChallenge (Challenge)\nBust it wide open, baby, gon' bend it over (Over)\nFuck me like you hate me, girl, that pussy bipolar\n[Pre-Chorus]\nRock the boat, rock the boat\nRock the boat, rock-rock the boat\nRock the boat, rock the boat\nRock the boat, rock the boat\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\n(I been) I been green\n(I been) I been (I been) green\nWas he lovin' you, touchin' you\nTreatin' you right, the way I should? (Ooh)\n(I been) The way I should (I been)\nI been (I been) green\n(I been, I been, oh)\nGreen\n(I been, I been)\n[Part II: \"Burgundy\"]\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nOh (Huh, oh), runnin' to me, babe\nWhy you playin' games now? Oh-oh (Huh, games)\nGive me that feelin', cruisin' in your lane now, oh-oh\nAll this rain drippin' down (Down)\nAnd don't you forget it\nAnd don't you forget it now, oh-oh (Yeah, ooh)\nGive me that feelin', cruisin' in your lane now, oh-oh (Yeah)\n[Verse: Chris Brown]\nYou be the one I take my time on (Time)\nOoh, might be the one I buy a diamond (Yeah)\nOoh, I'm in the stu', just booked your travel (Yeah)\nOoh, now you know what them bitches mad for (Bitch)\nOoh, I took a chance, took a chance on you\nGirl, I got plans, I got plans for you\nThat pussy know me, girl, you know me so well (Well)\nIt's gon' be more than a preview, oh (Oh, no, yeah)\nI still hear what you said in my head for days later (Yeah, ooh)\nDon't you give me any less (Yeah), ooh, woah\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nOh (Huh, oh), runnin' to me, babe\nWhy you playin' games now? Oh-oh (Huh, games)\nGive me that feelin', cruisin' in your lane now, oh-oh\nAll this rain drippin' down (Down)\nAnd don't you forget it\nAnd don't you forget it now, oh-oh (Yeah, ooh)\nGive me that feelin', cruisin' in your lane now, oh-oh (Yeah)" } ]