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[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Looper with the following description: “Looper” is a track derived from a demo Logic had written 16 years before its release over Lauryn Hill’s 1998 track “Lost Ones”.\nLogic tweeted on July 11 that he had found the demo, written a verse and would be releasing it later the same day:\n\n\npic.twitter.com/hby3lcvUd8— Vinyl Richie (@Logic301) July 11, 2022\n\n\n\nOlder Logic raps about breaking into the game and out of his tough childhood, while new Logic compares those dreams to the career and lifestyle he developed in the 16 years since the demo’s creation. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Lauryn Hill & \nLogic\n]\nWisdom is better than silver and gold (\nUh\n)\nI was hopeless, now I'm on Hope Road (\nHmm\n)\nWisdom is better than silver and gold (\nYeah\n)\nI was hopeless, now I'm on Hope Road (\nYo\n)\n[Verse 1: Logic]\nThe resurrection of my whole mentality, livin' in fallacy\nI'm the poet that wrote it, but hold at my neutrality\nMy words flow like Rome be, bullets pass through me\nWisdom, knowledge, and understanding, they run to me\nHomies call me B, but you know me MC (\nMC\n)\nLivin' where I'm at, so that's just where I be (\nWhere I bе\n)\nIf you see me on the corner stеp, tell me \"Where the free?\" (\nWhat's up, bro?\n)\nIf you see me in the street, ask for a CD (\nAyy, can I cop that?\n)\nWisdom, I diversify with this rhythm\nBust shots quicker than an evil organism\nOr a shot glass filled to the T with jism\nFlow born again, like a hooker's baptism\nNo need to resurrect me like Christ when he's risen\n'Cause I'm immortalized by these words that I'm givin'\nListen to this equation in which I'm spittin'\nI'm the puzzle piece that the game's been missin'\nWho knows what to come? 'Cause the future's unwritten\nIf I get shot, tomorrow, up in the street\nFuck it, 'cause I got mad songs that's deep\nBut if I live another day and some day after\nI'ma save my people with this hip-hop rapture\nKodak flow 'cause your mind what I capture [Chorus: Lauryn Hill & \nLogic\n]\nWisdom is better than silver and gold (\nWoah\n)\nI was hopeless, now I'm on Hope Road (\nWoah\n)\nWisdom is better than silver and gold (\nYeah\n)\nI was hopeless, now I'm on Hope Road (\nYeah, yeah, ayy\n)\n[Verse 2: Logic]\nWell, I learned a lot of things since I wrote that first verse\nFirst things first, I came to check the game, got reimbursed\nNow the things change every other verse, another curse\nIt's kinda funny listenin' to the younger version of me\nThinks he's got it figured out, B, but, I guess we'll see\nWhen I wrote those raps, I was broke as fuck on HOC\nNow I'm jugglin' millions of dollars, listenin' to SV\nFrom WDP with dreams of bein' on WPGC\nHere I am, finally free, I'm me\nMy younger and my oldest self on the same track\nIt's like takin' a picture and then somehow rewindin' it back\nSixteen years, homie, sixteen years\nFast forward, now I'm sellin' out arenas with Wiz\nArenas alone, so leave us alone\nNowadays, all I really need's a beat on my phone\nMaybe a pen and a pad when I'm really deep in the zone\nA lot of shit has happened since I first started rappin'\nI got a deal, made a mill', thirty somethin'\nI'm over the hill, it's gettin' real, but, I still\nI do it 'cause I love it, always have, always will\nThat's a dead giveaway like my family's will\nMurdered the beat like Amityville, damn it, he will\nKeep it real, all the time, killin' a rhyme, let me shine\nIt's only a matter of time before I find the next thing\nNo such thing as resting, I'm the king, here to shine like bling\nWhen it comes to Logic, you really never know what you're gonna get\nI'm off to the next one, when I write a rhyme, I remember none of it\nBut I'm done now, gonna run a mile, then see my wife and my son a bit\nWhat's up, yeah? [Chorus: Lauryn Hill & \nLogic\n]\nWisdom is better than silver and gold (\nUh\n)\nI was hopeless, now I'm on Hope Road (\nWoah\n)\nWisdom is better than silver and gold (\nWoah\n)\nI was hopeless, now I'm on Hope Road (\nWoah\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called CIGARETTE with the following description: “CIGARETTE,” previously dubbed by fans as “One of One,” sees Lil Uzi Vert rapping about their frequent topics of success, fashion, and being one of the best in the game, while also touching on their come up.\nA snippet of the song first appeared online on May 29, 2022. Uzi would later perform a portion of the song on June 17, 2022, during Lyrical Lemonade’s Summer Smash 2022.\nThe song was released on July 23, 2022, for the streaming version of Uzi’s EP RED & WHITE. It was released in place of “BELIEVE ME,” which wasn’t put on streaming services due to sample clearance issues. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nMy mom would kill me if she knew I was in this smoking a cigarette (\nHitKidd, what it do, man?\n)\nYeah\n[Chorus]\nI put this shit on my mama, yeah (Yeah)\nI put this shit right here right on my mama (Shit right here), yeah\nLit up a cigarette, help with the drama (Cigarette), yeah\nJust like the river, my neck, it's gon' pond up (Pon di river)\nYeah, woo\nPon di river, uh\nPon di bank, yeah (Pon di)\nPon di gun, cigarette, pon di lungs\nShe want the city back, I ain't done\nLil Uzi Vert is up, one of one\nOne of one, one of one, one of one (One of one)\nOne of one, one of one, one of one (One of one)\nI put this shit on my mama, yeah (Ooh, yeah)\nI put this shit right here right on my mama (Shit right here), yeah\nLit up a cigarette, help with the drama, yeah\nJust like the river my neck, it's gon' pond up (Pon di river)\nYeah, woo\nPon di river, uh\nPon di bank, yeah\nPon di gun, cigarette, pon di lungs\nShe want the city back, I ain't done\nLil Uzi Vert is up, one of one\nOne of one, one of one, one of one (One of one)\nOne of one, one of one, one of one (One of one) [Verse]\nNo I'm not two or three, or just four\nNo I'm not five or six, never seven (Ayy)\nSince I was ten, I said fuck 12\nSo I was scared when I was eleven\nI do not fuck with none of these niggas\n'Cause deep down I know that they all jealous\nNo, I do not believe in nothing (In)\nMy word is so biblical, make it to heaven\nAmiri (Nah)\nBalmain my zipper, I can't do embellish\nTraffic the drugs, ain't no way I can mail it\nSeal up the dog food, the dog can't even smell it\nMy dick, it like Fentanyl, don't even inhale it\nMy bro caught a body, you can't even tell it\nMy choppa got blade, not talkin' no heli'\nChoppa just came with them titties and belly\nMy bitch, she so chocolate, look like she off jelly\nJump in a Lambo', no Honda (Skrrt), yeah\nJump in the Lambo', not talkin' no Honda, yeah (No talkin' no Honda)\nBlack diamond AP, I call it Wakanda, yeah\nEver since high school, I ain't wear no condoms, yeah\nShe gave me brain, she cannot make her mind up (Cannot make her mind), yeah\nKidnap the pussy, now your bitch, can't find her, yeah\nRun to the bank just like, \"Yes\"\nI cannot run to the pussy, um, no (No)\nI done just figured it out\nMost of these bitches, they all just be hoes (Hoes) [Chorus]\nI put this shit on my mama, yeah (This shit on my— yeah)\nI put this shit right here right on my mama (Shit right here), yeah\nLit up a cigarette, help with the drama (Cigarette), yeah\nJust like the river, my neck, it's gon' pond up (Pon di river)\nYeah, woo\nPon di river, uh\nPon di bank, yeah\nPon di gun, cigarette, pon di lungs\nShe want the city back, I ain't done (Done)\nLil Uzi Vert is up, one of one (One)\nOne of one, one of one, one of one (One of one)\nOne of one, one of one, one of one (One of one)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 6:30 with the following description: Track #4 off the Mac & Devin Go to High School Soundtrack by rappers Snoop Dogg and Wiz Khalifa. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]\nFuck (fuck, fuck)\nYou know a nigga really don't wanna go to school today\nLemme call this bitch\nGet my shit together\n[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]\nWhen I pull up we look so fresh in my ride\nWe smoke the best you can buy\nThem niggas talking it but \nthey just don't go harder than us\nKeep stunting\n just cause I can\nThese hoes know just who I am\nThem niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us\n[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]\nThis one's \nfor the g's\n all black Chucks on the cuffs of my jeans\nKing size papes stuffed full of trees, I be with the boss dogg ya'll fuck niggas fleas\nNow they say I'm hot, hundred somethin' degrees\nTaking pictures with a young nigga cheese\nRemember days homey, I ain't had a thing\nNow I'm hoping off the plane putting roaches on the wing\nAnd my hoes like queens,\n \nbut we smoke like kings\nJewelry froze like bling\nMoney come fast, yours slow like (lean)\nRolling up grass, sold weed to half the staff, so I know I'm gonna pass\nThird period, showing up last\nWith a late note blowin' great smoke (laughs) [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]\nWhen I pull up we look so fresh in my ride\nWe smoke the best you can buy\nThem niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us\nKeep stunting just cause I can\nThese hoes know just who I am\nThem niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us\n[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]\nWe blow to the middle of the day\nWiz say dawg put a little in a J\nHey, why not? Not why?\nWe fly, we ride, she high, he high, we high\nFuck it, everybody to the libary\nGot a new batch, some blue - booberry\nStuck in the hallway, with a pass say dawg he just smoke all day\nIt's a mind game like Kareem I seem to keep migraines\nReaching balance and bitch I brang you limeaid\nI'm so lifted, like a parachuter\nMy grass stay off day off Ferris Bueller\nSlip away, dip away, almost had to throw a whole zip away\nBut fuck that, this Taylor Gang, what you want dog\nShit I'm on everythang\n[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]\nWhen I pull up we look so fresh in my ride\nWe smoke the best you can buy\nThem niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us\nKeep stunting just cause I can\nThese hoes know just who I am\nThem niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us [Bridge: Snoop Dogg]\nYou niggas never had and you never will\nYou niggas never had and you never will\nI said you niggas never had and you never will\nBig Snoop and Wiz smoke with the kill (kill kill)\nYou niggas never had and you never will\nYou niggas never had and you never will\nI said you niggas never had and you never will\nBig Snoop and Wiz smoke with the kill (kill kill)\n[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]\nYou niggas still in junior high school, elementary-ass niggas\nHolla at me when you graduate\nWe be posted right by the 400 building\nRoom 420\nFollow your nose, your nose knows (Haha)\n[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]\nWhen I pull up we look so fresh in my ride\nWe smoke the best you can buy\nThem niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us\nKeep stunting just cause I can\nThese hoes know just who I am\nThem niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us\n[Outro: Snoop Dogg]\nYou niggas ain't hard like us\nNiggas soft as doctors cotton swabs\nYou bitch you\nSmoke somethin'" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Lipstick (Remix) with the following description: The Lipstick remix is performed by \n\n\n\n\n\n\nSophia Del Carmen\n — \nGenius\nGet all the lyrics to songs by Sophia Del Carmen and join the Genius community of music scholars to learn the meaning behind the lyrics.\n\n\n\n with additional vocals from Cuban-American rapper Pitbull.\n\nPitbull’s verse comes in between Sophia Del Carmen’s verses. In the original version, the beat that Pitbull’s verse was on was after her second verse, and it was a two verse song, instead of a three verse song. Several parts of Sophia’s second verse from the original were omitted, and a portion of the original intro was also omitted.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Sophia Del Carmen and *Pitbull*]\nAll I need to know is\nWhere you want my lipstick? (A-ricky-kee)\n*Mr. Worldwide* (A-ricky-kee)\n*Red One*\nWhere you want my lipstick? (A-ricky-kee)\n*Sophia Del Carmen (A-ricky-kee)\n*Dale!* (A-ricky-kee)\n[Verse 1: Sophia Del Carmen]\nDon't you wanna wake up wearing nothing but my fingerprints\nYou won't forget me when you sleeping with the evidence\nI'll leave my traces all over your body\nNo hay nada mas rico que el bombon latino\nOoh la la la la la la\nOoh na na na na na\nOoh la la la la la la\n[Pre-Hook: Sophia Del Carmen]\nAfter tonight, you'll never be the same again\nOnce you know what it's like\nYou're gonna wanna do it again and again\nAfter tonight, you'll never be the same again\nOnce you know what it's like\nYou're gonna wanna do it again and again and again [Hook: Sophia Del Carmen]\nMama got some new tricks\nTurn you on electric\nAll I need to know is\nWhere you want my lipstick\nMama got some new tricks\nTurn you on electric\nAll I need to know is\nWhere you want my lipstick\nA-Reeky-Kee\n[Verse 2: Pitbull]\nI kill all the rumors on Howard Stern\nI'm here to educated 'em, y'all gon' learn\nPit gets bigger as the world turns\nThese boys act like they got money to burn\nDeep in the exhumas, all in the clouds\nFake one I'm calling 'em out\nThe most bad ones I'm bringin' 'em out\nHit after hit I'm bangin' them out\nSophia Del Carmen, ya tu sabes la jugada\nShake it to the South\nI'm feeling like Diddy, can't stop, won't stop\nLet me get a little kiss\nLipstick, red hot, that's right [Pre Hook + Hook]\n[Verse 3: Sophia Del Carmen]\nMy lips'll take places you ain't even dreamed to see\nBut if you want my love\nGotta give me everything\nI'm like an army, nobody can stop me\nNo hay nada mas rico\nQue el bombon latino\n[Pre-Hook + Hook]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Getaway Car with the following description: Taylor uses the image of criminals in a speeding car as the central metaphor for a doomed romance. She likens her rebound relationship with Tom Hiddleston to a “getaway car” ride used to get away from a crime scene, or her failed relationship with Calvin Harris.\nLike on her 2014 track “Wonderland,” she includes a pop-culture reference to connect her experiences to something that listeners are familiar with, adding another layer of livelihood to the story.\nCo-writer Jack Antonoff, also known by his stage name Bleachers, has released a song called “Rollercoaster” that contains similar melodies and another shotgun metaphor. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nNo, nothin' good starts in a getaway car\n[Verse 1]\nIt was the best of times, the worst of crimes\nI struck a match and blew your mind\nBut I didn’t mean it and you didn't see it\nThe ties were black, the lies were white\nIn shades of gray in candlelight\nI wanted to leave him, I needed a reason\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\"X\" marks the spot where we fell apart\nHe poisoned the well, I was lyin' to myself\nI knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed\nWe never had a shotgun shot in the dark (Oh)\n[Chorus]\nYou were drivin’ the getaway car\nWe were flyin', but we'd never get far\nDon't pretend it's such a mystery\nThink about the place where you first met me\nRidin' in a getaway car\nThere were sirens in the beat of your heart\nShoulda known I'd be the first to leave\nThink about the place where you first met me [Post-Chorus]\nIn a getaway car (Oh-oh-oh)\nNo, they never get far (Oh-oh-ah)\nNo, nothin' good starts in a getaway car\n[Verse 2]\nIt was the great escape, the prison break\nThe light of freedom on my face\nBut you weren’t thinkin’ and I was just drinkin'\nWhile he was runnin’ after us, I was screamin', \"Go, go, go\"\nBut with three of us, honey, it's a sideshow\nAnd a circus ain't a love story and now we’re both sorry (We're both sorry)\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\"X\" marks the spot where we fell apart\nHe poisoned the well, every man for himself\nI knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed\nIt hit you like a shotgun shot to the heart (Oh)\n[Chorus]\nYou were drivin' the getaway car\nWe were flyin', but we'd never get far\nDon't pretend it's such a mystery\nThink about the place where you first met me\nRidin' in a getaway car\nThere were sirens in the beat of your heart\nShoulda known I'd be the first to leave\nThink about the place where you first met me [Post-Chorus]\nIn a getaway car (Oh-oh-oh)\nNo, they never get far (Oh-oh-ah)\nNo, nothin' good starts in a getaway car\n[Bridge]\nWe were jet-set, Bonnie and Clyde (Oh-oh)\nUntil I switched to the other side, to the other side\nIt's no surprise I turned you in (Oh-oh)\n'Cause us traitors never win\n[Breakdown]\nI'm in a getaway car\nI left you in a motel bar\nPut the money in a bag and I stole the keys\nThat was the last time you ever saw me (Oh)\n[Chorus]\nDrivin' the getaway car\nWe were flyin', but we'd never get far (Don't pretend)\nDon't pretend it's such a mystery\nThink about the place where you first met me\nRidin' in a getaway car\nThere were sirens in the beat of your heart (Shoulda known)\nShoulda known I'd be the first to leave\nThink about the place where you first met me [Post-Chorus]\nIn a getaway car (Oh-oh-oh)\nNo, they never get far, oh-oh-ah\nNo, nothin' good starts in a getaway car\n[Outro]\nI was ridin' in a getaway car\nI was cryin' in a getaway car\nI was dyin' in a getaway car\nSaid goodbye in a getaway car\nRidin' in a getaway car\nI was cryin' in a getaway car\nI was dyin' in a getaway car\nSaid goodbye in a getaway car" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Heaven for Everyone with the following description: Heaven For Everyone first was written by drummer Roger Taylor circa 1986-1987. Some sources reports that it was initially written for Queen’s A Kind Of Magic album, but this has never been confirmed.\nLater, it was recorded for Taylor’s second group called Shove It— serving as a lead single in the UK.\nAfter Freddie Mercury’s death in 1991, Queen begin to work of their posthumous album for his tribute. Heaven For Everyone was re-done to sound more like Queen song, and was one of the singles to promote the Made In Heaven album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven for everyone\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven for everyone\n[Verse 1]\nIn these days of cool reflection (Reflection)\nYou come to me\nAnd everything seems alright\nIn these days of cold affections\nYou sit by me and everything's fine\n[Chorus]\nThis could be heaven for everyone\nThis world could be fed\nThis world could be fun\nThis could be heaven for everyone\nThis world could be free\nThis world could be one [Verse 2]\nIn this world of cool deception\nJust your smile can smooth my ride\nThese troubled days\nOf cruel rejection, hmm\nYou come to me\nSoothe my troubled mind\n[Chorus]\nYeah, this could be heaven for everyone\nThis world could be fed\nThis world could be fun\nThis should be love for everyone, yeah\nThis world should be free\nThis world could be one\nWe should bring love\nTo our daughters and sons\nLove, love, love, love, this could\nBe heaven for everyone\n[Bridge]\nYou know that\nThis could be heaven for everyone\nYes! Ha ha ha!\nThis could be heaven for everyone\nHe-e-yeah, woo!\nThis could be heaven for everyone [Guitar Solo]\n[Verse 3]\nListen, what people do to other souls\nThey take their lives, destroy their goals\nTheir basic pride and dignity\nIs stripped and torn and shown no pity\nWhen this should be heaven for everyone\n[Outro]\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven for everyone\nThis could be heaven\nCould be heaven for everyone\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nCould be heaven for everyone\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nCould be heaven for everyone\n(This could be heaven, this could be heaven, this could be heaven, this could be heaven, this could be heaven, this could be heaven, this could be heaven)\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nCould be heaven for everyone\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\n(Love! Love! Love! Love! Love!)\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven\nThis could be heaven for everyone\nFor everyone" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Mitus Touch with the following description: “Mitus Touch” is a reference track written and performed by Kanye West for Rihanna. The song is presumably still untitled – “Mitus” refers to the track’s producer, Roc Nation signee Mitus.\nhttps://twitter.com/i_am_mitus/status/586656725215809536 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook]\nThat new Rihanna in the front\nBitches in the back they don't like me though\nWhy? I can tell you 'bout stupid hoes\nWhy? I bet she don't act stupid though\n[Verse 1]\nCuz I cut a bitch\nI fuck a bitch, go and find another bitch\nAnd I never trust a bitch\nYou done touched a nigga 30 times\nOn some baby mother shit\nTalkin' bout you celibate\nBut you still suckin' dick\nThis that half a brick, quarter brick\nAye, come and place your order bitch\nMore of that gutter shit\n[Hook]\nNew Rihanna in the front\nBitches in the back, she don't like me though\nWhy? I don't know, she might be broke\nWhy? I can tell you bout stupid hoes\nWhy? I bet she don't act stupid though\n[Verse 2]\nShe know that I have sex with 'em\nIf you tryin' get lit then go ahead light it ho\nWhat you bitches fightin' for?\nNah, I can't even that’s why you can't sit with us\nYou need to just sit your ass down\nI heard you fucked that nigga well I fucked that nigga too\nAnd they probably didn't tell you that’s what suckers niggas do\nAnd if he had a chance with me he would have never fucked with you [Hook 2]\nCause that New Rihanna in the front (Bitch)\nBitches in the back, they don't like me though\nWhy? Side piece 'bout to let wifey know\nWhy? Thirsty hoes is tryin' get chose\nWhy? I bet she don't act stupid though\n[Bridge]\nCut that bitch in the bathroom\nCut that bitch in the bathroom\nI cut that bitch in the bathroom\nI cut that bitch in the bathroom\nI bet you need to quit playin', quit playin' with me bro\n[Outro]\nGot a nigga fucked up up in here\nYou know I'm sayin?\nA bitch say she don't like me, you ask her why, she go\n“I don't know,” just like some shit stupid bitches say\nKnowImsayin?\n(Look, I can't even deal with this shit right now. This bitch is crazy, she must have lost her fucking mind. I'm tired of going back and forth with this ho. What the fuck? I can't even deal. Who the fuck does this bitch think she is?)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Must Get Out with the following description: “Must Get Out” is the seventh song from Maroon 5’s debut album Songs About Jane. The song is softer pop-rock jam about leaving a chaotic city with a lover.\nIt was released as the fifth single from the album and was moderately successful, reaching the top 40 in the UK, Ireland, New Zealand, and the Netherlands. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI've been the needle and the thread\nWeaving figure eights and circles round your head\nI try to laugh but cry instead\nPatiently wait to hear the words you've never said\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFumbling through your dresser drawer\nForgot what I was looking for\nTry to guide me in the right direction\nMaking use of all this time\nKeeping everything inside\nClose my eyes and listen to you crying\n[Chorus]\nI'm lifting you up\nI'm letting you down\nI'm dancing 'til dawn\nI'm fooling around\nI'm not giving up\nI'm making your love\nThis city's made us crazy and we must get out\nOh yeah\n[Verse 2]\n\"This is not goodbye,\" she said\nIt is just time for me to rest my head\nShe does not walk, she runs instead\nDown these jagged streets and into my bed [Pre-Chorus]\nWhen I was fumbling through your dresser drawer\nForgot what I was looking for\nTry to guide me in the right direction\nMaking use of all this time\nKeeping everything inside\nClose my eyes and listen to you crying\n[Chorus]\nI'm lifting you up\nI'm letting you down\nI'm dancing 'til dawn\nI'm fooling around\nI'm not giving up\nI'm making your love\nThis city's made us crazy and we must get out\n[Bridge]\nThere's only so much I can do for you, oh\nAfter all of the things you put me through, oh\n[Chorus]\nI'm lifting you up\nI'm letting you down\nI'm dancing 'til dawn\nI'm fooling around\nI'm not giving up\nI'm making your love\nThis city's made us crazy and we must get out\nI'm lifting you up\nI'm letting you down\nI'm dancing 'til dawn\nI'm fooling around\nI'm not giving up\nI'm making your love\nThis city's made us crazy and we must get out [Outro]\n(Whoa) I'm lifting you up (Oh)\nI'm letting you down (Whoa)\nI'm dancing 'til dawn\nI'm fooling around (Whoa)\nI'm not giving up (Whoa)\nI'm making your love (Yeah)\nThis city's made us crazy and we must get out" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Emulate with the following description: This song was recorded sometime between Encore and The Re-Up, during a period in which Marshall was deep on drugs. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Obie Trice]\nObie the person that came up introverted\n'Cause of nervousness, that was solely the only verdict\nIt was worth it 'cause he changed, became so observant\nServin' such of a purpose\nIf you knew him earlier in his days, it's like a different version\nSo much hurtin' and pain gave him game for certain\nThat's why it's curtains in this murder, if you get him worked up\nI'm so assertive on these muthafuckas acting tougher\nHad enough of isolatin' myself in a room\nWriting poems and songs, doing the same in school\nNow look what he became, a fool\n'Cause he learned how to sustain his tool and obtain fame from you\nLivin' hard but still Julliard\nA god walks and ain't spend a day in the pew\nRegardless of this I draw visual, pictures when a nigga vents\nSo welcome to the art department\n[Verse 2: Eminem]\nI stimulate the brain, mimic, emulate the sane\nCynics keep on thinkin' it's a fuckin' gimmick when it ain't\nClinically insane, brain is on Venus, up Uranus\nLabel me a genius \nif you ever seen us you would say\n\"He may seem as though he's plain normal\" if you ever meet him\nGreet him with a shake, \nsee he ain't as mean as what they say\nSee the thing is maybe he can't always think of things to say\nSo he's vague, so they mistake him for just bein' crazed\nYou part ways, your impression of him changed\nYou don't think he's strange, you turn around and tell him; \"Peace and thanks\"\nYou catch him flippin' you off, with his pants down\nHands around his scrotum, tuckin' his fuckin' penis between his legs [Verse 3: (Verse 1 Repeated): Obie Trice]\nObie the person that came up introverted\n'Cause of nervousness, that was solely the only verdict\nIt was worth it 'cause he changed, became so observant\nServin' such of a purpose\nIf you knew him earlier in his days, it's like a different version\nSo much hurtin' and pain gave him game for certain\nThat's why it's curtains in this murder, if you get him worked up\nI'm so assertive on these muthafuckas acting tougher\nHad enough of isolating myself in a room\nWriting poems and songs, doing the same in school\nNow look what he became, a fool\n'Cause he learned how to sustain his tool and obtain fame from you\nLivin' hard but still Julliard\nA god walks and ain't spend a day in the pew\nRegardless of this I draw visual, pictures when a nigga vents\nSo welcome to the art department\n[Verse 4: Eminem]\nIt's all psychologic, why am I so maniacal?\nAm I a psycho or some kind of psychotic shtick?\nOr am I truly psychotic? Or my molecules just diabolical?\n'Cause biologically, I defy logic, by golly, haul me off on a trolley\nProbably want a quack, or I'm back on that whacky tobacca\nI'ma step away from crack, Obie smacked the shit out of me\nI'm so slap happy, man, snap me back to reality\nI'm a walkin' art gallery, a science museum\nElephantitis of the nuts, you'd probably die if you see them\nI pull them out, they hit the ground and probably crack the cement\nI need an ambulance, I can't just put them back in my pants (Help me!)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sorry [Part II] with the following description: “Sorry” is a promo single by singer-songwriter Ciara. It was released on September 25th, 2012 as the lead single from her then upcoming album One Woman Army.\nCiara decided to change the direction of the album and scrapped half of the material she had recorded, including the promo singles, for the eventual album Ciara.\nA Part II-style remix by Mike WiLL Made-It, re-written by and featuring Future was released in November. The song was a completely new version, while maintaining the same lyrical concept of the original track.\nThe song was registered on BMI in mid 2012 but only contained the original credits along with the sample Mike WiLL Made-It added from Jodeci/DeVante Swing [Donald DeGrate]. The actual credits containing Mike WiLL and Future’s songwriting publishing have yet to be released.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Future & \nCiara\n]\nCi Ci (\nYeah\n)\nIt's poppin' babe (\nWe gon' do it like this\n)\nI really wanna ease your pain (\nFor all the lovers out there\n)\nI really wanna ease your pain\nDon’t wanna see you shed a tear again\nDon’t wanna see you shed a tear again\nI wanna be the best of friends\nOh, we can become the best of friends\n[Verse 1: Ciara]\nBaby, baby don’t mistake me\nI wanna get up on it right now (right now)\nBut if I let you take me, will you forsake me?\nCause boy, this game is breaking me down\nSometimes I dream about you\nCan’t sleep without you, but boy, you got me trippin’\nI try to fight and I cry at night cause I can’t forget this feeling\nYou missin’ me right now, you could be kissin’ me right now\nYou walked away, I walked away, we should've stayed, baby\n[Chorus: Ciara]\nAll you had to, all-all you had to, all you had to do, do-do\nAll you had to, all-all you had to, all you had to do\nIs say that I’m sorry, sorry, sorry\nSay that I’m sorry, sorry, sorry\nYou know you want me\nYou gon' miss this body, you gon' miss me shorty\nBaby, say you’re sorry [Verse 2: Ciara]\nBaby my body's callin' yours\nBut the voice in my head is sayin' no\nWould this be the last time I let you play with my mind?\nCause' this beat in my heart, I can’t control (oh)\nYou be trynna' act hard, but I know your cards\nBoy, who you think you’re trickin'?\nYou could have any girl around the world\nBut she can’t give you this feeling\nI know you missin' me right now\nYou could be kissin’ me right now\nI walked away, you walked away\nWe should’ve stayed, baby\n[Chorus: Ciara]\nAll you had to, all-all you had to, all you had to do, do-do\nAll you had to, all-all you had to, all you had to do\nIs say that I’m sorry, sorry, sorry\nSay that I’m sorry, sorry, sorry\nYou know you want me\nYou gon' miss this body, you gon' miss me shorty\nBaby, say you’re sorry\n[Verse 3: Future]\nYou know my ego bigger than the earth\nI’d spoil your appetite, I’d eat you for dessert\nI could’ve told you sorry, but I bought the ‘rarri\nYou got me goin’ in the zone, girl you got me vibin’\nAnd then I pull up in that new Bentley splurging\nI’m a franchise, nigga, I know what you’re worth\nWanna go to Paris, we can go to Paris\nI don’t wanna lose you, I just gotta have you [Outro: Ciara]\nI’m really missin’ you, I really wanna hug you, boy\nI really wanna touch you, boy\nOh, baby won’t you say you’re sorry?\nYou know you miss me too, so tell me what you waitin' for\nBaby, won’t you say you’re sorry?\nOh, woah, oh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Player with the following description: \n“Player” is a promo single by singer-songwriter Tinashe. The official radio/video version included vocals from Chris Brown.\n\nInitially meant to be the lead single from her sophomore album Joyride, the chart failure of the song meant the singer eventually released 5 more promo singles before deciding on “No Drama” as the official first single from the LP. The main version of the song did however appear on pressings of the final album, featuring vocals from AK-69 in place of Chris Brown.\n\nAn EP was released to digital media to promote the single, featuring 6 official remixes. The original solo version was also released to Spotify and the Luca Lush Remix to Beatport.\n\nThe song was produced by Max Martin /Wolf Cousins-associates Alexander Kronlund and Lukas Loules, who the singer also worked with on the track “Prisoner”, recorded during initial Joyride sessions, as well as the Fifth Harmony promo singles “That’s My Girl” and “The Life”.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Tinashe]\nLive life like if I want, I do\nIf I want love, I get it (Get it, I get it)\nFooled me twice, if I fall for you\nIf I go there, forget it (Oh)\n[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]\nSo you better stay up, player\nYeah, you better keep up, player\n'Cause tonight is a game changer\nSo you better stay up, player\n[Verse 2: Tinashe]\nPlayin' with fire, if I burn, you do\nIf I hurt, you won't let it (You won't let it)\nStacked my deck like I ain't gon' lose\nLike a victim, forget it\n[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]\nSo you better stay up, player\nYeah, you better keep up, player\n'Cause tonight is a game changer\nSo you better stay up, up, player\n[Chorus: Tinashe]\nYou and I make so much love\nWhy you got me all fucked up?\nYeah, you got me holdin' back, holdin' back\nBut it ain't enough\nYou and I make so much love\nWhy you got me all fucked up?\nYeah, you got me holdin' back, holdin' back\n'Cause it ain't enough [Verse 3: Chris Brown]\nAlright, baby girl, I don't want them other bitches\nYou be talkin' that shit, callin' me a player (Oh, yeah)\nAin't no competition, fuck the opposition\nI'm the man of my city, just like the mayor (Ooh, hm)\nI met her in the hotel lobby\nThen we started lovin' in the elevator\nYou know I had to eat that\nTongue on her body, see you later, alligator (Ooh)\nRollin' 'round in the bed, smackin' her on her ass\nShe a stone-cold killer, .45 in the bag (Yeah)\nMama told her never mess with a nigga like me\nI took her to Fruit Town to meet my OG\nI took her to the Westside, like, \"What's up?\"\nWhen we was on the Eastside, we fucked\nNow we sittin' court-side, P-dub\nPut me in the bed, you ain't gotta worry 'bout it\nYeah, you better stay\n[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe, \nTinashe & Chris Brown\n, \nChris Brown\n]\nYeah, you better stay up, \nplayer\nYeah, you better keep up (\nUp\n), \nplayer\n'Cause tonight is a game changer\nSo you better stay up, up player (Up)\n[Chorus: Tinashe & Chris Brown, \nTinashe\n]\nYou and I make so much love\nWhy you got me all fucked up?\nYeah, you got me\n holdin' back, holdin' back\nBut it ain't enough\nYou and I make\n so much love\nWhy you got me\n all fucked up?\nYeah, you got me\n holdin' back, holdin' back\n'Cause it ain't enough [Post-Chorus: Tinashe, \nTinashe & Chris Brown\n, \nChris Brown\n]\nYou and I make so much love, \nplayer\n(I don't wanna give up, uh, but you're makin' it rough, uh)\nYeah, you got me \nholdin' back, holdin' back\n(You got me holdin' back, holdin' back) But it ain't enough (\nYeah\n)\nYou and I make so much love, \nplayer\n(I don't wanna give up, uh, but you're makin' it rough, uh)\nYeah, you got me \nholdin' back, holdin' back\n'Cause it ain't enough\n[Outro: Tinashe]\n(Ain't enough) Player\n(Ain't enough)\n[Click here to read Tinashe's notes on working with Max Martin]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Mistake with the following description: On “Mistake”, Demi sings about leaving someone who wasn’t good for them at all.\nEven though the song wasn’t released as a single, it managed to peak at #91 on the South Korea Gaon Chart. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nNow that I'm thinking sober\nDon't you try to get no closer\nI'm just gonna get in my car and drive, and drive\nLooking in the rear view mirror\nEverything is so much clearer\nWatch me wave it all goodbye, goodbye\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nThe lights flashing, giving me all the danger signs\nSomeone to save, to save, but it don't work that way\n[Chorus]\nThink you made your greatest mistake\nI'm not gonna call this a break\nThink you really blew it this time\nThink you could walk on such a thin line\nWon't be taking your midnight calls\nIgnore the rocks you throw at my wall\nI see it written on your face\nYou know you made it, your greatest mistake\n(Your greatest mistake, your greatest mistake, your greatest mistake)\n[Verse 2]\nWhen the last straw is broken\nWhen the last door is closing\nI ain't that dumb to stick around, stick around\nI ain't got the time for looking back\nWhen you let yourself slip through the cracks\nAnd you just keep going down, down, down [Pre-Chorus 2]\nI'ma stay undercover\nLay low, need some time\nNo one to save, to save\nThis sick cycle’s over, babe\n[Chorus]\nThink you made your greatest mistake\nI'm not gonna call this a break\nThink you really blew it this time\nThink you could walk on such a thin line\nWon't be taking your midnight calls\nIgnore the rocks you throw at my wall\nI see it written on your face\nYou know you made it, your greatest mistake (Ooh-oh)\n[Bridge]\nWhy you looking at me, spitting the same old line?\nTryna creep back, ain't no flipping my mind\nDon't you get it by now? The story's over, over\nStill calling my name outside my house\nI'm hitting the switch, watch the lights go out\nWatch the lights go out\n[Breakdown]\nI hope you ache, ache, ache, oh-oh, oh\nI hope you ache, ache, ache, ah-oh, oh, yeah-yeah-yeah [Chorus]\nThink you made your greatest mistake (Mistake)\nI'm not gonna call this a break\nThink you really blew it this time\nThink you could walk on such a thin line\nWon't be taking your midnight calls\nIgnore the rocks you throw at my wall\nI see it written on your face\nYou know you made it, your greatest mistake\n[Outro]\nAy-ay-ay (Oh, oh)\nAy-ay-ay (Ooh, oh)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Telling it Like it Is with the following description: “Telling It Like It Is” is an unreleased song by Dua Lipa. A snippet first appeared online on May 16, 2019, with the full song leaking on May 26. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nBaby you should leave this girl alone\nBut you won't, won’t, won't\nBut you don't, don’t, don't\nNow delete my number from your phone\nBut you won't-won't-won't\nYou gotta go, go, go\nOh my, my, my\nGonna spell it right out\n[Chorus]\nI don't know what you're looking for\nBut I don't think it’s me\nI wish I could give you my all\nNot good at make believe\nI don’t feel how you feel\nI'm just telling it like it is\nI don’t need you to say those words over\nI'm just telling it like it is\n[Verse 2]\nBoy, man up\nYou're not some animal\nNo no no, no no no\nRather die a thousand times tonight\nThan take you home, than take you home\nThese walls I build, they're never coming down [Chorus]\nI don’t know what you're looking for\nBut I don't think it's me\nI wish I could give you my all\nNot good at make believe\nI don't feel how you feel\nI'm just telling it like it is\nI don't need you to say those words over\nI'm just telling it like it is\n[Bridge]\nI'm not messed up baby, I'm not heartless\nJust not ready to start looking for apartments\nI'm into shopping but no baby departments\nBang, I tell it like it is\nI'm not messed up baby, I'm not heartless\nJust not ready to start looking for apartments\nI'm into shopping but no baby departments\nBang, I tell it like it is, I tell it like it is\n[Chorus]\nCause I don't know what you're looking for\nBut I don't think it's me\nI wish I could give you my all\nNot good at make believe\nI don't feel how you feel\nI'm just telling it like it is\nI don't need you to say those words over\nI don't know what you're looking for\nBut I don't think it's me\nI wish I could give you my all\nNot good at make believe\nI don't feel how you feel\nI'm just telling it like it is\nI don't need you to say those words over\nI'm just telling it like it is" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Boy Bandz with the following description: “Boy Bandz” is Post Malone’s braggadocious statement he has money by the bands and spends it on clothes, and jewelry. He further describes how his jewelry glistens and jumps around with an analogy to the popular late-‘90s boy band *NSYNC.\nThe song is found to resemble grunge type music with his vocal style and it’s distorted bass line. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nI got *NSYNC dancing on my neck\nAnd these Cubans cost a motherfucking check\nGot boy bands like I'm Lance Bass\nSo pretty lil momma come away\n(Come my way, come my way, come my way)\nBaby bye bye bye\nBaby bye bye bye\nI got *NSYNC dancing on my neck\nAnd these Cubans cost a motherfucking check\nGot boy bands like I'm Lance Bass\nPretty lil momma come my way\n(Come my way, come my way, come my way)\n[Chorus]\nI got *NSYNC dancing on my neck\nAnd these Cubans cost a motherfucking check\nGot boy bands like I'm Lance Bass\nPretty lil momma come my way\nI got N'Sync dancing on my neck\nAnd these Cubans cost a motherfucking check\nGot boy bands like I'm Lance Bass\nPretty lil momma come my way\n[Verse]\nAyy\nYoung motherfucker swing my gold\nEverybody act like they know\nEverybody want to do the most\nI don't do Balmain no more\nAnd tell that motherfucker pour more\nI spill ghost blood on my coat\nMight rock Moncler when I'm cold\nGoddamn that's a whole 'lotta dough\nGot them Backstreet Boys, ayy\nLot of chains but I swear I ain't ever change\nAnd I might pull up in a Mercedes\nWith 16 gold teeth in my face\nAnd you know if I want it, I'ma get it\nAnd if I owe you something, I'ma pay it\nIf you want to say something, then say it\nIf you want to try the jewels, make my day [Chorus]\nI got *NSYNC dancing on my neck\nAnd these Cubans cost a motherfucking check\nGot boy bands like I'm Lance Bass\nSo pretty lil momma come my way" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Gonorrhea with the following description: The intro track to Wayne’s I Am Not a Human Being which was the second album he released in 2010.\n“Gonorrhea” is named after a sexually transmitted infection that can cause painful urination and infertility.\nThis track also marks the first of three features on I Am Not a Human Being by Young Money rapper Drake who later features on “With You” and “Right Above It”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nSound like my mic is right\n[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]\nI am not a human\nShout to all my moon men\nYeah, they call me Tune, got them bitches tuned in\nIt's a crazy world, so I stay in mine\nAnd niggas don’t cross the line\nNiggas stay in line\nLike welfare\nI'm Saint Elsewhere\nHotter than the Devil? Nigga, hell yeah\nRock-a-bye-baby; homicide, baby\nThat's more tear drops, call me Crybaby\nWhat you talking 'bout? Tell it to my 9\nCut your tongue out, mail it to your moms\nI’m a young God, swagger unflawed\nBitch, I'm in the building, you in the front yard\nLife's a bitch, naw, better yet a dumb broad\nAnd I bet I can fuck the world and make it cum hard\nYeah, you boys is washed up\nAnd I’m shitting on 'em like two girls and one cup, yuck\nWeezy Baby AKA Bring The Money Home\nPull out a AK and pop you in your funny bone\nLaugh now, die later, motherfucker\nYou's a bitch like Zeta Phi Beta, motherfucker [Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nYeah, I call it how I see ya\nI wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea\nYeah, I call it how I see ya\nI wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nMan, I’m so tired of balling, I sleep a lot now\nI’ll let my goons rush ya, like Moscow\nGun at your eyebrow: Pow-Pow\nMan, I ball hard, even with five fouls\nYeah, we in this bitch, like tampons\nDump you in the woods, now get your camp on\nChoke-hold around this shit 'cause I’m so hands-on\nI get high as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on\nBack against the wall, and my two feet is what I stand on\nDiva in the room, she blowing me just like a band horn\nGot her on her knees, the same knees that she be praying on\nNow she just text her girlfriend with a capital \"You can join\"\nYeah, what y’all wanna do? I’m all ears\nSmoking on that Headband, call that shit that Paul Pierce\nI’m just so ahead of my time, like dog years\nBal' like Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears [Chorus: Lil Wayne & \nDrake\n]\nYeah, I call it how I see ya\nI wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea (ha-ha)\nYeah, I call it how I see ya\nI wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea (\nUh, yeah\n)\nPussy ass nigga, I don’t want your gonorrhea\n[Verse 3: Drake]\nI am spending much more than I’m making\nOn these cars and these vacations, is that too much information?\nI just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing\nWith a windshield full of tickets 'cause I live right by the station\nI am tryna figure out why you so mad at me\nYes, I’m with Young Money, tell the magazines stop asking me\nI be with the dread with the tattoos on his head\nAnd a flag the color red like a fucking low battery\n(Okay) Nigga, peep the shit I’m wyling on\nI be with your baby mama, you be with your child at home\nBig Mo, Big Red, two cups made of styrofoam\nBig cheese, big bread, call that shit a cal-zone\n(Okay) I will break your fucking collar bone\nUs against the world, better pick which fucking side you on\nWayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting mileage on\nAnd we about to kill 'em, C4, Mr. Carter's home [Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nYeah, call it how I see ya\nI wish I never met ya, I wouldn’t wanna be ya\nWe some asshole niggas, call us diarrhea\nThe money keep growing, yep, it's growing like a Chia, haha\nYeah, I call it how I see ya\nY’all some pussy ass niggas, we should call ya gonorrhea\nYou keep talking that shit, I’ma see ya\nKill your senorita, and your fucking Mama Mia" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Otis Freestyle with the following description: Busta Rhymes joins with the dog, DMX, just released from the jail (again), to freestyle on the Otis beat from Jay-Z and Kanye West\nPeep Keep It Fr3sh for macro-level analysis of the track.. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[DMX]\nI’m taking the mic, fuck who’s next!\n2 niggas repping the R, X & X\nMy nigga, there are no raps shit\nMy nigga clap shit that quick\nYeah, we on that shit\n[Busta Rhymes]\nAbout to roundhouse kick you motherfuckers face off\nMy voice so big you can turn the fuckin base off\nWanted for lots of murders lately - cops surround the place off\nI’m busting DMX up in this bitch\nYou better take off\n[DMX]\nWent away for a while.. jail, prison\nGetting down for real, fuck it - living!\nDon’t worry about what condition I’m in\nCats can't survive half the places I’ve been\n[Busta Rhymes]\nAnd while a lot of motherfuckers\nSit and watch the throne killer\nWe in the booth barking dog, welcome home\nWe spazzing in this bitch\nWhile we keeping the crowd hyped\nRemind em like what this\nShit's supposed to sound like\nDogg, I pulled up in front\nOf the jail to picked you up\nConvoy of whips with about 30 bitches in the trunk\nCome on! [DMX]\nThey saying locked down is easy\nBut a nigga like me is greasy\nPopulation or PC, Check my file nigga\nSee what I’m on\nFeeding with that thing, then I’m gone\n[Busta Rhymes]\nMost you niggas talk too much\nPutting police on ‘em\nBunch of blabbermouth-ass niggas: Jackie Gleason\nI dig my foot in your face, putting my cleats on\nYou niggas steady watching me putting the streets on\n[DMX]\nYou need to think cause I got on chain that something changed?\nBitch, I am the streets. what's my name\nI’ve been trying to stay sucker free\nBut look where the suckers be\nLit the fire under me, can’t a motherfucker breathe\n[Busta Rhymes]\nI know you baggage claim rapper niggas.. just carry my luggage\nAnd I take great pleasure whenever it’s time to punish\nIncinerate a rhyme, let me throw their ass in the rubbish\nI don’t give fuck what they think\nYou niggas know that I run this\nYou niggas can see just what it is and how I’m on it\nHow I fuck your money up and be the foulest nigga [DMX]\nFall back cause of all that noise you're making\nOnly lets me know you boys is faking\nLet me know that everything\nYou got is mine for the takin\nBefore I leave you dead and stinkin\nLook here, I don’t play games, I don’t say names\nJump through with the guns out spraying lames\nI don’t take aim, hit the whole crowd\nMy shit loud!\n[Busta Rhymes]\nYa’ll niggas know my M.O, I kill you, little boy\nHeatseeker missle whistle seek and destroy\nYou ain't ready for the standoff\nAnd while a dog shooting\nI’m chopping a nigga's hand off\nFunny little nigga, see the way I treat him\nTalk shit when I whoop niggas, than I beat them\nAnd if you run around, I woop your ass cookoo\nDon't. Talk. Back. When your father's talking to you\nThese corny niggas is wavin surrender flag banners\nTaking no prisoners, pussy, I’m teaching your ass manners\nFuck your ass up bad, more bangers\nAnd air them out to dry\nLike we left them on clothes hangers\nI’m sickly as hell, eat your body up: cancer\nWho's the nicest in the spot?\nYa’ll already knowing the answer\nThen I listen to niggas talk\nAnd they fill me up with laughter\nThese niggas say they're \"thug\"\nBut be lookin' more like a dancer\nThere's something that you niggas need to know, it's so important\nThat I ain't the one to fuck with homey\nI’m tired of talking!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Phresh Out the Runway with the following description: This song samples a distorted version of Joey Beltram’s “Mentasm”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Rihanna]\nI see you walk\nYou know that I need you\nI hear you, boy\nYou know that I\nI see you walk\n[Verse 1: Rihanna]\nLove it, then come and get it\nI know that ya fuckin' with it\nYa see me, ya like it, huh?\nHeels Givenchy, huh?\nLove it, then play it back\nPlus where the forty at?\nI'm fucking ya cheap trill\nOn top of my fifty mill\nWe eating the cake killa\nOwn it, but don't kill her\nMy jewelers are diamond rollers\nMy rock, chinchilla\nSome more for the fun\nI'm rolling like rockstars\nI got fifty muthafuckers in my watch\nWith my bandz out\n[Chorus: The-Dream]\nPhresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh, phresh out the runway\nPhre-phre-phresh out the runway\nBitch, I'm phresh out the runway\nBitch, I'm phresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhre-phre-phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out, hold up [Verse 2: Rihanna]\nVenus, I'm out at coast\nMy bitches don't know\nFuck with her\nMy designer drip to the fucking flo'\nBe out in that\nThey like 'em in all them honey stuffs\nMonas are rolling loudies\nAnd my bitches so Bulgari\nBodies of Ducatis\nDo what the fuck you want\nI bet you niggas gon' be like\n\"Bitch, this my fucking song\"\nHow could you be so hood?\nBut you so fucking pop?\nHow could you be so fun\nAnd sound like you selling rocks?\nWhat's in the ching dollars?\nWhat's in my chain dollars?\nAll of the bank dollars\nGot change for small dollars\nEverything plain dollars\nI was in the back line\nI'm standing in the bank line\nYou throwing up the gang sign [Chorus: The-Dream & \nRihanna\n]\nPhresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhre-phre-phresh out the runway\nBitch, I'm phresh out the runway\nBitch, I'm phresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway (\nI see you walk\n')\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway (\nI hear you, boy\n)\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out, hold up\n[Bridge: Rihanna]\nI bet you wanna know what my crew about\nYou really wanna know how we get down\nWalk up in this bitch like we own this, ho\nOwn this hoe, like we own this ho\nI bet you wanna know what I'm all about\nYou really wanna know how I get down\nWalk up in this bitch like I own the ho\nI own a ho, uh-huh [Chorus: The-Dream & \nRihanna\n]\nPhresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh, phresh out the runway\nPhre-phre-phresh out the runway\nBitch, I'm phresh out the runway\nBitch, I'm phresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh, phresh, phresh, phresh\nPhresh out the runway\nBitch, I'm phresh out the runway (\nI see you walk\n)\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway (\nI hear you, boy\n)\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out, hold up\n[Outro: The-Dream & \nRihanna\n]\n-nway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhre-phre-phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out the runway (\nYou-you-you-you\n)\nBitch, I'm phresh out, phresh out the runway\nPhresh out, phresh out\nPhre-phresh out, phre-phresh out the runway" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called My Favorite Part with the following description: Mac Miller and Ariana Grande reunite for a duet on the soulful love song, “My Favorite Part.” Due to the timing of release—just days after Mac and Ariana confirmed their relationship—many believe that the song is them expressing their love for each other. However, in a September 2016 interview with People, Mac said the song had been written beforehand and that working on it together is what led to their close friendship being rekindled. Additionally, after the two split up in May 2018, Ariana revealed that the only song written about her on The Divine Feminine is “Cinderella.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Ariana Grande]\nI don't know why, I think that he makes me smile\n[Chorus: Mac Miller]\nSaid, you just don't know how beautiful you are\nAnd, baby, that's my favorite part\nYou walk around so clueless to it all\nLike nobody gonna break your heart\nIt'll be alright, babe, see, me, I got you covered\nI'm gon' be your lover, you might be the one\nIf it's only tonight, ayy, we don't need to worry\nWe ain't in a hurry, rushin' into love\n[Verse: Mac Miller]\nSaid, you know I know who you really are, ain't need to lie\nSaid, the Universe couldn't keep us apart\nWhy would it even try?\nYeah, said, don't let them hurt you ever\nI know you far too smart\nBefore things come together, they have to fall apart\nIt's been a while since I've been sober\nThis life can be so hard, I'd rather talk about you\n[Chorus: Mac Miller, \nAriana Grande\n & \nBoth\n]\nSaid, you just don't know how beautiful you are\nAnd, baby, that's my favorite part (\nOh\n)\nYou walk around so clueless to it all\nLike nobody gonna break your heart\nIt'll be alright, babe, see, me, I got you covered\nI'm gon' be your lover, you might b\ne the one\nIf it's only tonight, ayy, we don't need to worry\nWe ain't in a hurry, rushin' into love\n, \nyeah, yeah [Bridge: Ariana Grande]\nIf you wanna stay, we're takin' it slow, baby\n'Cause you want me, and I got enough on my mind\nBut I can make some time for somethin' so divine, oh, yeah\n[Chorus: Mac Miller, \nAriana Grande\n & \nBoth\n]\nSaid, \nyou just don't know how beautiful you are\n (Yeah)\nAnd, baby, that's my favorite part,\n \nbaby\nYou walk around so clueless to it all\nLike nobody gonna break your heart\nIt'll be alright, babe, see, me, I got you covered\nI'm gon' be your lover, you might be the one\nIf it's only tonight, ayy, we don't need to worry\nWe ain't in a hurry, rushin' into love" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Storm with the following description: “The Storm” is a leaked collaboration between Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign and the late XXXTENTACION. On the track, Ty and Kanye encourage a female listener to take control of their life. X’s rowdy verse, which was picked from his unreleased “Yes Indeed Remix,” features him boasting about fighting, his sex life, and his expensive taste.\n“The Storm” was believed to be a cut from West’s now-scrapped album, Yandhi. Eventually, the track made its way onto Ye’s ninth studio album JESUS IS KING, and was renamed to “Everything We Need.” This new version noticeably lacks the XXXTENTACION verse.\nKanye previously linked with X posthumously on “One Minute,” while Kanye and Ty have worked together many times on songs like “All Mine” and “Real Friends.” X also posthumously linked with Ty Dolla $ign on the track “Scared of the Dark” from Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (Soundtrack From & Inspired by the Motion Picture) alongside Lil Wayne. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & \nAnt Clemons\n]\nWe began after the storm inside\nLay the land (Yeah-ah), it's just the morning light (\nWoo, woo\n)\nOh my god, Ronny!\n (\nWoo, woo\n), oh yeah\n[Verse 1: Kanye West & \nAnt Clemons\n]\nWoo-ooh, ooh-ooh\nSwitch your⁠—switch your attitude\nGo 'head, level up yourself\nThis that different latitude\nOoh-ooh, ooh-ooh\nLife too short, don't troll yourself\nFeel that feel, enjoy yourself\n[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & \nAnt Clemons\n]\nGirl, you owe it to yourself (\nOoh-ooh, ooh\n)\nWe began after the storm inside\nGirl, you owe it to yourself (\nOoh-ooh, ooh\n)\nGirl, you owe it to yourself (\nOoh-ooh, ooh-ooh\n)\nWe began after the storm inside\nGirl, you owe it to yourself (\nOoh-ooh, ooh\n)\nGirl, you owe it to yourself\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nWe began after the storm inside\nLay the land (Yeah-ah), it's just the morning light (Oh, yeah) [Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]\nOkay, I'm turnt\nAt the party,\n \nfuck 'round, pussy boy, and you get burnt\nActin' up, you actin' buff, you fuck 'round, you get murked\nThese niggas bitches, mm, I get it\nSauce, bitch, I'm with it, uh, I get it\nShots at your fitted (Ayy), mm, I did it\nYuh, I did it, yuh, I did it\nNiggas askin' where I get my drip at\nTold a nigga throw a backpack, nigga, back-back, hmm\nAsking for the money, where your racks at?\nIf you ain't my brother, told a fuck nigga \"Hush that\", uh\nCartier, Cartier, throwing shade, uh\nAsian bitch really like to crochet, uh\nAnd my wrist never like throwing shade, uh\nCame to the crib off of Kool-Aid, ayy\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nWe began after the storm inside\nLay the land (Yeah-ah), it's just the morning light (Oh, yeah)\nWe began after the storm inside\nLay the land (Yeah-ah), it's just the morning light\n[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & \nAnt Clemons\n]\nWe began after the storm inside\nLay the land, it's just the morning light\nWe began after the storm inside\nLay the land, it's just the morning light" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Tom Ford with the following description: Jay Z’s “Tom Ford” includes a sample from M.I.A.’s “Bad Girls,” the lyrics of which follow the same cadence and flow.\nGet back, get down\nPull me closer if you think you can hang\nHands up, hands tied\nhttps://twitter.com/S_C_/statuses/354317836769968128\nAbout Jay Z and the song, the real Tom Ford said:\n“I know (Jay Z) and he emailed me when he was working on it, and he said, \"Oh you know I’ve got a song called Tom Ford, and I can’t wait for you to hear it blah blah blah.” When it came out, A) I had to go to this thing called Rap Translator or something like that online to translate so I could understand…“\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvhMzpSVCr8\nIn 2013, when Toronto mayor Rob Ford was embroiled in what seems like dozens of simultaneous scandals, Canadian DJ Steve Porter remixed “Tom Ford” incorporating soundbites from press conferences, one of numerous similar parodies. That Ford’s antics coincided perfectly with the release of this song is the kind of star alignment comedians can only pray for…\nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zy5j_AL0kak Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nClap for a nigga with his rapping ass\nBlow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass\nClap for a nigga with his rapping ass\nBlow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass\n[Chorus]\nTom Ford\nTom Ford\nTom Ford\n[Bridge]\nComing up, coming down\nRiding clean fix your hair in my Crown\nBad bitch,\n \nH town\nKeep it trill,\n \ny'all know y'all can't fuck around\n[Verse 1]\nParis where we been,\n \npard' my Parisian\nIt's Hov time in no time,\n \nit's fuck-all-y'all season\nPiss Bordeaux and Burgundies,\n \nflush out a Riesling\nWhen Hov's out, them hoes out, y'all put y'all weaves in,\n \nand\nClap for a nigga with his rapping ass\nBlow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass\nSpent all my euros on tuxes and weird clothes\nI party with weirdos,\n \nyeah Hov, yeah Hov [Chorus]\nI don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford\nInternational bring back the Concorde\nNumbers don't lie, check the scoreboard\nTom Ford\nTom Ford\nTom Ford\n[Verse 2]\nHands down got the best flow,\n \nsound I'm so special\nSound boy burial,\n \nthis my Wayne Perry flow\nY'all know nothing 'bout Wayne Perry though\nDistrict of Columbia,\n \nguns on y'all Tumblrs\nFuck hashtags and retweets, nigga\n140 characters in these streets, nigga\nPardon my laughing, y'all only flagging on beats, nigga\nPardon my laughing, I happen to think you sweet\n[Chorus]\nI don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford\nInternational bring back the Concorde\nNumbers don't lie, check the scoreboard\nTom Ford\nTom Ford\nTom Ford [Interlude]\nOh, man,\n \nhomie, so throwed\n[Bridge]\nComing up, coming down\nRiding clean fix your hair in my Crown\nBad bitch,\n \nH town\nKeep it trill,\n \ny'all know y'all can't fuck around\n[Outro]\nHold up\nI don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Shivers with the following description: “Shivers” is the third single released from Ed Sheeran’s fourth solo studio album, = (Equals).\nSheeran first previewed the song by playing a snippet during his August 19 Instagram livestream. The track was officially announced by Sheeran just a few weeks later on September 2, one week before it and the music video were released. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI took an arrow to the heart\nI never kissed a mouth that tastes like yours\nStrawberries and then somethin' more\nOoh, yeah, I want it all\nLipstick on my guitar\nFill up the engine, we can drive real far\nGo dancin' underneath the stars\nOoh, yeah, I want it all\nMmm, you got me feelin' like\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI wanna be that guy, I wanna kiss your eyes\nI wanna drink that smile, I wanna feel like I'm\nLike my soul's on fire, I wanna stay up all day and all night\nYeah, you got me singin' like\n[Chorus]\nOoh, I love it when you do it like that\nAnd when you're close up, give mе the shivers\nOh, baby, you wanna dance 'til thе sunlight cracks\nAnd when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back\nAnd we'll say, \"Ooh, I love it when you do it like that\"\nAnd when you're close up, give me the shivers\nOh, baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks\nAnd when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back [Verse 2]\nInto the car\nOn the backseat in the moonlit dark\nWrap me up between your legs and arms\nOoh, I can't get enough\nYou know you could tear me apart\nPut me back together and take my heart\nI never thought that I could love this hard\nOoh, I can't get enough\nMmm, you got me feelin' like\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI wanna be that guy, I wanna kiss your eyes\nI wanna drink that smile, I wanna feel like I'm\nLike my soul's on fire, I wanna stay up all day and all night\nYeah, you got me singin' like\n[Chorus]\nOoh, I love it when you do it like that\nAnd when you're close up, give me the shivers\nOh, baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks\nAnd when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back\nAnd we'll say, \"Ooh, I love it when you do it like that\"\nAnd when you're close up, give me the shivers\nOh, baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks\nAnd when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back [Bridge]\nBaby, you burn so hot, you make me shiver\nWith the fire you got, this thing we started\nI don't want it to stop\nYou know you make me shiver-er-er\nBaby, you burn so hot, you make me shiver\nWith the fire you got, this thing we started\nI don't want it to stop\nYou know you make me shiver\nYeah, you got me singin' like\n[Chorus]\nOoh, I love it when you do it like that\nAnd when you're close up, give me the shivers\nOh, baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks\nAnd when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back (Oh, no)\nAnd we'll say, \"Ooh, I love it when you do it like that\"\nAnd when you're close up, give me the shivers\nOh, baby, you wanna dance 'til the sunlight cracks\nAnd when they say the party's over, then we'll bring it right back, hey" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Wouldn’t Change a Thing with the following description: “Wouldn’t Change a Thing” is a duet sang by Demi Lovato and Joe Jonas, made specially for Camp Rock 2: The Final Jam. At this point in the movie, Demi and Joe’s characters, Mitchie and Shane, are having trouble connecting in their relationship. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Mitchie]\nIt's like he doesn't hear a word I say\nHis mind is somewhere far away\nAnd I don't know how to get there\n[Verse 2: Mitchie, \nShane\n]\nIt's like (\nShe's way too serious\n)\nAll he wants is to chill out (\nShe's always in a rush\n)\nMakes me wanna pull all my hair out (\nAnd interrupting\n)\nLike he doesn't even care (\nLike she doesn't even care\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Mitchie, \nShane\n, \nBoth\n]\nYou, \nme\nWe're face to face\nBut we don't see eye to eye\n[Chorus: Mitchie, \nShane\n, \nBoth\n]\nWe're like fire and rain (\nLike fire and rain\n)\nYou can drive me insane (\nYou can drive me insane\n)\nBut I can't stay mad at you for anything\nWe're Venus and Mars (\nWe're Venus and Mars\n)\nWe're like different stars (\nLike different stars\n)\nBut you're the harmony to every song I sing\nAnd I wouldn't change a thing\n[Verse 3: Shane]\nShe's always tryin' to save the day\nJust wanna let my music play\nShe's all or nothin'\nBut my feelings never change [Verse 4: Mitchie, \nShane\n, \nBoth\n]\nWhy (\nI try to read her mind\n)\nDoes he try to read my mind? (\nShe tries to pick a fight\n)\nIt's not good to psychoanalyze (\nTo get attention\n)\nThat's what all of my friends say\n[Pre-Chorus: Mitchie, \nShane\n, \nBoth\n]\nYou, \nme\nWe're face to face\nBut we don't see eye to eye\n[Chorus: Mitchie, \nShane\n, \nBoth\n]\nWe're like fire and rain (\nLike fire and rain\n)\nYou can drive me insane (\nYou can drive me insane\n)\nBut I can't stay mad at you for anything\nWe're Venus and Mars (\nWe're Venus and Mars\n)\nWe're like different stars (\nLike different stars\n)\nBut you're the harmony to every song I sing\nAnd I wouldn't change a thing\n[Bridge: Shane, \nMitchie\n, \nBoth\n]\nWhen I'm yes, she's no\nWhen I hold on, he just lets go\nWe're perfectly imperfect\nBut I wouldn't change a thing, no [Chorus: Mitchie, \nShane\n, \nBoth\n]\nWe're like fire and rain (\nLike fire and rain\n)\nYou can drive me insane (\nYou can drive me insane\n)\nBut I can't stay mad at you for anything\nWe're Venus and Mars (\nWe're Venus and Mars\n)\nWe're like different stars (\nLike different stars\n)\nBut you're the harmony to every song I sing\nAnd I wouldn't change a thing\nBut I can't stay mad at you for anything\n[Outro: Mitchie, \nShane\n, \nBoth\n]\nWe're Venus and Mars (\nWe're Venus and Mars\n)\nWe're like different stars (\nLike different stars\n)\nBut you're the harmony to every song I sing\nAnd I wouldn't change a\nWouldn't change a thing" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called #mood with the following description: “#mood” is a track first released on SoundCloud by Post Malone. The “White Iverson” rapper, having emerged himself from a Soundcloud-Ssque aesthetic, addresses the peskiest of haters: those from the Internet. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nMad at me, I think I know why\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nIn the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nAt the dealership, tryna get a test drive\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nYou mad as fuck when you see me ride by\n[Verse]\nEverybody wanna talk shit on the internet\nBut they ain't understand they see the work I put into it\nI'm guessing all this bullshit just come with the benefits\n20 years old, 20 carats, my bezel heavy\nDoors suicide, they say a word in remembrance\nAnd they just wanna see me fail but dawg, I ain't havin' it\nThey wanna tear me down and tell you, \"Youngin', you can't handle it\"\nAnd I'm just here to tell 'em that their shit never happenin'\nAnd I just flew by in a drop-top Porsche\nGivenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool\nFlu game Post, people callin' me the G.O.A.T\nPeople gettin' heated, shit my Rollie still cold\nAyy-ayy-ayy\nI got cha-ayy-ayy-ange\nWhy you even lookin'? You ain't pay-ayy-in'\nI'm still loyal what the fuck is y'all sayin'?\nEven though my song stuck in your bitch brain [Chorus]\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nMad at me, I think I know why\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nIn the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nAt the dealership, tryna get a test drive\nHomie, you's a window shopper\nMad as fuck when you see me ride by\n[Verse]\nWanna talk shit on, shit on the net\nBut they ain't understand they see the work I, work I put into it\nI'm guessing all this bullshit just come with, come with the 'fits\n20 years old, 20 carats, carats my heavy\nDoor's suicide, they say a word in, word in remembrance\nAnd they just wanna see me fail but dawg, I, dawg I ain't it\nThey wanna tear me down and tell you, \"Youngin', youngin' can't it\"\nAnd I'm just here to tell 'em that their shit never, never happenin'\nAyy-ayy, ride in a drop-top Porsche\nGivenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool\nFlu game Post, people callin', callin' G.O.A.T\nPeople gettin' heated, shit my Rollie's, Rollie's cold\nAyy-ayy-ayy\nI got cha-ayy-ayy-ange\nWhy you even lookin', lookin'? Pay-ayy-in'\nI'm still loyal, loyal, fuck is y'all sayin'?\nEven though my song stuck in your bitch brain" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Walk In with the following description: The intro to Wayne’s 4th solo album Tha Carter. Weezy introduces us to “his house” by doing what he does best, going in with no hook.\nThis beat appears two more times on this album; on “Inside” and the outro “Walk Out.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah yeah yeah\nIt's the Carter motherfucker, I came back around\nIt's the Carter motherfucker, I came back around\nIt's the Carter motherfucker\nLet me show you my building man, it's the Carter\nI'ma show y'all the ins the outs, the ups the down, know what I'm talking 'bout\nThis is me, fourth solo album baby, I came back around\nBy myself this time, back off the wall\nGuns up in the air in the middle of the street like bang, bang, bang bang, welcome\n[Verse]\nWelcome, this is the Carter y'all welcome\nHard as Malcolm\n, \ndark as The Falcon,\n Lord help him\nBut y'all felt him, and that make you a part of me and pardon me\nIf a part of me is what you wanna be what you oughta be\nDoing, recording me, I'm just acting accordingly, I give orders\nTo the commander in chief, just the commander in me\nHandling streets in the Mandarin V\nI hear you haters slandering me, I just hand 'em to P\nAny drama, I pace it like Indiana\nI take your grandma pacemaker and just hand her the piece\nNot two fingers I simultaneously pop two bangers\nYou do not want angus, USDA prime beef, you're dead meat\nI'm so ahead of these trendy rappers speed up\nI'm already hot when another one starting to heat up\nGot Mannie hot with me 'cause I always beat his beat up\nY'all cats wit y'all feet up starting to look like V'd up\nI'm G'd up on the re-up, in the truck I gotta put my seat up\nIn the trunk I got my base and I ain't speakin about no speakers\nWhat's leaking up out of your speakers is the speech of Weezy F. Baby\nNo more no less Baby, so forth and so on (Let's go)\nFront door, living room young nigga switching weed\nWhat you need? Get you crack, get you weed\nMake your way to the back, look ahead and see\nWhite bitch in the bathroom giving head for speed\nBut don't you turn your head at me, the president been doin it\nThen he tried to ruin it\n, \nbut I built this building from the ruts\nI own all the corners and the cuts in this motherfucker\nAnd the feds know just what's in this motherfucker\nMade niggas so they can't bust in this motherfucker\nSo with that, let's keep it movin'\nOnto the kitchen where my witches keep it brewin'\nUh huh, look at how my bitches do it\nBucky buck naked, look at all my bitches booties\nThey handle all my pharmaceutics\nI got it from Promethazine to Metamucil\nI'm crucial, don't mean to spook you\nBut, this is New Orleans, so my queens do voodoo, ya know?\nSo the things just move through\nI feel your pain, I got things to soothe you\nThere's fields of 'caine, so Wayne and neutral\nDon't hate the game hate the institution\nThere's fields of 'caine, so Wayne and neutral\nDon't hate the game hate the institution, fucker [Outro]\nI came back around, it's the Carter\nShow you the rest of the house later\nWe gonna go upstairs, ya know\nYou know what this is right\nThe Carter, the Carter, the Carter" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Piano with the following description: “Piano” deals with Ariana debating whether or not to write a soulful lament about love and heartbreak; or to choose a pop song that would be played on the radio. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nOh-whoa\nOh-whoa\nHere we go\n[Verse]\nI could write a song with my new piano\nI could sing about how love is a losing battle\nNot hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nAnd I could sing about Cupid and his shooting arrow\nIn the end, you'd find out that my heart was battered\nReal hard (Real hard)\nIt's so hard (It's so hard)\nReal hard (Real hard)\nIt's that hard (It's that hard)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio\nThat makes you wanna dance\nDon't it make you wanna dance?\nBut I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio\nThat makes you wanna grab your lover's hand [Chorus]\nSo hold up and take it through the night\nAnd you should follow through to make it alright\nNow grab each others' hands, get ‘em up\nI wanna see you rock to the piano, the piano, oh\n[Verse]\nI could write a song by my new piano\nI could sing about how love is a losing battle\nNot hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nAnd I could sing about Cupid and his shooting arrow\nIn the end, you'll find out that my heart was battered\nReal hard (It's not hard)\nSo hard (So hard)\nReal hard (It's that hard)\nIt's that hard (It's so hard)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio\nThat makes you wanna dance\nDon't it make you wanna dance?\nBut I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio\nThat makes you wanna grab your lover's hand [Chorus]\nSo hold up and take it through the night\nAnd you should follow through to make it alright\nNow grab each others' hands, get ‘em up\nI wanna see you rock to the piano, the piano\nSo hold up and take it through the night\nAnd you should follow through to make it alright\nNow grab each others' hands, get ‘em up\nI wanna see you rock to the piano, the piano\n[Bridge]\nI'd rather tell you about how I'm feeling, boy\nAnd how I'm doing things my way\nIf I got my piano, then I'm gon' be okay, baby\n[Chorus]\nSo hold up and take it through the night\nAnd you should follow through to make it alright\nNow grab each others' hands, get ‘em up\nI want to see you rock to the piano, the piano\nSo hold up and take it through the night, ooh (\nOh-whoa\n)\nAnd you should follow through to make it alright (\nOh-whoa\n)\nNow grab each others' hands, get ‘em up\nI want to see you rock to the piano, the piano\nSo hold up and take it through the night (\nOh-whoa\n)\nAnd you should follow through to make it alright (\nOh-whoa\n)\nNow grab each others' hands, get ‘em up\nI want to see you rock to the piano, the piano [Outro]\nI could write a song by my new piano\nI could sing about how love is a losing battle\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard (It's not hard)\nIt's not hard" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I Dare You (Trau Dich) with the following description: „I Dare You (Trau Dich)” ist Kelly Clarksons deutsche Version zusammen mit Glasperlenspiel zu ihrem englischen Lied „I Dare You“. Als weitere Versionen gibt es außerdem die Sprachen Französisch, Arabisch, Spanisch und Hebräisch.\nIn ihren sozialen Medien hat Carolin Niemczyk von Glasperlenspiel die Zusammenarbeit als eine „Ehre“ bezeichnet, da sie selbst schon zu Jugendzeiten ein großer Fan war. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Songtext zu „I Dare You (Trau Dich)“]\n[Strophe 1: Carolin Niemczyk]\nWie ein harter Wind\nDer den Winter bringt\nWird die Welt immer grauer\nDeinem Herz wird kalt\nAlle suchen Halt\nKeiner weiß mehr weiter\n[Pre-Refrain: Carolin Niemczyk]\nDie Bühne mag dir fehl'n\nDoch deine Stimme bleibt\nEs ist nicht leicht zu seh'n\nAber wir hab'n noch Zeit\n[Refrain: Carolin Niemczyk]\nTrau dich zu lieben\nOh, trau dich zu lieben\nAuch wenn es dir Angst macht\nUnd du glaubst, dir fehlt der Mut\nAuch wenn es nicht scheint, als wär's genug\nOh, trau dich zu lieben\n[Strophe 2: Kelly Clarkson]\nManche hab'n den Traum\nWollen eine Zukunft bauen\nGemeinsam können wir's schaffen (Oh-oh)\nAnd're geben sich auf\nNehmen das Leid in Kauf\nHat verlernt zu lachen (Oh-oh) [Pre-Refrain: Kelly Clarkson]\nWenn sie dir Unrecht tun\nWeil sie dich nicht verstehen\nDann gibt's nur einen Weg\nAuf dem es weitergeht\n[Refrain: Kelly Clarkson & Carolin Niemczyk]\nTrau dich zu lieben\nOh, trau dich zu lieben\nAuch wenn es dir Angst macht\nUnd du glaubst, dir fehlt der Mut\nAuch wenn es nicht scheint, als wär's genug\nOh, trau dich zu lieben, yeah\n[Pre-Refrain: Kelly Clarkson & Carolin Niemczyk]\nDie Bühne mag dir fehl'n\nDoch deine Stimme bleibt\nEs ist nicht leicht zu seh'n\nAber wir hab'n noch Zeit\n[Refrain: \n Carolin Niemczyk\n & Kelly Clarkson]\nTrau dich zu lieben\nOh, trau dich zu lieben\nAuch wenn es dir Angst macht\nUnd du glaubst, dir fehlt der Mut\nAuch wenn es nicht scheint, als wär's genug\nOh, trau dich zu lieben\nTrau dich zu lieben\nOh, trau dich zu lieben" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Overdose with the following description: In the eleventh track on Future Hndrxx Presents: The WIZRD, Future once again raps about all his wealth and success by making an analogy between being high on drugs and his wealth, saying that he’s “overdosed” on jewerly, money and fancy clothing, as can be seen in the last lines of the only verse of the song. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nThis shit, this shit, this shit, it's not gon' be that\nYou see what I'm sayin'?\nIt's, it's, it's overload, overload, overload\n[Chorus]\nSwag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most (We flexed up)\nBodybag Dior (Cash fill mine), as well as Saint Laurent (As well as Saint)\nBalenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut (Pop)\nTop shotta in the guts, uh-huh, double M, it's a must, uh-huh\nMaybach, sippin' mud, uh-huh, matte black with the guts, uh-huh\nBlasted off into it, uh-huh, blast off in a toy, uh-huh\nThey gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed\nTransport a lot of guns, uh-huh, take a bad bitch to lunch, uh-huh\n[Verse]\nI'm too rich to be sober\nI done fucked off in Gucci, I done bought over ten Rovers\nGave a thousand bags to the soldiers\nI done put a lot on my shoulders (Yeah)\nI ain't holdin' out, I'm the coldest (Ain't holdin' back)\nI ain't holdin' back, I'm devoted (Ain't holdin' back)\nYou can be the wave, I'm the ocean (You be the wave)\nI done ran away with the bands (Yeah)\nI done fucked the face of a fan (I fucked her face)\nI done gave away a Cayenne (I gave away)\nGot the whole world takin' Xans (The world)\nBen Franks, they got the gang gang turnt up to the max (The max)\nMy lil' goon made a million dollars, now she ain't gettin' whacked\nMy wrist must be on drugs, my ears must be on drugs\nMy chain must be on drugs, I'm lookin' like I'm on drugs\nMy right pocket got drugs, my left side pocket got drugs\nMy pinky finger on drugs, I'm flooded out on drugs [Chorus]\nSwag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most (We flexed up)\nBodybag Dior (Cash fill mine), as well as Saint Laurent (As well as Saint)\nBalenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut\nTop shotta in the guts, uh-huh, double M, it's a must, uh-huh\nMaybach, sippin' mud, uh-huh, matte black with the guts, uh-huh\nBlasted off into it, uh-huh, blast off in a toy, uh-huh\nThey gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed\nTransport a lot of guns, uh-huh, take a bad bitch to lunch, uh-huh\n[Outro]\nBlast off in a toy (Uh-huh)\nWhip the soft 'til it's hard (Uh-huh)\nSadity shit like McCartney (Huh)\nMy whip crazy in the Forgis (Uh-huh)\nAll my white bitches like it (Uh-huh)\nSendin' a tip where to strike it\n (Uh-huh)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bet My Heart with the following description: “Bet My Heart” consists as the fifth track off of Maroon 5’s sixth studio album, Red Pill Blues, which was published on November 3, 2017.\nThe track contains consistent guitar strumming and drum beats which show how, regardless of the slight transition to pop-infused sounds, the band manage to maintain their original rock vibes within their new work. It speaks of how Levine bets on how he will get his love interest to be with him, and thinks about the probabilities of her remain with him. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nIt's not time for conversation, no\nI don't wanna complicate this for you\nAnd I leave them other girls alone\nIf you'll be the one that I come home to\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAll of my love, all of my love\nMy time, my attention, my patience, I'm giving it all\nAll the above, all the above\nNo, this ain't the way that I usually play this, no no\n[Chorus]\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nI don't wanna slow down, won't you let me know now?\nWould I lose, oh, if I bet my heart on you?\n[Verse 2]\nIs it real, is it fake?\nWould you leave, would you stay?\nWill the night turn into day?\nWill we get closer? Or will it be over?\nI'm only hoping I don't waste, I don't waste\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAll of my love, all of my love\nMy time, my attention, my patience, I'm giving it all\nAll the above, all the above\nNo, this ain't the way that I usually play this, no no [Chorus]\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nI don't wanna slow down, won't you let me know now?\nWould I lose, oh, if I bet my heart on you?\nIf I bet my heart on you?\n[Bridge]\nIt's not time for conversation, no\nI don't wanna complicate this for you\nAnd I leave them other girls alone\nIf you'll be the one that I come home to\n[Chorus]\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nI don't wanna slow down, won't you let me know now?\nWould I lose, oh\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nWould I lose if I bet my heart on you?\nI don't wanna slow down, won't you let me know now?\nWould I lose, oh, if I bet my heart on you?\nIf I bet my heart on you?\nIf I bet my heart on you?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Another You (Remix) with the following description: The World Famous Tony Williams brings a remix to his well recieved midwest collaboration with Kanye West and adds King Chip and Freddie Gibbs on it. Produced by Bink! Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Tony Williams]\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nThey ain't never been up in your shoes\nThere'll never be another you\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nBaby you ain't got nothing to prove\nThere'll never be another you\n[Verse 1: King Chip]\nThanks for having me Tony, you know\nShe got money from her last two exes\nNo kids, new Jag, new Lexus\nAnd cook a bad ass breakfast\nJust incredible, how the sex is\nSo I leave her but then I come right back\nShe be catchin' attitude and I don't like that\nWanna talk that shit, I'mma strike back\nOnly for the makeup sex and the night cap\nThey got a bed on the PJ\nMy thing got beef with your coochie\nGot money, still sneak in the movie\nLove the adventure and when you do me\nI heard last man, soft ass friend like Macho Man\nLil' tight ass shirt on, let's just call him not your man\nI'm just saying [Chorus: Tony Williams]\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nThey ain't never been up in your shoes\nThere'll never be another you\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nBaby you ain't got nothing to prove\nThere'll never be another you\n[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]\nF.G., all these, freak bitches wanna sex me\nBut due to the fact I'm a mac with a mothafuckin' sack\nMan a bitch can't stress me\nI'm with Alicia, Lauren, and Leslie\nMiami rooftop Cabana\nHeard they fucked my crew from Atlanta\nNow I'm tryna hit it so pardon my manners\nI was born with it so pardon this pimpin'\nCan't learn nothin' talkin', bitch listen\nNeed a thick rare thing up in my bed frame\nYou look like you fit that description\nGet up in the GT and get missin'\nPush button start, the keyless ignition\nWhole damn thing, it cost me 240\n'Fore I left the lot I slapped it on Forgi’s, uh\nAnd it don't really matter what you do\nCause I don't know another chick like you\nFrom the front to the back to the side\nAin't another nigga doin' it like I do\nSmoked out, I'm toasted\nFucked the bitch and made her lose focus\nOff another dose of this dope dick\nTell all your friends, girl, promote this it's Gibbs [Chorus: Tony Williams]\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nThey ain't never been up in your shoes\nThere'll never be another you\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nBaby you ain't got nothing to prove\nThere'll never be another you\n[Verse 3: King Chip]\nYou know a nigga need that one thing\nShe want a nigga that's stunting\nEvery time she pitch, I grand slam\nSay her man be bunting\nWell tonight, we going hunting\nShe like women like I do\nDamn, well tonight we can try two\nDamn, where the fuck a nigga find you?\nYou know a nigga mentally fucked up\nProlly on the bud, walk up in the club, get all the love\nAll because a nigga fucks with Cud\nAnd even Kanye sees me, he says what's up\nTony I think I found the one\nBut she can't talk, her man is home\nI told her save my name as Shaft Long in her damn phone [Chorus: Tony Williams]\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nThey ain't never been up in your shoes\nThere'll never be another you\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nBaby you ain't got nothing to prove\nThere'll never be another you\n[Bridge: Tony Williams]\nHere’s another day in the life of a champion, knight\nDo I do some fight, I’m ashamed but I might\nWhether wrong, whether right\nIt's a dangerous sight\nAre we going in\n[Verse 4: Kanye West]\nI’m feeling like Stevie right now, you know…\nI had the strangest feeling lately\nThe nigga's so fake I'm off it\nAnd every time they flake like frosted\nI just make my profit\nAnd get a girl who barely bra fit\nAw shit! He back on his feet like carpet\nHe was just playing possum\nPlaying like I wasn't awesome?\nYeah I got some jokes, don't I?\nHa ha ha, laugh it up\nAnd they'll be whack\nAnd we'll be the last ones cracking up\nMatter fact, because you nigga wanna doubt me?\nLet's see how it feel without me\nTaking off on this rocket, Yao Ming\n[Chorus: Tony Williams]\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nThey ain't never been up in your shoes\nThere'll never be another you\nIt don't really matter what you do\nThere'll never be another you\nBaby you ain't got nothing to prove\nThere'll never be another you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Still Ballin with the following description: “Still Ballin” marks the third collaboration between Logic and Wiz Khalifa. Both artists use this track to flaunt their high-dollar lifestyles.\nThe song was first previewed on twitter as Logic posted a version of the “Marcel’s Favorite Song” meme, which included a snippet that turned out to be this song:\n\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Logic]\n'Cause that's uh, Seth MacFarlane shit\nOrville, we on that outer space\nFuck it, we keeping this in the beginning too\nNyeesh\n[Verse 1: Logic]\nI'm ready to kick it\nGive me the sample, you know I'ma flip it\nWritin' this shit like I'm Lemony Snicket\nIf she lookin' bad then you know I'ma dick it\nI whip it out, then let her lick it\nI'm wicked, I'm awesome, I'm icy, I'm flossin'\nLiterally, shit is literary\nI eviscerate any my adversary\nWhen I rolled up, showed up, leave 'em toed up\nIf you represent, then throw up\nTell me how you really wanna get it\n'Cause you motherfuckers better be ready for the moment that I'ma give it\nI'm a monster like Nicki, I'm twisted\nDon't look away, no you don't want to miss it\nI'm glad everybody can listen me spit it\nI hit 'em with the brrat like gat, don't miss it\nAyy, bitches, they all on my dick\nI know you lovin' this shit\nRappers, they run when I spit\nWait, let me reload the clip\nI'm kicking this shit like kung fu, kicking this shit like Cordae do\nKill 'em all, then hit the rendezvous\nKilling these beats like Kanye do\nLike Yeezus, believe us, my Jesus, I'm ballin'\nTop five alive but number one callin'\nThey say, \"Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, you so busy, so shameless\nHit another level when your ass got famous\"\nNow they taking shots at the boy but it's aimless\nThat purple micro, red dot, I'm high and I'm killin' shit\nSince 2009, feelin' fine, yeah, I'm still in it\nChangin' with the times when I rhyme, people feelin' it like braille\nThey say, \"Logic different now,\" and I be like, \"Oh well\"\nI'm rich, I'm healthy, I'm happy, and I'm wealthy\nMoney like my last name Banks\nBitch, you Geoffrey, bitch, you Geoffrey, like shit\nYou salty, uh, I said you salty 'cause you sluggish\nI made it 'cause I'm me, ain't switch the image like I'm thuggish\nI'm ballin' like the Nuggets, they hatin', I'm like, \"Fuck it\"\nEvery shot I take, I make like Kobe, I'm like, \"Buckets\" [Chorus: Logic & \nWiz Khalifa\n]\nI'm ballin', I'm ballin', y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nTold you way back when that I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nI'm ballin', I'm ballin', y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nWasn't with me way back when, then I won't answer the call\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nI'm ballin', I'm ballin', y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nTold you way back when that I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nI'm ballin', I'm ballin', y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nWasn't with me way back when, then I won't answer the call (\nOkay\n)\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\n[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]\nOne foot out the door, one foot in the Wraith\nI do what I want, you do what they say\nGucci, I don't rock, only Taylor Gang\nNew chain I just bought so icy, freeze your brain\nParty on the plane, party when I land\nI just left the snow and now I'm in the sand, y'all don't understand\nEverywhere we go, people turn to fans\nI don't mean to brag but I get the bag, y'all don't see the plan\nPressure, all I smoke is pressure\nMillion dollars in the bank and fitted on the dresser\nAnd I ain't ever gonna change, I'll stay the same forever\nYou niggas better play it safe 'til everything is settled\nI'm in the new levels, I keep my cool better\nJust copped a new crib because the pool better\nJust got a private flight, that mean I flew better\nTo kill this fuckin' beat, me and Logic, who better? Hahaha [Chorus: Logic & \nWiz Khalifa\n]\nI'm ballin' (\nUh\n), I'm ballin', y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nTold you way back when that I ain't fuckin' with y'all \n(\nHahaha\n,\n yeah)\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nI'm ballin', I'm ballin', y'all \n(Yes, sir)\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nWasn't with me way back when, then I won't answer the call\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nI'm ballin', I'm ballin', y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nTold you way back when that I ain't fuckin' with y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nI'm ballin', I'm ballin', y'all\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')\nWasn't with me way back when, then I won't answer the call\n(I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin', I'm ballin')" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Company with the following description: “Company” was first confirmed to be on Don Toliver’s debut studio album HEAVEN OR HELL by a press release put out by his record label Atlantic Records on March 2, 2020. In the release, the label said:\n“Company” breaks into progressive rock guitar courtesy of super producer Mike Dean. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nI missed havin' your company\nYeah, I'm doin' a lot, but I got all this money (\nYes, sir, man\n)\nYou somethin' sweet, sweet just like that honey\nWhen I get back, I need you up under me\nUp under me, yeah (I miss havin' your company, oh)\n[Verse]\nSpeedin' fast from the past (Speedin' fast)\nBetter yet, I know your cure (Know), yeah, I know your cure (Know)\nI thought you had enough (I thought you had)\nYeah, I thought you had enough (I thought you had enough)\nSee you on the 'Gram and you turnin' up (Oh, turnin' up)\nBet your DMs goin' crazy, yeah, it's burnin' up (It's burnin' up)\nIt's a whole lotta niggas and you curvin' 'em\nYou might pull up in that Benz, gon' swerve on 'em (Swerve)\nGon' swerve, left to right\nFinna be a hell of a night (Hell of a night)\nGet it all right (Right)\nJust get it all right (Just get it all right)\nPull up, decide (Pull up, pull up)\nStay up for the night (Stay up, stay up)\nKnow you like to fly, you like to glide (Know you like to fly, you like to)\nShoot it out, Bonnie and Clyde (Shoot, shoot it out, shoot it out)\nDo you wanna stay on my side? (My side)\n454, I pull up outside (Lookin' for my ride, pull up)\nHell of a night (Hell of a night)\nThis will be a, finna be a hell of a night (Hell of a night), yeah [Outro]\nI missed havin' your company (Company)\nBut I got all this money\nSweet just like that honey\nWhen I get back, I need you up under me\nI missed havin' your—" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sexy Bitch with the following description: “Sexy Bitch” (also known as “Sexy Chick” in clean versions) is a song by French DJ David Guetta. It appears on his fourth studio album One Love.\nThe song features vocals from Senegalese-American recording artist Akon and was written by Giorgio Tuinfort, Aliaune Thiam, David Guetta, Jean-Claude Sindres and Sandy Vee—the latter three also produced the song.\nThe song was made in one night after Guetta and Akon met at a concert. The lyrics deal with the protagonist’s infatuation with a woman, who is above and beyond any other he’s seen. It garnered mixed to positive reviews from music critics, who commended the song’s production.\nThe song achieved commercial success worldwide and topped the charts in Australia, Austria, Canada, Germany, New Zealand, and the UK. It peaked at number five on the Billboard Hot 100 and became Guetta’s first top five hit in the United States. It was also his best-selling song in the United States, earning a triple-platinum certification by the RIAA. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse: Akon]\nYes, I can see her\n'Cause every girl in here wanna be her\nOh, she's a diva\nI feel the same and I wanna meet her\nThey say she low down\nIt's just a rumor and I don't believe 'em\nThey say she needs to slow down\nThe baddest thing around town\n[Pre-Chorus: Akon]\nShe's nothin' like a girl you've ever seen before\nNothin' you can compare to your neighborhood ho\nI'm tryna find the words to describe this girl\nWithout bein' disrespectful\nThe way that booty movin', I can't take no more\nHad to stop what I'm doin' so I can pull her close\nI'm tryna find the words to describe this girl\nWithout bein' disrespectful\nDamn, girl\n[Chorus: Akon]\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch\nDamn, girl\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch\nDamn, girl [Verse: Akon]\nYes, I can see her\n'Cause every girl here in wanna be her\nOh, she's a diva\nI feel the same and I wanna meet her\nThey say she low down\nIt's just a rumor and I don't believe 'em\nThey say she needs to slow down\nThe baddest thing around town\n[Pre-Chorus: Akon]\nShe's nothin' like a girl you've ever seen before\nNothin' you can compare to your neighborhood ho\nI'm tryna find the words to describe this girl\nWithout bein' disrespectful\nThe way that booty movin', I can't take no more\nHad to stop what I'm doin' so I can pull her close\nI'm tryna find the words to describe this girl\nWithout bein' disrespectful\nDamn, girl\n[Chorus: Akon]\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch\nDamn, girl\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch\nDamn, girl\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch\nDamn, girl\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch\nDamn, you's a sexy bitch" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bible with the following description: With previous street bangers like “General” and “Down In The DM”, Gotti continues to impress by recruiting Lil Wayne to talk about their precious “Bible” – gun.\nYo Gotti continuing to make street anthems like this one might just make The Art Of Hustle his best album yet. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Yo Gotti]\nYeah, hand on my gun, hand on my Bible\nBible, yeah, hand on my gun\n[Chorus: Yo Gotti]\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible\nMe and two bitches in the shower, oooh\nToo sauced up on these hoes, I'm going viral oooh\nJackboy, I sell his ass a brick of flour\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible\n[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]\nI'ma dope boy never fold never told grand on overload\nIn the kitchen with the stove, baking soda, pot and bowl\nSwear to God I'll kill a nigga then repent wo wo\nI'm a millionaire and I grind for every cent (Amen)\nPlug came that's a blessing (blessing)\nFuck these hoes I ain't stressing (never)\nLeave the house with no weapon\nI'ma make sure the money right no discrepancies\nGrind mode\nYoung nigga had a quarter pound but he stayed down down front row at the SuperBowl\nTeam strong we campaign pop champagne win the SuperBowl\nI can change the flow up (flow up)\nI can take that work inside the kitchen make it blow up (blow up)\nYou want a sack I make it show up (show up)\nDon't make me bring that Lam out just to pick your hoe up (lil nigga) [Chorus: Yo Gotti]\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible\nMe and two bitches in the shower woo woo\nToo sauced up on these hoes, I'm going viral woo woo\nJackboy, I sell his ass a Brick of flour\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible\n[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]\nHand on my gun hand on my Bible\nJust hit a lick for 500 thousand\nJust copped a whip for 500 thousand\nThat loud had 500 pounds of it (preach)\nDope boy I got money and the power (preach)\nMy job pay 100 grand a hour (preach)\nMy hoe want me to fuck her in the shower (preach)\nMy hoe want me to fuck her for a hour (preach)\nLittle money nigga we ain't never accepted that\nBig choppas any beef you know we dealt with that\nThese watches like trophies\nThese niggas like vultures\nThese bitches like roaches and we good with that\n[Chorus: Yo Gotti]\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible\n (Bible)\nMe and two bitches in the shower (in tha shower)\nToo sauced up on these hoes, I'm going viral (viral)\nJackboy, I sell his ass a brick of flour (flour)\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible (my Bible)\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible (my Bible)\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]\nChurch, hand on my gun hand on my Bible\nFingers on the trigger like vagina\nThe Bible open right there on the dresser\nI just pray that all my enemies are watching me from heaven\nI'm peeking round the corner before I turn that muthafucka\nI played them corners like I'm \nRichard Sherman\n muthafucka\nI play in my position on these niggas 1st and 10\nTreating that prescription like a scripture amen (amen)\nNow we in the kitchen with the chickens and the hens yeah!\nLord please forgive us but we sinning for the rent\nI just popped 2 pills I feel them bitches kickin' in\n0-100 got a ticket in the Benz\nShow me where the Bible say thou shall not ball\nI just hit a lick for a thousand Adderalls\nI just rolled a blunt up in a page from the Bible\nAnd all my niggas psycho and all my bitches spiteful\nJohn 3:16\n[Chorus: Yo Gotti]\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible\n(my Bible)\nMe and two bitches in the shower (shower)\nToo sauced up on these hoes, I'm going viral (viral)\nJackboy, I sell his ass a brick of flour (flour)\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible (my Bible)\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible, Bible (my Bible)\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible (my Bible)\nPraying to my gun it be my Bible\n (Bible) [Outro: Lil Wayne]\nHand on my Bible\nHand on my Bible\nHand on my gun, hand on my Bible\nThat be my Bible, yeah, Tunechi" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Heal the World with the following description: It is one of Michael’s many anthems on improving the world’s circumstances, grouped with other tracks such as “Earth Song” and “Man In The Mirror.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Child]\nThink about, um, the generations and, uh, say we wanna make it a better place for our children and our children's children, so that they, they, they s—they know it's a better world for them, and think if they can make it a better place...\n[Verse 1: Michael Jackson]\nThere's a place in your heart\nAnd I know that it is love\nAnd this place could much brighter than tomorrow\nAnd if you really try\nYou'll find there's no need to cry\nIn this place, you'll feel there's no hurt or sorrow\n[Pre-Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nThere are ways to get there\nIf you care enough for the living\nMake a little space\nMake a better place\n[Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nHeal the world\nMake it a better place\nFor you and for me and the entire human race\nThere are people dying\nIf you care enough for the living\nMake a better place for you and for me\n[Verse 2: Michael Jackson]\nIf you want to know why\nThere's a love that cannot lie\nLove is strong, it only cares for joyful giving\nIf we try, we shall see\nIn this bliss, we cannot feel\nFear or dread, we stop existing and start living [Pre-Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nThen it feels that always\nLove's enough for us growing\nMake a better world\nSo make a better world\n[Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nHeal the world\nMake it a better place\nFor you and for me and the entire human race\nThere are people dying\nIf you care enough for the living\nMake a better place for you and for me\n[Bridge: Michael Jackson]\nAnd the dream we were conceived in will reveal a joyful face\nAnd the world we once believed in will shine again in grace\nThen why do we keep strangling life\nWound this Earth, crucify its soul?\nThough it's plain to see this world is heavenly\nBe God's glow\n[Verse 3: Michael Jackson]\nWe could fly so high\nLet our spirits never die\nIn my heart, I feel you are all my brothers\nCreate a world with no fear\nTogether, we'll cry happy tears\nSee the nations turn their swords into plowshares [Pre-Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nWe could really get there\nIf you cared enough for the living\nMake a little space\nTo make a better place\n[Chorus: Michael Jackson & \nThe John Bahler Singers\n]\nHeal the world\nMake it a better place\nFor you and for me and the entire human race\nThere are people dying\nIf you care enough for the living\nMake a better place for you and for me\nHeal the world\nMake it a better place\n (Better place)\nFor you and for me and the entire human race\nThere are people dying\nIf you care enough for the living\nMake a better place for \nyou and for me\nHeal the world\n (Heal the world)\nMake it a better place\n (Better place)\nFor you and for me and the entire human race\n (Oh, no)\nThere are people dying (Oh)\nIf you care enough for the living\nMake a better place for \nyou and for me [Post-Chorus: Michael Jackson & \nThe John Bahler Singers\n]\n(Yeah) There are people dying (Oh)\nIf you care enough for the living\n(Then) Make a better place for \nyou and for me\n(Everyone, there are) There are people dying (Oh)\nIf you care enough for the living\nMake a better place for \nyou and for me\n[Outro: MJ, \nMJ & The John Bahler Singers\n, \nChrista Collins\n, \nMJ & Christa Collins\n]\n(\nYou and for me\n) Make a better place\n(\nYou and for me\n) Make a better place\n(\nYou and for me\n) Make a better place\n(\nYou and for me\n) Heal the world we live in\n(\nYou and for me\n) Save it for our children\n(\nYou and for me\n) \nHeal the world we\n live in\n(\nYou and for me\n) \nSave it for our children\n(\nYou and for me\n) \nHeal the world we live in\n(\nYou and for me\n) \nSave it for our children\n(\nYou and for me\n) \nHeal the world we\n live in\n(\nYou and for me\n) \nSave it for our \nchildren" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Your Heart with the following description: “Your Heart” is a timeless R&B song that sees Chris declare his undying love for a girl. The track shares similarities with classic ‘90s R&B tracks, and features backing vocals from Sevyn Streeter. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n(\nK.E. on The Track\n)\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown]\nI need the sun, deliver me from all these thoughts of mine\nWhen everything else seems grey, you see colors\nWhen life just seems to fly past, you just hover, ooh\nI'd go through hell just to see you smile\nAnd to see you happy makes it all worthwhile\nI know this feelin' is love\nAnd you are an angel sent from above, oh\n[Chorus: Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter]\nWhen I see your face, it takes my breath away\nAnother step to take\nI wanna have your heart, your heart\nI'm gettin' somewhere now, I'm leavin' it up to fate\nBut that's just the risk I'll take\nI wanna have your heart, your heart\n[Verse 2: Chris Brown]\nFor some time, I been holdin' this in 'cause I\nKnew that a day would come when you and me would feel somethin' undefined\nAnd for a long time, I been here waitin' on you\nThere's somethin' amazin' 'bout you\nAnd I think you are an angel\nSo when I [Chorus: Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter, \nChris Brown\n]\nWhen I see your face, it takes my breath away (\nYeah\n)\nAnother step to take (\nAnother step to take\n)\nI wanna have your heart (\nYour heart\n), your heart (\nYour heart\n)\nI'm gettin' somewhere now (\nYeah\n), I'm leavin' it up to fate (\nI'm leavin' it up to fate\n)\nBut that's just the risk I'll take (\nThat's just the risk I'll take\n)\nI wanna have your heart (\nYour heart\n), your heart (\nYour heart\n)\n[Bridge: Chris Brown, \nSevyn Streeter\n, \nChris Brown & Sevyn Streeter\n]\n(\nOoh\n)\nI know you are the one (\nOoh\n)\nI know you gave me \nsomethin' incredible\nJust lay your head right on my chest (\nOoh\n)\nAnd you'll be safe right here with me for life (\nOoh\n)\nAnd I'll never let you go (\nOh\n)\nSpend the rest of my time, just you and I (\nOh\n)\nWhen I\n[Chorus: Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter, \nChris Brown\n]\nWhen I see your face, it takes my breath away\nAnother step to take (\nYeah, another step to take\n)\nI wanna have your heart (\nOoh\n), your heart (\nOoh\n)\nI'm gettin' somewhere now (\nYeah\n), I'm leavin' it up to fate (\nI said I'm leavin' it up\n)\nBut that's just the risk I'll take (\nThat's just the risk I'll take\n)\nI wanna have your heart, your heart [Outro: Chris Brown]\nBaby" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called KMT with the following description: “Kissin' My Teeth” (“KMT”) is the fifteenth track on Drake’s More Life playlist. It is one of two songs on the playlist to feature British rapper Giggs, alongside “No Long Talk.”\nThis song was first previewed by Drake in the first show of his “Boy Meets World Tour” in Amsterdam on January 28, 2017.\nThis song gained controversy with the late XXXTENTACION for using a very similar rhyme scheme and heavy 808 bass sound, both heavily reminiscent of X’s “Look at Me!”. In an interview, X claimed that he didn’t mind it, he just wished that Drake would have supported him and given him some credit.\nThe song has also gained popularity among gamers for sampling “His World,” the theme of Sonic ‘06. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Giggs & \nDrake\n]\n(\nNess on the beat\n)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, okay, okay, okay\n[Verse 1: Drake & \nGiggs\n]\nDemon just got out the can\n (\nYeah\n)\nI gave my bro an advance\n (\nYeah\n)\nLove is just not in my plans\nNot even takin' a chance\nStudio right in my yaad\nI'm doin' ten in a week\nHow long I been on this streak?\nDream about work in my sleep\n (\nOof\n)\nOkay, I got a lock on the streets\nShoutout to T, he did three\nAnd he brought it in 'cause of me\nYou don't know nothin' 'bout me\nLife for my bruddas is deep\nLong as they all on they feet\nLong as they pockets is greaze (\nGreaze!\n)\nI'm in the penthouse but still, nothin' is sweet\n (\nYeah\n)\nDust a man down with the pen, it's a sweep\n (\nMmm!\n)\nTaller in person, you'll see when we meet\nI heard your new shit and I'm kissin' my teeth\nJheeze! [Interlude: Giggs]\nYou know dem ones? Hahaha\nYeah, ahh!\n[Verse 2: Giggs]\nBringin' that dirty-dirty, bringin' that certy (Certy)\nMizzy with the quick extension, ringin' off thirty\n (Rah!)\nI've got bitches in the merky, swervin', lookin' all curvy\nAnd you already know I love them breasts, lookin' all perky\nLookin' all Christmas gift-wrapped, lookin' all turkey\nSpen jumped out the Ghost in a suit, lookin' all churchy\n (Oof!)\nFingers all itchin', twitchin', lookin' all jerky (Jerky)\nWhippin' that white girl (Yeah?), cookin' that Cersei\n (Dah!)\nI was pushin' that dark shit, pushin' that charcoal\n (Yeah)\nNow this is that big bad, this is Gustavo\n (Mmm!)\nLook at them jokers, look at that arsehole (That arsehole)\nMan are gettin' bread now, and this is that hard dough\n (Yeah)\nClap man, dominant murder ('Nant murder)\nI'm a black man (Black man), government earner (Earner)\nCould've just slapped man, but he wanted it further (Why?)\nBatman, da-na-na-da-na\n[Outro]\nOctober Firm" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Stealing with the following description: Ty Dolla $ign admits that he’s a repeat offender of stealing the hearts of girls he meets in “Stealing,” the final leak from his Campaign album. The song features mainly electric guitar with some bass and strings added at the end. “Stealing” follows “No Justice,” “Zaddy,” and “3 Wayz.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, mmm\n[Verse 1]\nMomma please don't judge me\nCause I'm a criminal\nMom I know you love me\nEven though I'm a criminal, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNo, it's not subliminal\nNo, and it's not terminal\nOh, oh, oh, oh, it's emotional\nStealing all these bitches hearts\n[Chorus]\nYeah, I'm stealing all these bitches hearts\nOh I'm stealing all these bitches hearts\nYeah, I'm stealing all these bitches hearts\nOh, I'm stealing\n[Verse 2]\nDaddy please believe me\nCause you know I be a criminal\nDaddy please forgive me\nBut you know I am a criminal [Pre-Chorus]\nAnd oh no, it's not subliminal\nOh, and it's not terminal\nOh, oh, oh, oh it's emotional\nStealing all these bitches hearts\n[Chorus]\nYeah, I-I-I've been stealing all these bitches hearts\nOh I've been stealing all these bitches hearts\nI've been stealing all these bitches hearts\nOh, I've been stealing\n[Bridge]\nOh, if breaking hearts was a crime\nI'd do double time\nI'd be here just all solo\nThey'd put me under the cell\nNever wish me well\nI'd be here just all solo\n[Outro]\nStealing all these bitches hearts\nJust for, stealing all these bitches hearts\nI've been stealing all these bitches hearts\nOh, I've been stealing" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called La Pared with the following description: The song is about being in love with someone and not wanting to be without them. When they leave, it’s like hitting a wall (in Spanish: pared).\n“La Pared” is a song recorded by Shakira for her sixth studio album, Fijación Oral, Vol. 1 (2005). Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Letra de \"La Pared\"]\n[Estrofa 1]\nEres como una predicción de las buenas\nEres como una dosis alta en las venas\nY el deseo gira en espiral\nPorque mi amor por ti es total\nY es para siempre\n[Estribillo]\nDespués de ti la pared\nNo me faltes nunca\nDebajo el asfalto\nY mas abajo estaría yo\nDespués de ti la pared\nNo me faltes nunca\nDebajo el asfalto\nY mas abajo estaría yo sin ti\n[Estrofa 2]\nEres la enfermedad y el enfermero\nY ya me has convertido en tu perro faldero\nSabes que sin ti ya yo no soy\nSabes que a donde vayas voy\nNaturalmente [Estribillo]\nDespués de ti la pared\nNo me faltes nunca\nDebajo el asfalto\nY mas abajo estaría yo\nDespués de ti la pared\nNo me faltes nunca\nDebajo el asfalto\nY mas abajo estaría yo sin ti\n[Puente]\nAh, la, la, la\nAh, la, la, la\nAh, la, la, la\n[Estribillo]\nDespués de ti la pared\nNo me faltes nunca\nDebajo el asfalto\nY mas abajo estaría yo\nDespués de ti la pared\nNo me faltes nunca\nDebajo el asfalto\nY mas abajo estaría yo sin ti, sin ti" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 88 Coupes with the following description: French Montana – 88 coupes lyrics coke boys\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLZQo_P7ivw Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: French Montana]\nHah!\nCuz I don’t know what they totin\nYou niggas smokin that Lamar Odom\n88 coupes like a car lot\nI be 88 stories off the floor high\nYou need the Phantom Rolls\nFlippin work, comin back like Derrick Rose\nDon’t call me, I’mma call you\nSicily, bread, olive oil\nStop beggin nigga I don’t owe you\nAnd once you cross the line nigga I don’t know you\nMake about quarter mill a week\nMan that closet like Fashion Week\nSlingin drugs, dealers got the package\nI still make Salah 5 times a day\nTryna send mama to Mecca\nWhile a nigga snortin pound with the liquor\nMan watch for the stick up, (prrrp)\nG-O-D GOD flow\nDon Juan de Marco, lot like car show\nFeel for ya, nobody to kill for ya\nWanna tell ya story but God won’t bear with you\nAnd nah, I ain’t tryna get bread wit you\nSo go and tell yo bitch to split the bill wit you\nI'm countin commas, tryna die with honor\nTurks and Caicos, still smoking marijuana\nCorner block was ya boy office\nYoung boy shooter like Jamal Crawford\nBricks in the basement, givin niggas facelifts\nClips in the Matrix, slid with the waitress\n5 stars telly, said she 16\nNah that’s R. Kelly, my niggas war ready\nGifted and cursed, next step could be the worse\nNext coupe could be ya hearse\nMan this shit hard when it hurt though\nMy niggas slingin hard in front of church doors\nMan slingin hard was the first tour\nNow with H. Fraud on a surf board\nI be clean as a whistle\nTeam is official\nBlack and white diamonds, all I need is a whistle [Verse 2: Jadakiss]\nMy weed is the issue\nNow may I proceed to kiss you?\nThey put you with a bunkie or a single, man\nHome-made speaker outta the Pringle can\nCan’t wait to do your thing again\nWhen they mention your name the bells ring again\nGettin that cake, it cause friction\nThey love turn that hate to addiction\n(Mind thinker)? perico\n, prescriptions\nUp in the presidential suite with a vixen\nA lot of suckers in the bizz\nGood die young, sucka niggas live\nQuickest way to go, fuckin with the kids\nHe ain’t gon stop til you pluck him with the SIG\nLost 100 thou, fuckin with the Knicks\nFlyin on the Bruckner, bucket full of bricks\nLast night club, fuck it, where the bitch\nCuz money in the field but I fuckin with the 6\nWords of advice, run through the game\nNiggas know the hood run through my veins\nReal subtle with great poise\nPure bundles of straight boy\nSmoke loud, make noise\nDream Team, Wraith Boys\nRIP Darry D and Nutty aka Troy [Outro: Jadakiss]\nWhat?\nD block & Coke Boys\nPushin\nYeah\nUh\nFuck wit me\nHarry Fraud's a bad motherfucker\nYea\nUh\nThis shit is stupid" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Best I Ever Had with the following description: “Best I Ever Had”, by Drake comes off of the 2009 Ep “So Far Gone” when Drake was just beginning to rise as a rapper with a hit song. In the year 2009, the song was named “Hot Rap Song” of the year by “Billboard” and was nominated for two Grammy Awards: “Best Rap Solo Performance” and “Best Rap Song”. With the success of this song, Drake let the world know that he was the next big thing. The song tells of Drake’s love for that special woman as he states before the song even starts, “A lot of girls be thinking my songs are about them, but this one’s for you.” With Nicki Minaj being on the remix, she talks about a special man that she likes, making the song seem as if Drake and Nicki are talking about each other and this signifies the beginning of the “Hollywood Attraction” that they have for each other. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Drake]\nYeah, Nicki Minaj, \nYoung Money\nYeah, Drizzy's home, baby\n[Pre-Chorus: Drake]\nBaby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted\nWe can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it\nYou be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it\nI want this forever, I swear, I could spend whatever on it\n'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up\nWhen I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up\nShe make me beg for it, 'til she give it up\nAnd I say the same thing every single time\n[Chorus: Drake & \nNicki Minaj\n]\nI say you the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nBest I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nI say you the fucking...\n[Verse 1: Drake & \nTrey Songz\n]\nKnow you got a roommate, call me when its no one there\nPut the key under the mat, and you know I'll be over there (\nYup!\n)\nI'll be over there, shawty I'll be over there\nI'll be hitting all the spots that u ain't even know was there\nHa! And you ain't even have to ask twice\nYou can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice\nAlways felt like you was so accustomed to the fast life\nHave a nigga thinking that he met you in a past life\nSweatpants, hair tied, chilling with no make-up on\nThat's when you're the prettiest\nI hope that you don't take it wrong\nYou don't even trip when friends say\n\"You ain't bringin' Drake along?\"\nYou know that I'm working, I'll be there soon as I make it home\nAnd she a patient in my waiting room\nNever pay attention to them rumors and what they assume\nAnd until them girls prove it\nI'm the one to never get confused with, 'cause... [Pre-Chorus: Drake]\nBaby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted\nWe can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it\nYou be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it\nI want this forever, I swear, I could spend whatever on it\n'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up\nWhen I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up\nShe make me beg for it, 'til she give it up\nAnd I say the same thing every single time\n[Chorus: Drake & \nNicki Minaj\n]\nI say you the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nBest I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nI say you the fucking...\n[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]\nAyo, you the only one that see the real Nicki\nI can show you \"Chill Nicki\" 'cause of how you deal wit me\nWhen they knock my blocks down\nYou come and you build with me\nEven though you real busy, you still fuckin' real Drizzy\nIt's so amazing\nI figured out this world is ours for the taking\nI figured out that when I go out and all those people scream\nThat's some of them are living vicariously through me\nThat's why I put that \"S\" on my chest and I'm gone\nBut on another note, let's have sex in my dorm\nAnd I'ma make you beg, 'cause you look pretty when you beggin'\nSo meet me on the campus, I'll be there around eleven\nSo let me put my books down (Down)\nExcuse me if I look down (Down)\nGuess I'm a little nervous, but I'm at your service\nLook at what you took down (Down) [Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]\nBaby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted\nWe can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it\nYou be up on everything, other niggas never on it\nI want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it\nThat's why I hold you down, every time you hit me up\nWhen I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up\nI make you beg for it, until I give it up\nYou say the same thing, every single time\n[Chorus: Drake & \nNicki Minaj\n]\nI say you the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nBest I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nI say you the fucking...\n[Verse 3: Drake]\nSex, Love, Pain\n, baby, I be on that Tank shit\nBuzz so big, I could probably sell a blank disc\nWhen my album drop, bitches'll buy it for the picture\nAnd niggas will buy it too and claim they got it for they sister\nMagazine paper girl, but money ain't the issue\nThey bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial\nShe call me the referee, 'cause I be so official\nMy shirt ain't got no stripes but I can make your pussy whistle\nLike the Andy Griffith theme song\nAnd who told you to put them jeans on?\nDouble-cup love, you the one I lean on\nFeeling for a fix? Then you should really get your fiend on\nYeah, just know my condo is the crack spot\nEvery single show, she out there repping like a mascot\nGet it from the back, and make your fucking bra strap pop\nAll up in yo slot until the nigga hit the jackpots\nI'm saying! [Pre-Chorus: Drake]\nBaby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted\nWe can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it\nYou be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it\nI want this forever, I swear, I could spend whatever on it\n'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up\nWhen I get right, I promise that we gon' live it up\nShe make me beg for it, 'til she give it up\nAnd I say the same thing every single time\n[Chorus: Drake & \nNicki Minaj\n]\nI say you the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nBest I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nI say you the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the fucking best (Ayy), you the fucking best (Ayy)\nYou the best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\nBest I ever had (\nBest I ever\n), best I ever had (\nBest I ever\n)\n[Outro: Drake & \nNicki Minaj\n]\nUgh! Aww, yeah! (\nAww, yeah\n)\nSee, this the type of joint you gotta dedicate to somebody\n(\nThis is...\n)\nJust make sure they that special somebody (\nThe best thing\n)\nYoung Money! (\n...Baby!\n)\nYeah, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Back from the Edge with the following description: As well as being the opening and title track for the James Arthur’s second studio album, “Back From The Edge”, this song introduces the theme of the album; after having drug problems and suffering from depression, Arthur has found a way out of the darkness and is now back with new music. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nBack from the edge\nBack from the dead\nBack before demons took control of my head\nBack to the start\nBack to my heart\nBack to the boy who would reach for the stars\nOh, he would reach for the stars, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nYou can take my home, you can take my clothes\nYou can take the drugs I have that nobody knows\nYou can take my watch, you can take my phone\nYou can take all I've got 'til I'm skin and bone\nI don't want control, I can dig my own hole\nI can make my bed and I can lie in it cold\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause I don't need heat, I've been burnin' in hell\nBut now I'm back with my own story to tell\n[Chorus]\nBack from the edge\nBack from the dead\nBack before demons took control of my head\nBack to the start\nBack to my heart\nBack to the boy who would reach for the stars\nOh, back from the edge\nBack from the dead\nBack from the tears that were too easily shed\nBack to the start\nBack to my heart\nBack to the boy who would reach for the stars\nWho would reach for the stars, yeah [Verse 2]\nThey don't like my lines, they don't like my songs\nExcept in karaoke when they're singing along\nDid you see them build me up? Watch me tear myself down\nWith a smile on my face, I dug my grave in the ground\nWe all make mistakes, we're so quick to judge\nIt's hard to forgive when we hold onto a grudge\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo turn down the heat, I've been burnin' in hell\nBut now I'm back with my own story to tell\n[Chorus]\nBack from the edge\nBack from the dead\nBack before demons took control of my head\nBack to the start\nBack to my heart\nBack to the boy who would reach for the stars\nOh, back from the edge\nBack from the dead\nBack from the tears that were too easily shed\nBack to the start\nBack to my heart\nBack to the boy who would reach for the stars\nWho would reach for the stars, yeah [Bridge]\nI don't want control, I can dig my own hole\nI can make my bed and I can lie in it cold\n'Cause I don't need heat, I've been burnin' in hell\nBut now I'm back with my own story to tell\n[Chorus]\nBack from the edge\nBack from the dead\nBack before demons took control of my head\nBack to the start\nBack to my heart\nBack to the boy who would reach for the stars\nOh, back from the edge\nBack from the dead\nBack from the tears that were too easily shed\nBack to the start\nBack to my heart\nBack to the boy who would reach for the stars\nWho would reach for the stars, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Cruel Winter with the following description: “Cruel Winter” is an unreleased throwaway demo by Kanye West that leaked online on November 9, 2020. The track is quite short, featuring Kanye repeating the words “cruel winter” of a drum and synth-heavy instrumental. It was supposedly recorded in 2012 when the idea of collaborative sequel to the collaborative G.O.O.D. Music project, Cruel Summer, was proposed. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Refrain]\nCruel Winter, ooh\nOoh, uh\nCruel Winter, ooh\nWoo\nCruel Winter, woo\nOoh\nCruel Winter, ooh\n[Instrumental Break]\n[Refrain]\nCruel Winter, ooh\nOoh, uh\nCruel Winter, ooh\nWoo\nCruel Winter, woo\nOoh\nCruel Winter, ooh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Outstanding with the following description: “Outstanding” is the first collaboration between SahBabii and fellow Atlanta rapper 21 Savage. On the track, the duo detail their lavish lifestyles, drug habits, and gang violence.\nThe two artists previously showed love to each other prior to collaborating on this song, with Sah mentioning 21’s Slaughter Gang crew on his 2016 hit “Pull Up Wit Ah Stick,” and 21 mentioning Sah on his 2017 track “Close My Eyes” in response.\nAn accompanying music video was uploaded to YouTube on April 27, 2018. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n(\nDollie\n)\n[Chorus: SahBabii]\nFrom a whole 'nother planet (Planet)\nIce on my neck dancin' (Dancin')\nIce on my neck prancin' (Prancin')\nGot these lil' hoes glancin' (Glancin')\nIce on me outstandin' ('Standin')\nBaby girl so demandin'\nSay she is my standards (Ooh)\n[Verse 1: SahBabii]\nBoy, yeah, I'm so frantic\nFuckin' these hoes, outlandish\nI need a ho like granny\nI'm eatin' them cookies like candy\nI'm eatin' them cookies like candy\nSwear them tools come in handy\nHandy just like Manny\nThese niggas shrimp, you a scampi (Scampi)\nI'm gettin' choked by chokers\nCough drop me, my throat hurt\nIce on my bitch then yoked her\nSay you cold, we colder\nWe get cold 'til your nose hurt\nShe suck dick 'til my toes curl\nThen she burp (Uh)\nYeah, these niggas ain't seein' me\nCame from the bottom, Bikini\nNow these bitches on my weenie\nNiggas small, yeah, they teeny\nIce on me outstandin', the money keep expandin'\nDo you understand me? (Believe it) [Chorus: SahBabii]\nFrom a whole 'nother planet (Planet)\nIce on my neck dancin' (Dancin')\nIce on my neck prancin' (Prancin')\nGot these lil' hoes glancin' (Glancin')\nIce on me outstandin' ('Standin')\nBaby girl so demandin'\nSay she is my standards (Ooh)\n[Verse 2: 21 Savage]\n(21)\nIce on my neck go bling (Bling)\nFairytale, sell a ho a dream (On God)\nTwenty-five racks on a ring, bling, bling, bling (Yeah)\nVVSs on me, they water (Yeah)\nI don't want your bitch, I bought her (Yeah)\nYou can get her back, I borrowed her (21, 21, 21, 21)\nIce on my neck like puck (Puck)\nI'm a big dog, you a duck (A duck)\nFuck her like a dog and get stuck\nEvery—every car I ride in need a green card (Foreign)\nForeign bitch pussy good, I bought a green card (On God)\nI swear it get so wet I wish I had a surfboard (21)\n[Chorus: SahBabii]\nFrom a whole 'nother planet (Planet)\nIce on my neck dancin' (Dancin')\nIce on my neck prancin' (Prancin')\nGot these lil' hoes glancin' (Glancin')\nIce on me outstandin' ('Standin')\nBaby girl so demandin'\nSay she is my standards (Ooh)\nFrom a whole 'nother planet (Planet)\nIce on my neck dancin' (Dancin')\nIce on my neck prancin' (Prancin')\nGot these lil' hoes glancin' (Glancin')\nIce on me outstandin' ('Standin')\nBaby girl so demandin'\nSay she is my standards (Ooh) [Outro: SahBabii]\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nOutstandin'" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Driving Around with the following description: This song is from the compilation album International Takeover by Mr.305 (the label which all 3 artists here are associated with).\nThis song was made into a remix, and sold as a single. The remix is different in some aspects, most noticeably (besides the beat) the hook. The remix can be seen here.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook: Vein (Pitbull)]\nDriving Around, looking in the mirror\nWhat do I see?\nSomebody I thought I would never be\nIt's amazing but it's funny to me\nIf you only knew where I came from\nDriving Around, looking in the mirror\nWhat do I see?\nSomebody I thought I would never be\nIt's amazing but it's funny to me\n(Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)\n[Verse 1: Pitbull]\nBanga Banga Bang Bang Bang\nPit in this thanga thanga thang thang\nSwing it (da) dang lang lang lang\nOff the chain-a lang lang lang\nTook this game-a game game game\nCreated my own line-a line line line\nCan't you see I'm loco?\nInsane in the membrane\nMy hearts so cold, my bloods just chill\nI'm not Cypress Hill, but I'm gon' be real\nAK-4-7, full banana clip\nDale more ninito\nGo 'head banana snip like [Hook: Vein (Pitbull/ David Rush)]\nDriving Around, looking in the mirror\nWhat do I see?\nSomebody I thought I would never be\nIt's amazing but it's funny to me\nIf you only knew where I came from\nDriving Around, looking in the mirror\nWhat do I see?\nSomebody I thought I would never be\nIt's amazing but it's funny to me\n[David Rush]\n(Vein)\n[Pitbull]\n(Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)\n[Verse 2: David Rush & Vein]\n(David Rush)\nNow Vein's in thanga thang thang thang\nFlippin' the game-a game game game\nYou's too big to say your name\nBut now petty is my name-a name name name\nYou must understand you can't control us\nWe came from nothing but could you throw us\nWe couldn't even afford fruit roll-ups\nNow I'm rolling up whips that make you throw up\nBig shout out to the teachers that told me I never was gonna be shit\nBig shout out to the non-believers that see me ridin my dick (Vein)\nWish you could see how good it feels to say\nFuck you, pay me, cause that's the only way\n[Hook]\n[David Rush]\n(Bhahaha)\n[Pitbull]\n(Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)\n[Verse 3: David Rush]\nNow rush in this thing - wait!\nThey already know that\nImma bullshit, like an MJ throwback\nRemember when haters say I used to be so wack\nAnd a girlfriend with a pic like Kodak\nThe road been long\nBut I've through with the wheels of an F-150\nAnd adapted to me\nBrought 25, my fame hit the morning\nMiss me!\nBut I'm still here, am I?\nMaking my dreams a reality\nAnd if you wanna take that from me\nYou're gonna have to pull that outta me\nThey try to say this ain't real\nAnd everything's not what it seems\nBut Imma laugh all the way to the bank\nCall it the million-dollar-dream! [Hook: Vein]\nDriving Around, looking in the mirror\nWhat do I see? (see)\nSomebody I thought I would never be (be)\nIt's amazing but it's funny to me (to me)\nIf you knew where I came from\nDriving Around, looking in the mirror\nWhat do I see? (see)\nSomebody I thought I would never be (be)\nIt's amazing but it's funny to me (to me)\n[Pitbull]\n(Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Up with the following description: Six months after releasing one of the biggest songs of her career with the Megan Thee Stallion-assisted “WAP,” Cardi B makes her solo return with “Up,” a single speculated to appear on Cardi’s currently untitled sophomore album. The song was released alongside an accompanying music video.\nThe song was teased through social media when Cardi first teased an announcement on February 1, 2021, before following up one day later with the announcement of the single’s release and the reveal of the song’s cover artwork. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nUp, up, up (Ayy), up (Uh), up, look (\nThis is fire\n)\nOnce upon a time, man, I heard that I was ugly\nCame from a bitch who nigga wanna fuck on me\n[Refrain]\nI said my face bomb, ass tight\nRacks stack up Shaq height\nJewelry on me, flashlight\nI been lit since last night\nHit him with that good good\nMake a nigga act right\nBroke boys don't deserve no pussy\n(I know that's right)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBig bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga\nMan, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked\nIt's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man\nBirkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked\n[Chorus]\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (Ayy)\nUp, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (Huh)\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (Woo) [Verse 1]\nI could make the party hot, I could make your body rock\nBitches say they fuckin' with me, chances are they probably not\nIf I had a dick, you'd probably lick it like a lollipop\nHoes speakin' cap-enese, hit 'em with karate chop\nI'm forever poppin' shit, pullin' up and droppin' shit\nGotta argue with him 'cause a nigga love a toxic bitch\nNiggas out here playin', gotta make 'em understand\nIf ain't no ring on my finger, you ain't goin' on my 'Gram\n[Refrain]\nI said my face bomb, ass tight (Yeah)\nRacks stack up Shaq height (Yeah)\nJewelry on me, flashlight (Huh)\nI been lit since last night (Woo)\nHit him with that good good\nMake a nigga act right (Ah)\nBroke boys don't deserve no pussy\n(I know that's right)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBig bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga\nMan, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (Woo)\nIt's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man\nBirkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked [Chorus]\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (Ayy)\nUp, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (Ayy)\n[Verse 2]\nBitches ain't fuckin' with me now and I can see why\nDirty-ass, dusty-ass bitch, you got pink eye\nBitches want smoke until I bring it to they doorstep\nTell that bitch back back, breath smell like horse sex (Ha)\nPut it on him now, he will never be the same (He won't)\nTatted on my ass 'cause I really like the pain (Ah)\nHe nutted on my butt, I said, \"I'm glad that you came\"\nIf that nigga had a twin, I would let 'em run a train (Skrrt)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBig bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga\nMan, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (Woo)\nIt's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man\nBirkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked (Ooh)\n[Chorus]\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (Woo)\nUp, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (Woo)\nIf it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh [Outro]\nLook, gotta play it safe, huh\nNo face, no case (Hahaha)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Outchea with the following description: “Outchea” is a song by the american rapper Plies Featuring the atlanata rapper Kodak Black. That track was produced by Cheeze Beatz and was included on “Ain’t No Mixtape Bih 2”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Plies]\nBih like, like\nBih like, really like, like\nBih like, we like\nReally outchea though, like\nLike, really, really, like\nLike, really outchea though\nYeah!\n[Chorus: Plies]\nBoy you know we outchea\nReally, really outchea\nAsk the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya\nBih, we outchea\n[Verse 1: Kodak Black]\nBeen jumped off the porch, boy you just now getting outchea\nAll my niggas hungry, they'll murk you for a hot meal\nReally outchea, they be carjacking, call it car steal\nPulled up in a stolo, so don't ask me how I got here\n85 Cutdog, and my motor heavy\nBoy I got a 20 wall and I ain't go to Kelly\nAll this goddamn candy paint, yeah, my car is diabetic\nCan't wait 'till I get that .36, call me Jerome\n Bettis\nOutchea gettin' that damn fetty\nWhite girl, no not Katy Perry\nNigga this ain't no fairytale, I'm outchea boy, you knew already\nAll my people been outchea\nAin't have no choice but to get outchea\nBetter be 'bout ya money\nAin't got no money, then you ain't' shit outchea [Chorus: Plies]\nBoy you know we outchea\nReally, really outchea\nAsk the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya\nBih, we outchea\n[Verse 2: Plies]\nBitch I'm out here lurkin', bih\nBih, just like the pill man\nThat liitle pussy be biting, bih\nHad me all in Breadaton\nBitch, I wanted that Rollie, bih\nBitch, I dropped like 80 bands\nNo I can't be dancing, bih\nBih, got toolie in my pants\nBitch, I was in these streets, bih\nY'all was playing freeze tag\nI ain't ever played no duck, duck, goose\nBitch, I was outchea chasing bags\nBitch, I was at them baby, bih\nBitch, I wanted them 6's, bih\nBitch, you know I been outchea\nWhen we was hollering \"Ms. Cesar\", bih\nBitch, I'm worth a city now\nYo little money, juvenile\nBitch, I'm worth too much money\nBitch, I can't even raw you now\nI'll stand over you, and I'm not talking 'bout them jeans\nWhen I tell you, me and my niggas, we the robbing crew [Chorus: Plies]\nBoy you know we outchea\nReally, really outchea\nAsk the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya\nBih, we outchea" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Tiny with the following description: Music Is the Weapon is the upcoming fourth studio album by American electronic band; Major Lazer, set to be released on October 23, 2020. First announced in 2015. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: BEAM]\nMi want a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny\nWant Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney, chiney\nMi want a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny\nWant Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney, chiney\n[Verse 1: BEAM]\nI'm moving with caution, yeah, yeah, yeah\nI don't do this often, yeah, yeah, yeah\nSomething 'bout the way you keep it real\nSomething 'bout the way you keep it\nSomething 'bout the way I make you feel\nSomething 'bout the way I make you—\nRemind me of a girl I once knew\nOh, you remind me of a girl I once knew\nAnd I said that, said that since I met you\nAnd you swear that, you swear you never meant to (Oh, oh)\n[Refrain: BEAM]\nWay you keep it real\nWay you keep it real\nWay I make you feel\nSomething 'bout the way I makе you\nWay you keep it real\nWay you keep it real\nWay I make you feel\nSomеthing 'bout the way I make you (Oh, oh) [Chorus: Shenseea]\nYou want a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny (Big batty gyal)\nReal Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney, chiney (Oh, oh, oh)\nWant a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny\nReal Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney (Small, small), chiney\n[Verse 2: Shenseea]\nCaribbean flavor\nYuh get good before, but dis greater\nTake it all now, none fi later\nWant you next to me like a neighbor, neighbor\nTell mi weh yuh waan mi do\nSpin it in circle and all for you\nListen mi body a call fi you and a bawl\nJust wait fi mi come well, wet and a run\nSo hard like di stone weh pon ground\nMy pum-pum phat, heavy like one tonne\nAnd the ting well clean, nuh need no condom\nYeah, mi have weh yuh waan (Have weh yuh waan)\nHave weh yuh waan, have weh yuh waan\nTake it any way you want\nI give my all to you, give\n[Chorus: BEAM]\nMi want a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny\nWant Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney, chiney\nMi want a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny\nWant Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney, chiney [Bridge: BEAM]\nYou remind me of a girl I once knew\nOh, you remind me of a girl I once knew\nAnd I said that, said that since I met you\nAnd you swear that, you swear you never meant to (Oh, oh)\n[Refrain: BEAM]\nWay you keep it real\nWay you keep it real\nWay I make you feel\nSomething 'bout the way I make you\nWay you keep it real\nWay you keep it real\nWay I make you feel\nSomething 'bout the way I make you (Oh, oh)\n[Chorus: Shenseea]\nYou want a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny (Big batty gyal)\nReal Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney, chiney (Oh, oh, oh)\nWant a big batty gyal wid a waist pon tiny, tiny\nReal Jamaican gyal wid a pum pon chiney (Small, small), chiney" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Unfaithful with the following description: This song was released on Rihanna’s A Girl Like Me album, becoming its most prominent hit.\nShe describes the painful experience that she knows her boyfriend is going through as she is cheating on him. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nStory of my life, searching for the right\nBut it keeps avoiding me\nSorrow in my soul 'cause it seems that wrong\nReally loves my company\nHe's more than a man and this is more than love\nThe reason that the sky is blue\nThe clouds are rolling in because I'm gone again\nAnd to him, I just can't be true\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd I know that he knows I'm unfaithful\nAnd it kills him inside\nTo know that I am happy with some other guy\nI can see him dying\n[Chorus]\nI don't wanna do this anymore\nI don't wanna be the reason why\nEvery time I walk out the door\nI see him die a little more inside\nI don't wanna hurt him anymore\nI don't wanna take away his life\nI don't wanna be a murderer\n[Verse 2]\nI feel it in the air as I'm doin' my hair\nPreparing for another date\nA kiss upon my cheek as he reluctantly\nAsks if I'm gonna be out late\nI say I won't be long, just hanging with the girls\nA lie I didn't have to tell\nBecause we both know where I'm about to go\nAnd we know it very well [Pre-Chorus]\n'\nCause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful\nAnd it kills him inside\nTo know that I am happy with some other guy\nI can see him dying\n[Chorus]\nI don't wanna do this anymore\nI don't wanna be the reason why\nEvery time I walk out the door\nI see him die a little more inside\nI don't wanna hurt him anymore\nI don't wanna take away his life\nI don't wanna be a murderer\n[Bridge]\nOur love, his trust\nI might as well take a gun and put it to his head\nGet it over with\nI don't wanna do this anymore\nWoah, anymore\n[Chorus]\nAnd I don't wanna do this anymore\nI don't wanna be the reason why\nAnd every time I walk out the door\nI see him die a little more inside\nAnd I don't wanna hurt him anymore\nI don't wanna take away his life\nI don't wanna be a murderer [Outro]\nA murderer, no, no, no\nYeah, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Daddy Issues with the following description: “Daddy Issues,” is the fifth track from Tell Me You Love Me where Demi unveils the source of their attraction to “unavailable” men.\nThe term “Daddy Issues” refers the result of a messed up relationship with one’s father, or having an absent father in ones life. This results in younger women or men chasing older men and are even seeking a father figure from their relationships and mistreatment in some cases.\nWe are aware that Demi did not have a good connection with their biological father, Patrick Lovato, who died in 2013. Lovato has expressed their disconnection to her father from their previous songs, such as ‘For The Love of A Daughter (2011, Unbroken), ’Shouldn’t Come Back‘ (2013, Demi), ’Father‘ (2015, Confident). Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n(\nGo\n)\n[Verse 1]\nI call you too much\nYou never pick up\nExcept when you wanna f...\nAnd I can't get enough\nYou're the man of my dreams\n'Cause you know how to leave\nBut I really believe that you'd change it for me\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou're unavailable\n(Unavailable)\nI'm insatiable\n[Chorus]\nLucky for you\nI got all these daddy issues\nWhat can I do?\nI'm going crazy when I'm with you\nForget all the therapy that I've been through\nLucky for you\nI got all these daddy issues\n(All these daddy issues) [Post-Chorus]\nDaddy issues, uh\nDaddy issues, uh\n[Verse 2]\nDon't know how to commit\nBut I might want your kid\nAnd after our first kiss\nGot your name on my wrist\nYeah, I get a little obsessive\nA little aggressive, a little bit too invested\nAnd whatever you want, whenever you want\nThat's what you get 'cause\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou're unavailable\n(You're unavailable)\nI'm insatiable\n[Chorus]\nLucky for you\nI got all these daddy issues\nWhat can I do?\nI'm going crazy when I'm with you\nForget all the therapy that I've been through\nLucky for you\nI got all these daddy issues\n(All these daddy issues) [Post-Chorus]\nDaddy issues, uh\nDaddy issues, uh\n[Bridge]\nNever enough\nAddicted to love with the wrong one\n[Chorus]\nLucky for you\nI got all these daddy issues\n(All these daddy issues)\nWhat can I do?\nI'm going crazy when I'm with you (Crazy)\nForget all the therapy that I've been through\n(That I've been through)\nLucky for you (Lucky for you)\nI got all these daddy issues\n(All these daddy issues)\nDaddy issues, uh\n(All these daddy issues)\nDaddy issues, uh\n(All these daddy issues)\nDaddy issues, uh\nDaddy issues, uh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Miracle with the following description: ‘The Miracle’ is the third track to Queen’s The Miracle album, released in 1989. It also gives the album it’s name. The album was recorded during guitarist Brian May’s marital issues, and is also the first album produced following frontman Freddie Mercury’s diagnosis confirming he was AIDS positive in 1987.\nThe idea for the song came from Mercury and bassist John Deacon, who wrote the basic chord structure for the song. All four contributed to the lyrics and musical ideas, and the song was still credited to the entire band, something they had agreed to do so during the album recording, regardless of who had been the actual writer.\nWhile both Mercury and May regarded this as one of their favourite, drummer Roger Taylor said in the audio commentary of Greatest Video Hits II that although it was not a favourite of his, he respected it as “an incredibly complex track”.\nThe song describes several of “God’s creations, great and small”, such as great buildings like the Taj Mahal and the Tower of Babel, all described as “miracles” in the song, yet the one miracle “we’re all waiting for” is “peace on Earth and an end to war.” The song also references such well-known figures as Captain Cook, Cain and Abel, and Jimi Hendrix. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Freddie Mercury]\n[Verse 1: Freddie Mercury]\nEvery drop of rain that falls in Sahara Desert says it all\nIt's a miracle\nAll God's creations great and small\nThe Golden Gate and the Taj Mahal, that's a miracle\nTest tube babies bein' born\nMothers, fathers dead and gone\nIt's a miracle\n[Chorus: Freddie Mercury]\nWe're having a miracle on earth\nMother Nature does it all for us\nThe wonders of this world go on\nThe hangin' Gardens of Babylon\nCaptain Cook and Cain and Abel\nJimi Hendrix to the Tower of Babel\nIt's a miracle, it's a miracle\nIt's a miracle, it's a miracle\n[Bridge: Freddie Mercury]\nThe one thing we're all waitin' for\nIs peace on earth\nAn end to war\nIt's a miracle we need\nThe miracle\nThe miracle we're all waitin' for today [Instrumental Break]\n[Verse 2: Freddie Mercury]\nIf every leaf on every tree\nCould tell a story that would be\nA miracle\nIf every child on every street\nHad clothes to wear and food to eat\nThat's a miracle\nIf all God's people could be free\nTo live in perfect harmony, it's a miracle\n[Chorus: Freddie Mercury & \nFreddie Mercury, Brian May & Roger Taylor\n]\nWe're havin' a miracle on earth\nMother Nature does it all for us\n(\nThe wonders of this world go on\n)\nOpen hearts and surgery\nSunday mornings with a cup of tea\nSuperpowers always fightin'\nMona Lisa just keeps on smilin'\nIt's a miracle, it's a miracle\nIt's a miracle\n[Instrumental Break: Freddie Mercury, Brian May & Roger Taylor & \nFreddie Mercury]\n(\nThe wonders of this world go on\n)\nIt's a miracle, it's a miracle\nIt's a miracle, it's a miracle [Bridge: Freddie Mercury]\nThe one thing (The one thing)\nWe're all waiting for (We're all waiting for)\nIs peace on earth (Peace on earth)\nAnd an end to war (End to war)\nIt's a miracle we need\nThe miracle\nThe miracle!\nPeace on earth and end to war, today\n[Guitar Solo]\n[Outro: Freddie Mercury]\nThat time will come, one day you'll see\nWhen we can all be friends\nThat time will come, one day you'll see\nWhen we can all be friends\nThat time will come, one day you'll see\nWhen we can all be friends\nThat time will come, one day you'll see\nWhen we can all be friends" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Taken for Granted with the following description: “Taken for Granted” is track #3 on Sia’s second studio album Healing Is Difficult. The song was released as the lead single from the album in 2000 and in June of that year it charted at #10 on the UK singles charts. It’s the only song from Healing Is Difficult to be featured on the Best Of… compilation\nAfter its release, BBC Radio 1 liked the song and played it and within a few weeks it was a hit. It was performed on Top of the Pops and on Jo Whiley’s radio show.\nThe song has two music videos. The first one was directed by Matthew Bate from Plexus Films and was shot in Adelaide with the small budget of 50 bucks. The second video was directed by Fatima and edited by Angus Giorgi.\nHere’s a rare live performance of the song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C0vF7578ZoE Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI'm sitting in the car again\nWaiting for you\nYou said you'd be a minute\nBut you've been twenty two\nSee you've got to do your hair\nAnd get it just right\nSometimes you're in the bathroom\nFor half of the night\n[Chorus]\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nYes I'm waiting for you\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nTell me what can I do\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nYes I'm waiting for you\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nTell me what can I do\n[Verse 2]\nNow I'm sitting by the phone again\nWaiting for your call\nYou'd said you'd phone at two\nAnd it's a quarter past four\nNow I'm standing out the front again\nIt's late at night\nAnd I'm truly sick to death of sleazy men\nUndressing me with their eyes [Chorus]\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nYes I'm waiting for you\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nTell me what can I do\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nYes I'm waiting for you\nAnd I'm waiting for you again\nTell me what can I do\n[Verse 3]\nSo I'm back from the theater\nI watched the show alone\nSee I waited for you and I missed half act one\nHave you never heard of the phone?\nI don't like being taken for granted\nI'm too nice for my own good\nSee I do what I say and I say what I do\nIs it too much to expect that you could?\nI wish you would\n[Chorus \n(Variation)]\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nI ain't waiting for you\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nGo find another fool\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nI ain't waiting for you\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nIt's the usual coup\n(I ain't waiting for you no more)\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nI ain't waiting for you\n(I ain't waiting for you no more)\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nI ain't missing nothing for you\n(I ain't waiting for you no more)\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nI ain't waiting for you\n(I ain't waiting for you no more)\nI ain't waiting for you no more\nGo find another fool\n(I ain't waiting for you no more) [Outro]\nI ain't waiting, I ain't waiting\nI ain't waiting, I ain't waiting\nI ain't waiting, I ain't waiting\nI ain't waiting no more, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Got Me with the following description: “Got Me” is a star-studded posse cut where Dreamville artists Ari Lennox and Omen are joined by Ty Dolla $ign and Dreezy. On the track, the artists display their loyalty and promise their significant other that they will be there to reciprocate their love. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]\nNow do you wanna know what I'm thinking right now?\nSwerving down Pico, girl, I'm coming right now\nI'm obnoxious, I'm sorry\nTouch it soft but I like it rough too\nWe done done enough talkin'\nTake your time, let you do what you do\nCall me when you're lonely\nCall me when you need somebody\nYou do it for your man and not just anybody\nAnd I got you long as you got me\n[Chorus: Ari Lennox & \nTy Dolla $ign\n]\nI got you long as you got me\nAnd I got you long as you got me\nI got you long as you got me (\nYeah\n)\nI got you long as you got me\nAnd I got you long as you got me\nAnd I'll get you, got me\n[Verse 2: Ari Lennox]\nWho you wanna love you?\nWho you know can come through and get it right like this?\nCall me when you need me\nBut them other bitches, yeah, they cool\nBut they ain't quite like this\nWho you wanna love ya?\nWho you know can come through and get it right like this?\nCall me when you need me\nBut them other bitches, yeah, they cool\nBut they ain't quite like this [Chorus: Ari Lennox & \nTy Dolla $ign\n]\nI got you long as you got me\nAnd I got you long as you got me\nI got you long as you got me (\nYeah\n)\nI got you long as you got me\nAnd I got you long as you got me\nAnd I'll get you, got me\n[Verse 3: Omen]\nI'm double-dating destiny\nWith angels and my demons on my shoulder like Chicago\nFeel like I done struck the lotto when I saw you\nBottom of your shoes make a nigga think you Piru\nUsed to have the blues, but too prideful\nTo show you everything\nI could be myself around you\nAin't gotta fake smile, you like it facedown\nLike you caught an eight count\nTKO, Teddy Pendergrass\nA nice guy, but see, nice guys finish last\nIn the bedroom, stealing cover, fight for legroom\nYou my best goon, come through for me like Neptunes' classics\nGet your back bent, silky black skin\nIf they knew how real you are, they'd probably clap hands\nIn your presence\nEye candy cool, but with chocolate, got a fetish\nBeen some things I only shared with you and not my fellas\nCalled me to stop through\nGet you off like cops do\nYou got me, I got you [Chorus: Ari Lennox & \nTy Dolla $ign\n]\nI got you long as you got me\nAnd I got you long as you got me\nI got you long as you got me (\nYeah\n)\nI got you long as you got me\nAnd I got you long as you got me\nI got you long as you got me, yeah\n[Verse 4: Dreezy]\nHold me tighter when I'm trippin' (Yeah)\nFire the lighter, let's get lifted (Light 'em up)\nI done ran into a lot of wrong niggas with right intentions (For real)\nShit like therapy 'cause you know how to talk and when to listen\nKind of love when it don't change if I'm natural or with extensions\nI got you\nI heard some rumors, I'm just hoping they ain't true (I ain't listen)\nBeen living good, but it get better when I'm with you (I like that)\nYou should know I'm tweaking when I say I'm through (I'm lyin')\nYou the only one with my focus, I'm the baddest up out my crew (Bad bitch)\nHe like 'em brown skinned, independent, money-driven, Gucci'd down\nHow 'bout you get in your Benz and come and give this coochie rounds? (Look)\nLike niggas that give me full attention no matter who he 'round\nIt's cute when he get jealous, a nigga try me, he make that Uzi sound\nMaster satin sheets grippin', sex that'll have your teeth grittin'\nHow I end up at your crib? Marijuana decisions (I was high)\nA freak for you, ATL, he got my peach drippin'\nBut you know it's a lie if somebody say that they caught me slippin' (Lies)\nSo when he get that feeling, he know to call me (Hit my line)\nLove, sex, or the money, shit, I want all three (I want it all)\nThem other niggas ain't my taste, I'm too saucy (I am)\nAnd if them bitches asking who you with, just know it's all me (Dreezy)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called That Kind of Woman with the following description: “That Kind of Woman” is the sixteenth track from Future Nostalgia – The Moonlight Edition, the re-issue of Dua Lipa’s successful sophomore album, Future Nostalgia.\nLyrically, the song is about falling so deeply for someone, that no matter what, you’ll show them why you’re worth being chosen over others.\nThroughout the song, Lipa expresses a more energetic lust for the person in the song, as described in the lyrics “One look was enough, enough for me” and “Hard to pretend, now I can’t sit still any longer.”\nOn August 11th, 2020, the song was fully leaked, alongside a fellow unreleased song, “All to Myself”. The song may have been considered for a spot on the standard track list, but is unconfirmed. It was ultimately scrapped, and re-used for The Moonlight Edition.\nThe Future Nostalgia remix album, Club Future Nostalgia, also featured a remixed version of “That Kind of Woman” before the original version was officially released on The Moonlight Edition. This lends to the theory that the song could have had a spot on the standard track list, but was instead used for the aforementioned re-issue. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nOne look was enough, enough for me\nThe whole room stops and it's not me to be one\nTo be one, one of many\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause it's a hundred others speaking, I've been tryna make a step\nA hundred others speaking, I can't make you understand\nThere's only one out here for ya\nOne out here for ya\n[Chorus]\nI'll be the first to say, \"Baby, what's your name?\"\n'Cause I want ya, that kind of woman\nHard to pretend, now I can't sit still\nLet me show ya, that kind of woman (Woman)\n[Post-Chorus]\n(That kind of woman, woman)\n(That kind of woman)\nHard to pretend, now I can't sit still\nAny longer, that kind of woman\n[Verse 2]\nI'll pick you from the crowd, don't come to me\nI want you to myself\n, no, I won't be, won't be one\nWon't be one, one of many [Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause it's a hundred others speaking, I've been tryna make a step\nA hundred others speaking, I can't make you understand\nThere's only one out here for ya\nOne out here for ya\n[Chorus]\nI'll be the first to say, \"Baby, what's your name?\"\n'Cause I want ya, that kind of woman\nHard to pretend, now I can't sit still\nLet me show ya, that kind of woman (Woman)\n[Post-Chorus]\n(That kind of woman, woman)\n(That kind of woman)\nHard to pretend, now I can't sit still\nAny longer, that kind of woman\n[Bridge]\n(Gonna) Keep you close, next to me, I won't let you go\n(You're gonna) Reminisce that you once met a girl like this\nThe first to say, \"Baby, what's your name?\"\n'Cause I want ya\n (That kind of woman)\n[Chorus]\nI'll be the first to say, \"Baby, what's your name?\"\n'Cause I want ya, that kind of woman (Woman)\n(That kind of woman, woman)\n(That kind of woman) [Outro]\nHard to pretend, now I can't sit still any longer\nThat kind of woman" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Can’t Let Go with the following description: “Can’t Let Go” is the first of three Target bonus tracks from singer-songwriter Adele’s third studio album, 25. The song was written by Adele and Linda Perry, who also contributed by producing the track.\n“Can’t Let Go” has never been discussed by Adele, beyond a response that it always makes her emotional when asked by a fan to perform it on tour. However, lines such as “this love, it ain’t over yet” imply a connection to an active relationship. Adele has confirmed her relationship with husband Simon Konecki has experienced some bumps, especially while writing and discussing other song “Water Under the Bridge”. As a result, it’s reasonable to assume this song is also about him. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWhen did it go wrong? I will never know\nI have loved you all my life\nHow did it slow down? I go round and around\nThinking about it all the time\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI gave you heaven on a platter, baby\nI gave you everything you never gave me\nI never lied and I never faked it\nOnly wanted for you to save me\nThis love, it ain't over yet\nThere's too much that I haven't said\n[Chorus]\nDid you find the note that I wrote?\nI hid it in the seam of your coat\nIt was hard to write with a lump in my throat\nDo you even know that I can't let go?\n[Verse 2]\nWhy were you so cold? Let the truth be told\nTell me, was it all for the thrill?\nWhat was I thinking? I gave you everything\nBut you still went for the kill [Pre-Chorus]\nI gave you heaven on a platter, baby\nI gave you everything you never gave me\nI never lied and I never faked it\nOnly wanted for you to save me\n[Chorus]\nDid you find the note that I wrote?\nI hid it in the seam of your coat\nIt was hard to write with a lump in my throat\nDo you even know that I can't let go?\n[Bridge]\nOoh, sometimes I feel like I'm in the dark\nOoh, I thought I'd die in your arms\n[Chorus]\nDid you find the note that I wrote?\nI hid it in the seam of your coat\nIt was hard to write, I had a lump in my throat\nDo you even know that I can't let go?\n[Outro]\nHope you know, I won't let go" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Miss My Dawgs with the following description: Meek Mill drops a song on the eve of Chinx’s death about his best friend Lil' Snupe, who was also shot to death before his career reached its full potential.\nThe killing of Chinx obviously reminded Meek of the pain he felt when Snupe passed away in 2013.\nhttps://twitter.com/MeekMill/status/600107821221302272 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Meek Mill & \nStrap\n]\nI miss my dawg (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nI miss my dawg (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nAnd they killed my little nigga\nMan I wish that I was there when that shit popped off (\nshit popped off\n)\nAnd who would’ve thought (\nwho would've thought\n)\nI’d ever get that call (\nmh-hmm, mh-hmm\n)\nSo I’m out here riding with my niggas\nAnd we sliding, letting shit pop off (\npop off\n)\nI miss my dawg (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nI miss my dawg (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nAnd they killed my little nigga\nMan I wish that I was there when that shit popped off (\nshit popped off\n)\nAnd who would’ve thought (\nwho would've thought\n)\nI’d ever get that call (\nmh-hmm, mh-hmm\n)\nSo I’m out here riding with my niggas\nAnd we sliding, letting shit pop off (\nyeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah\n)\n[Verse 1: Meek Mill]\nThey killed Chinx Drugz in his own city\nThey killed Lil Snupe in his own city\nWonder why I don't be in my own city\nI don't know if niggas gon' clap for me or gon' kill me\nStill living lavish and they still wonder why I act savage\nAll these guns and automatics\nStill gonna murder these niggas that want to have it\nBefore they have me miss my son’s football practice\nFuck y’all niggas that killed Lil Snupe\nAnd when we run in y’all niggas we gone kill y’all too\nI still pray every young nigga feel that coupe\nCause young niggas feel like me, I feel like you\nFifty shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie\nI pray to God, load my chopper, tell them niggas I’m ready\nI’m riding 'round with my squad, it's Pmon and Omelly\nI got Deen in the cut, my nigga Coon be so heavy\nWe got to make it back home tonight\nSo fuck the law, we brought the chrome tonight\n'Cause the cops won’t save you, you alone tonight\nSo tell me young nigga am I wrong or right? [Chorus: Meek Mill & \nStrap\n]\nI miss my dawgs (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nI miss my dawg (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nAnd they killed my little nigga\nMan I wish that I was there when that shit popped off (\nshit popped off\n)\nAnd who would’ve thought (\nwho would've thought\n)\nI’d ever get that call (\nmh-hmm, mh-hmm\n)\nSo I’m out here riding with my niggas\nAnd we sliding, letting shit pop off (\npop off\n)\nI miss my dawg (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nI miss my dawg (\nI miss my dawg\n)\nAnd they killed my little nigga\nMan I wish that I was there when that shit popped off (\nshit popped off\n)\nAnd who would’ve thought (\nwho would've thought\n)\nI’d ever get that call (\nmh-hmm, mh-hmm\n)\nSo I’m out here riding with my niggas\nAnd we sliding, letting shit pop off (\nyeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah\n)\n[Verse 2: Meek Mill]\nSometimes I miss my dad, I wish he could see me now\nRolls Royce, he wouldn’t believe me now\nThe way I took my mom out the hood, got Tweety round\nFrom the jects to the burbs, I wish you could meet me now\nBut you died before he was even 'round\nBut I set him straight though, look who he be around\nIn the sticks with the kids where they really play soccer\nWhen he could’ve been a nigga on the corner with a chopper\nYou the one that taught me how to hold my hands 'fore they got you\nSo I’ma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, 'til they rock us\nYou ain’t even get to meet my son Papi\nHe’s three now, and he be asking where his grandpop is\nYou see now, they talk 'cause they don't see my fam shopping\nNow see the brand new Benz and the brand new houses\nKnow you see these brand new friends, acting brand new, smiling\nAnd I just got brand new bills, that’s brand new problems\nAnd my old homie told on me, like damn you wyling\nAnd that shit you talk from jail don’t scare nobody\n'Cause you told, you dead now\nAnd you know, nigga walk with your head down\nRIP [Outro: Travis Scott]\nFly high, so high, fly high, so high\nFly high, so high, so long, goodbye\nFly high, so high, so long, goodbye\nSo high, so high, so long, goodbye" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Wanted You with the following description: On “Wanted You,” NAV teams up with Lil Uzi Vert for a melodic, catchy song all about girls, money, and relationships ruined by cheating. It is featured on NAV’s debut studio album, RECKLESS (2018), and was released on November 3, 2017, coinciding with NAV’s 28th birthday.\nNAV and Uzi have collaborated two times on NAV and Metro Boomin’s collaborative mixtape, Perfect Timing, on the tracks, “NAVUZIMETRO#PT2” and “A$AP Ferg”.\nThe song’s cover art was posted out-of-the-blue in a now-deleted post on NAV’s Instagram on November 1, 2017, two days before the song’s release, foreshadowing the date of release along with the cover art. He captioned it:\nWanted you ft. my brother @liluzivert out this Friday Nov 3rd my b-day! 🎂🎂🎂 from my new album coming soon!\nOn December 8, 2017, a short music video from the NAV’s full verse to the second half of the Uzi’s full verse was released. On January 12, 2018, an animated video of the full song was released. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & \nBrittany Renner\n]\nWhere you at?\nAt my house\nLet me see that ass\nWhat you say?\nI said \"let me see that ass\"\nThat ass?\nOh, you on some naked shit\nHahaha\nI'm on my way\nStop lyin'\nI'm on my way, bye\n[Verse 1: NAV]\nI'm ashamed of all the things that I was doin' for you\nShould've known that all these girls the same and they ain't loyal\nShe a freak, took her to Nobu, on a beach (Yeah)\nJust to eat Louboutins all on her feet (Yeah)\nWhere you get the money for them shoes, girl?\nYou hit me on my DM like a fangirl (Whoa, whoa)\nDid you want me or did you want these bands, girl? (Whoa, whoa)\nNow I know you just another Instagram girl (Whoa, whoa)\nShe almost made me think that all she want is me (Yeah)\nI hit the club and she the first one that I see\nSaid that she there 'cause she know promoters in the club (Yeah)\nCome to find out that my homeboy hit her up (Whoa, whoa, whoa) [Pre-Chorus: NAV]\nAll this ice, I need a freezer, mhm\nWhip it up, egg beater, mhm\nWhippin' up two-seaters\nSaid she love me, don't believe her, mhm\nCan't be mediocre, mhm\nTwenty on her choker, mhm\nFuck her, I don't know her, yeah\nGive me face, like poker\n[Chorus: NAV]\nWhoa, can't believe I wanted you\nWhoa, I can't believe I wanted you, yeah\nGirl, I can't believe I wanted you\nGirl, I can't believe I wanted you\n[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]\nNo, no, no, no, I don't need you (I don't need you)\nNo, no, no, no, I don't need you (I don't need you)\nMan, I swear these girls are see-through (Translucent)\nStevie Wonder, I can't see you (Can't do this)\nShe so hurt, I'm so irked, she get on my nerve (What?)\nMy head hurt, matter fact, kick her to the curb (Bye-bye)\nFound out that she with him, like this verse, get murked (Huh?)\nMy chopper, ego dispersed, yeah, probably die before it hurt, ayy\nCartier lens, I'm on lurk, uh, twenty-thousand for a fur, ooh (Yeah)\nWhat would she do for a purse? (Huh?) She said she'll give me a Perc' (Thirty)\nMy new bitch better, so I cannot sweat her, don't talk to that girl, that's a curve (Now what)\nSpeakin' of sweater, my neck is so frozen it lookin' just like an iceberg [Pre-Chorus: NAV]\nAll this ice I need a freezer, mhm\nWhip it up, egg beater, mhm\nWhippin' up two-seaters\nSaid she love me, don't believe her, mhm\nCan't be mediocre, mhm\nTwenty on her choker, mhm\nFuck her, I don't know her, yeah\nGive me face, like poker\n[Chorus: NAV]\nWhoa, can't believe I wanted you\nWhoa, I can't believe I wanted you, yeah\nGirl, I can't believe I wanted you\nGirl, I can't believe I wanted you\n[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert, \nNAV\n & \nBoth\n]\nUzi, they used to make fun of you (dress it up)\nYeah, all my hundreds blue\nWhoa, little bitch, I'm done with you\n (I'm done with you)\nHit it from the back while Uzi stand in front of you\n (Yeah)\n23, but I had her when I was 22 (\nWhat?\n)\nI can't wife that girl, she fucked like twenty dudes\n (Brown Boy)\nYou can't get a kiss, can't get caught tonguin' you (\nLil Uzi\n)\nI got lots of girls, no, there ain't just one of you \n (That true)\nOff-White on my Prestos, all these girls I'm runnin' through (\nI'm runnin' through it\n)\nI can't text her back, these Franklins what I'm thumbin' through\n (Blue hundos)\nFuck a finger in that bitch, I use a thumb or two (\nYeah\n)\nMade her number one and you ain't even number two [Pre-Chorus: NAV & \nLil Uzi Vert\n]\nAll this ice I need a freezer, mhm\nWhip it up, egg beater, mhm\nWhippin' up two-seaters (\nSkrrt, skrrt\n)\nSaid she love me, don't believe her, mhm\nCan't be mediocre, mhm\nTwenty on her choker, mhm\nFuck her, I don't know her, yeah\nGive me face, like poker\n[Chorus: NAV]\nWhoa, can't believe I wanted you\nWhoa, I can't believe I wanted you, yeah\nGirl, I can't believe I wanted you\nGirl, I can't believe I wanted you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called We Run with the following description: iSHi has released the full version today with an additional feature from another New Yorker, French Montana.\nThough we’re not sure where his inspiration comes from, he knows how to craft a nasty New York beat behind cold verses from French and Raekwon, who also had a collab on Chef’s last album, F.I.L.A. iSHi is able to update the boom-bap sound with an infectious high-pitched vocal sample and a sung interlude that he presumably recorded himself. It’s a fascinating outsider’s take on NYC street sounds\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nWho?!\nWho, who is this person you're talking about?!\nWho is this person you're talking about?!\nYou answer me now?!\nISHi?!\nWho is he?!\nWho is he?!\n[Hook]\nWe can run the world, we can, we can run the world\nWe can run the world, we can, we can run the world\nWe can run the world, we can, we can run the world\nWho-who-who-who-who-who is he?\nWho-who-who-who-who-who is he?\nWho-who-who-who-who-who is he?\n(Haaan)\n[Verse 1: French Montana]\nI got dreams, cash and the cream\nGrind like a fiend for shit you've never seen\nWatch me take it over, bitches be coming over\nMoney, we count it over, my niggas, they never sober\nI pull up in the Bent, dark tint, black gun; sippin clip\nBent, clock in, black shoes, my attitude's\nFuck for the dollar, nothing, hit the bottle\nFifth clap skater lap, all black raider hat\nServed the customers to custom make the Porsche\nNasir Jones, homie, the world is yours\nI'm Tony Montana with a bitch from Atlanta\nAt the Caesers Cabana, then I'm ghost like a phantom, haan\nDirty money hit me like a needle\nGot me standing on the street like the Beatles\nI'm a motherfucking coke boy\nBaby, come and run the world with a dope boy\n(I'm a motherfucking coke boy)\n(I-I'm a motherfucking coke boy, coke boy, coke boy)\n(coke-coke-coke-coke boy)\n(coke boy)\n(I-I'm a motherfucking coke boy) [Hook]\nSome people, look in through the needle\nThis isn't where we started\nThey see you running through the fields\nDeep inside a capsuled, freedom, you know nothing at all\nWe run, we run, we run\nWe run, we run, we run\nWe run, we run, we run\nWe can run the world\nI got these funny MC's keep tryna get the lyrics\nI got 300 Don C's and I can barely fit them\nI'm like a nymphomaniac dating a schizophrenic\nWhat I said is what I get I'm bettin the head ridiculous\nWe can run the world, just get the handcuffs off us\nMr. Officer, don’t want no problems\nI don’t got no Glock, no girl, why you so forceful?\nIt’s like I’m sounding like Floyd before another bout\nHow you niggas doing, take off, sitting on mama’s couch?\nBitch I did that shit with Raekwon the youngest with the clout\n[\n?\n]\nI’m forever a poet, I was never a killer\n[?\n]\n when it grips, [?]\nRocking on a great figure that doubled my digits\n[?] said I’m out of shape, nigga still running this city [Hook]\nSome people, look in through the needle\nThis isn't where we started\n[Verse 2: Raekwon]\n[?]\n amazing in weather, rocking big leathers\nCatch him on the block stocking since the red jetters\nMonkey flipping, brand gamble with the chop headers\nWon't take no shorts, we don't jock niggas\nFast and furious, though curious\nThat I'll [?] from your home Julius\nJust bounce, drop the Uzi and fly, meet you at the Ritz\nSweet 19 and switch up the whips, yo\nYoung De Niro, the black hand, mafia gang land\nWhere niggas bang out and do the same jam\nI be in Brazil stroking 'em down\nAnd for the hell I blame you, then fly like PamAm do\nWhoever said I went down? I was configurating this money\nTo feed my babies monthly and retire\nBut now I'm more larger, smarter, call me the martyr\nThis separating me from these authors\n[?]\n[Hook]\nSo people, looking through the needle\nThis isn't where we started\nThey see you're running to the fields\nDeep inside a capsule, freedom, you know nothing at all\nWe run, we run, we run\nWe run, we run, we run\nWe run, we run, we run\nWe can run the world [Verse 3: Raekwon — on the \nSpring Pieces\n version only]\nYeah, all that [?]\nRevolution eyes gangstas heads broccoli\n[?] snipers and broccoli\nThis is all graphic from professinal killas, it's true\nDon't get excited until we tell you too\nMotile magnificent heavy armor rap\nWe go until the clock stop, don't bother black dudes\nBilly club boys, those architects and street politics\nKeep it hard like scholarships\nStadium shit, listen 2 bars exemplified\nAll I know is some came and some died\nBut from the cloth to the wardrobe fly, rich\nIntelligent drama king is interchangeable like the Morris code" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called What U Like with the following description: 8th track from Major Lazer’s debut album “Guns Don’t Kill People… Lazers Do”.Expand 1Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Einstein]\nDon't you like it when me shift your drawers one side\nAnd roll on a condom and slide me stiff dick in-a ya fat pussy\nMake ya feel like your home a tear down like a landslide\nDon't ya like when me give ya it real tough\nMake you reminisce, all yourself you a feel up\nTurn your back, will hurt your knees up\nHow ya must come before me cause me know a no me fuss\n[Chorus: Einstein]\nWhen me beat it up like a fight\nAh, that she like, she love it like her life\nAh, that she like, scream 'til she no have no voice\nAh, that she like when me fuck her all night\nHear me now, when me beat it up like a fight\nAh, that she like, ahe love it like her life\nAh, that she like, scream 'til she no have no voice\nAh, that she like when me fuck her all night\n[Verse 2: Einstein]\nMy girl, don't you like it when bad man give ya stiff cock\nMake ya cry and no stop, say the fuck here is hot\nYou're cute, your breast's stiff and your pussy is fat\nThat's why me give you cock, what tough like it is a brick hut\nGal, open a ya legs like a gift shop\nWind 'pon the cock, it up, 'pon it you have it tick tock\nKerri a tell me 'bout Bruk and fix back\nMe fuck her, make she run, left her flip flop [Chorus: Einstein]\nWhen me beat it up like a fight\nAh, that she like, she love it like her life\nAh, that she like, scream 'til she no have no voice\nAh, that she like when me fuck her all night\nHear me now, when me beat it up like a fight\nAh, that she like, she love it like her life\nAh, that she like, scream 'til she no have no voice\nAh, that she like when me fuck her all night\n[Amanda Blank (removed)]\nAlways and forever\nI bet you ain't never seen\nA pussy so sweet\nOr tasted anything better\nGet to know me, get to know me\nPut your face inside my sweater\nSlide your fingers in my panties\nAnd make ma pussy wetter\nI would let you should you let me\nGrab your dick and make it hard\nWrap your hands around it\n? So, ? come and get me\nPut your tongue on it\nAnd lick me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called HUMBLE. with the following description: On the ironically braggadocious track “HUMBLE.” Kendrick Lamar challenges his competition. It was released a week after the first promotional single, “The Heart Part 4,” with a music video directed by Dave Meyers and The Little Homies. It features religious imagery mixed with urban life, such as Kendrick in priest’s robes and a moving re-enactment of Leonardo Da Vinci’s painting The Last Supper—juxtaposing this with the concept of humility in the chorus.\nOn a religious note, the song could also be a reference to the verse James 4:7.\nSo humble yourselves before God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.\"\n—Thus linking to April 7th, the date Kendrick told the industry to have their shit together.\nMike WiLL Made-It produced the beat. It features a deep piano riff and a banging 808 bass line. This style of production is a departure from the sound of Kendrick’s previous jazz-influenced project, To Pimp a Butterfly. It seems to reference the character Deebo’s theme song from the popular comedy movie Friday (1995). Kendrick is also shown riding through the neighborhood on a bicycle in the music video, similar to Deebo in Friday.\nThe song debuted at No. 2 on the Billboard Hot 100 on April 22, 2017, making it not only the highest charting song for Kendrick, but also one of the highest debuting hip-hop singles since “Love the Way You Lie” by Eminem. The song later hit No. 1 on the chart on June 5, 2017, making it Lamar’s first solo No. 1 song and second No. 1 song overall on the charts. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nNobody pray for me\nIt been that day for me\nWay (Yeah, yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nAyy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances\nFinesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin’ this\nParmesan where my accountant lives, in fact, I'm downin' this\nD’USSÉ with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts\nGirl, I can buy your ass the world with my paystub\nOoh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?\nI get way too petty once you let me do the extras\nPull up on your block, then break it down: we playin' Tetris\nAM to the PM, PM to the AM, funk\nPiss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk\nIf I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk\nIf I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk\nMy left stroke just went viral\nRight stroke put lil' baby in a spiral\nSoprano C, we like to keep it on a high note\nIt's levels to it, you and I know\n[Chorus]\nBitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, lil’, hol’ up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol’ up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol’ up, hol' up)\nBitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)\nBe humble (Hol' up, hol' up)\nSit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol' up, hol' up)\nBitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) [Verse 2]\nWho that nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man? (Man-Man)\nGet the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)\nGet the fuck off my dick, that ain't right\nI make a play fucking up your whole life\nI'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop\nShow me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor\nShow me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks\nStill I take you down right on your mama couch in Polo socks\nAyy, this shit way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy\nI blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy\nI don't fabricate it, ayy, most of y'all be fakin', ayy\nI stay modest 'bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy\nThis that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy\nWatch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy\nIf I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy\nI'm the realest nigga after all\n[Chorus]\nBitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol' up, hol' up)\nBitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)\nBe humble (Hol' up, hol' up)\nSit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Hol' up, hol' up)\nBitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)\nBe humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)\nSit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 4 AM with the following description: “4 AM” is the fourth single to release from 2 Chainz’s 3rd solo studio album Pretty Girls Like Trap Music. It features Travis Scott and was released on May 29th, 2017. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: 2 Chainz]\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nM-M-M-Murda\nYeah, yeah\nDamn right, bro\n[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]\n4 AM, I'm just gettin' started\nFor my birthday I threw me a surprise party\nReminiscin' 'bout the trap, playin' the first \nCarter\nMy life changed when I had my first daughter\nGot my first quarter flippin' 50 dollar slabs\nYour nigga's lookin' at the bills, askin' you for half\nCut from a different cloth, take pride in results\nAnytime she wanna dip I'm providin' the sauce\nYou on side of the boss, so you kind of the boss\nYou keep playin' with me, I end up signing your boss\nDrop an EP on a nigga for the free-free on a nigga\nYeah you ZZ on a nigga, king like BB on you niggas\nRock with Champagne P\nIf it wasn't for the struggle then I wouldn't be me\nCall me Deuce or Dos, anything but broke\nGot my aim from the scope, got the game by the throat, damn!\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nOkay, you popped up on me by surprise (Yeah, yeah)\nYou see I never took you for the poppin' type (Straight up)\nDamn, it's 4 AM so please believe the hype (It's lit)\nHit the lights (Yeah), I'm way over top\nPop it, flick it\nDrop a pin, send a location (Skrrt, skrrt)\nI'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)\nDrop off a bag of some dangerous (Yeah)\nI'ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah) [Verse 2: 2 Chainz]\nI dropped \nColleGrove\n out the sky, ooh\nIn a group with the best rapper that's alive, ooh\nNever turn my back on my slime, ooh\nI ain't wanna fuck the bitch but she was fine, ooh\nHold up baby, let me take my time, ooh\nHard to get some head and try to drive, ooh\nJumpin' out the cake and that's surprisin', ooh\nPickin' up the duffel bag like exercisin', ooh\nBought mama new house 'cause she deserve it, ooh\nPractice makes perfect but nobody's perfect, ooh\nEscobar is not open for service, ooh\nSend you to Dr. Miami for your surgery, ooh\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nOkay, you popped up on me by surprise (Yeah, yeah)\nYou see I never took you for the poppin' type (Straight up)\nDamn, it's 4 AM so please believe the hype (It's lit)\nHit the lights (Yeah), I'm way over top\nPop it, flick it\nDrop a pin, send a location (Skrrt, skrrt)\nI'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)\nDrop off a bag of some dangerous (Yeah)\nI'ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah)\n[Verse 3: 2 Chainz \n& Travis Scott\n]\nOoh, Riccardo Tisci on the crewneck\nOoh, on a killin' rapper spree and nigga, you next\nOoh, they talkin', chillin', watchin' Netflix (\nStraight up\n)\nOoh, I used to trap and watch bootlegs\nOoh, I'm on my wave like a durag\nOoh, I see your boo, now where your crew at?\nOoh, talkin' tequila for the pipe-up\nOoh, I hope you got a clean vagina, yeah\nDrench god, drench god, really\nRepresentin', we the squad, really (\nOh, yeah\n)\nTec got the Rollie, now I get it\nI used to sell drugs for a living\nGot me a job sellin' records\nHad to use my jeweler for a reference\nMight buy a charm with the extras\nMight use her legs for a necklace [Chorus: Travis Scott]\nOkay, you popped up on me by surprise (Yeah, yeah)\nYou see I never took you for the poppin' type (Straight up)\nDamn, it's 4 AM so please believe the hype (It's lit)\nHit the lights (Yeah), I'm way over top\nPop it, flick it\nDrop a pin, send a location (Skrrt, skrrt)\nI'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)\nDrop off a bag of some dangerous (Yeah)\nI'ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah)\n[Outro]\nDon't stop trappin', boy\nGot 'bout 12 racks this mornin'\nGot 'bout 12 racks\nStarted last night, still goin'\n12 racks strong\nGot the pitbull in the corner, she pregnant\nGot the crackhead in the corner, she pregnant\nEverybody in here pregnant, 'cept my partner and them\nBut we gettin' this money though, I'm tellin' you that" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called NO SECURITY with the following description: On the opening of I NEVER LIKED YOU’s deluxe edition, “NO SECURITY” sees Future enlisting Detroit native Babyface Ray for a trap collaboration where the duo rap about their firearms and their hard comings throughout their life and career.\nFuture promoted the collab on Twitter earlier in April 2022. While the artist seemingly didn’t make it to the standard cut of the album, he ended up appearing on the deluxe version. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Future]\nYeah, Pluto\nATL Jacob, ATL Jacob\n[Chorus: Future & \nBabyface Ray\n]\nI'm cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that's a Fendi fact, yeah\nAnd I'm strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah\nFuckin' up a ch-in-eck, I'm already millennium\nTakin' pics with junkies and I'm ridin' 'round with Eminem\nIt's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at\nThey make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at\nThey got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at\nI'm the king of the trenches, no security guards (\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n)\n[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]\nWe get triple in your town, nigga, that's wherе I'm at\nFuck around and grab a crib, shit, I'm never comin' back (Mm-hmm)\nIt's a ruler on thе glizzy, bag me up when I laugh\nMan, these internet niggas never fucked with a bag (Nah)\nEleven in my pants, I can't even get it out\nI ain't had shit, ask me how I'm livin' now (Ask me)\nI done, done, done it all, did a lot (Did it all, nigga)\nWatch him run, run just like Ricky, spin the block (Shit)\nFuck it, niggas spin again (Ooh)\nFear of God on me, I don't fear a man (Fear of God)\nLot of niggas fumin', they get up there on that stand (Lot of niggas fumin')\nI been livin' toxic, fuck one bitch then fuck her friends [Chorus: Future]\nI'm cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that's a Fendi fact, yeah\nAnd I'm strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah\nFuckin' up a ch-in-eck, I'm already millennium\nTakin' pics with junkies and I'm ridin' 'round with Eminem\nIt's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at\nThey make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at\nThey got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at\nI'm the king of the trenches, no security guard\n[Verse 2: Future]\nBig barbarian, nigga, just check my body weight\nI get first stab at these bitches in and out of state\nAin't no trippin' off no twat that I made very important\nThey launderin', they prayin' on you, they land on you, extortion\nGood thing I was known, finesse before I had anything\nGood thing, I never played with sake, I played magazine\nPosted on the block when the sunlight was up, yeah\nHundred stacks of hard, they got my gun in the cut\nFendi on my body, garment lookin' like a ninja\nPlay me like I'm Urkel, bitch, you know I'm 'bout to suspend her\nI hold out my arm, you could tell I'm a winner\n'Posed to live in Vietnam, I'm with all the hitters\n[Chorus: Future]\nI'm cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that's a Fendi fact, yeah\nAnd I'm strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah\nFuckin' up a ch-in-eck, I'm already millennium\nTakin' pics with junkies and I'm ridin' 'round with Eminem\nIt's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at\nThey make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at\nThey got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at\nI'm the king of the trenches, no security guard [Outro: Future]\nIt's some robbers and killers 'round here, that's where I'm at\nThey make drug deals, pop pills, that's where I'm at\nThey got dog food 'round here, that's where I'm at\nThat's where I'm at" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called City of Sin with the following description: The opening track to The Game’s final album sees Ed Sheeran welcoming listeners to Los Angeles.\nGame made a post on November 28th, 2019 about how the track came together and gives thanks to Ed Sheeran for his contribution:\nThis is the intro to my new album. The absolute 1st thing you will hear when the album drops. I sat in the studio for hours with “Ed Sheeran” @teddysphotos & gave him history on Los Angeles as well as how I grew up. Told him I had this hook I wrote on the way to the studio & asked if he’d be open to bringing it to life for me. He of course said yes & was more than happy to be apart of this project & I am so appreciative of him for lending his vocals to what I feel is a CLASSIC album. A real friend in & out of music. This short visual is something I wanted to give my fans for the endless love & support you’ve all shown me over the past almost 15 years. I am forever grateful & indebted to you all forever. Thank you to @ncf_co & the entire Never Compromise Films company for giving my album intro some life. Also thank you to my entire team for every small & huge contribution to such an amazing project. I really can’t wait for the world to hear what we’ve created. Album drops at 12 midnite tonite !!!! Again, THANK YOU ALL FOR EVERYTHING Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse: Ed Sheeran]\nWelcome to the city of sin\nLivin' in the city of angels\nAnd you’ll still hear them sing (Oh, oh, oh, oh)\nWelcome to the city of sin\nLivin' in the city of angels\nAnd you'll still hear them sing\nLullabies to the night\nNo, no, no" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Get High Rule the World with the following description: 8th track on Da Drought 3. On this track, Weezy tackles “If I Ruled The World”, which is arguably Nas' most popular song.\nThis track, much like the original, is Wayne dreaming of a Utopian lifestyle. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah\nDrought 3\nHear my chains? Haha\nThat mean I'm balling, bitch!\nHaha\nIf you didn't know\nIf you wasn't informed, or something like that\nThis is \nDa Drought 3\nAnd um... Check this out\n[Verse 1]\nYeah, imagine waking up out your sleep to them pistols blasting\nAnd if the witness is dead, there's no trial\nIf you didn't know then, ho, well, you know now\nAnd I don't mean basketball when I say, \"I don't know y'all\"\nMoney, money, money, money boost my morale\nPlay with my money, money, money: O.K. Corral\nI like a bitch with a apple-bottom like Vokal\nThe top is at my fingertips like I ain't got no nails\nI got blood brothers, bitch; I ain't got no pals\nI make a girl get low, like I ain't got no L's\nI'm a paper-chasing dog, check my toenails\nAnd I never miss a game, no Shaq O'Neal\nMore like Brett Favre,\n \njust like Brett Favre\nI been shot two times; just wipe that off\nBut I thank You for putting me right back, Lord\nAnd to You, Father, I would give my life back for it\nThat knife, that sword; that gun, that war\nMake your so-called \"soldiers\" just run like Gore\nYeah—Frank, that is, from San Francis'\nAnd I got more banana clips than chimpanzees\nTen addresses, and I dresses\nLike I thinks I'm the motherfucking best there is\nAnd I'm about to bubble, and she catch that fizz\nAnd I'm straight from Claiborne, nigga; just ask Liz\nCheck your neck—there ain't a crook like this\nFrom the city where the judge throw the book at kids\nBurner in school, in my bookbag, hid\nTalk stupid at lunch, and we having your ribs\nIf you are not home, then we having your kids\nAnd if you can't come up with half, I'll send you half of your kid\nBack to the balling, extravagant crib\nI'm on the toilet watching \nMartin\n, just laughing and shit\nDon't know why I get high, but I get high\nI get high, like, every single day\nYou do shit that them other women can't\nMary Jane, what is it you done to me? Yeah\nI pop a beat and start rolling\nAnd then, I smoke it like a muh'fucking stogie\nPeep how I wrote it:\nI was rappin to the \"ding-ding-ding-ding...\" Fuck it [Hook]\nGet high, screw the world\nAnd that's that, hahaha\nI need all my funds, yeah\nAll my money, baby, haha\nBlack diamonds and pearls\nBelieve that, hm\nI made \"Bling Bling,\"\n \nand my chest look like a mural\nI'm nuts—just call me \"Squirrel\"\n[Bridge]\nMy fetish is the girls\nBut the women—not the girls\nAct your age, not your shoe size\nMaybe we can do the twirl\nI'll be the Prince of her pearl-tongue\nEarring in her pearl-tongue\nIf she come, let her girl come\nGive her a pill, give her girl one\n[Verse 2]\n\"Party time, excellent\"—yup, \nWayne's World\nCampbell's Soup on the wrist, just call me \"Earl\"\nLil' Marl, don't shoot 'em, you heard?\nI get high, my words slur, I start callin 'em \"Merl'\"\n\"Hey, Merl', light that 'firre'\"\nAnd I know this old, but I'm really \"Hot in Herre\"\nI went with the Phantom, my niggas copping the Spurs\nMy hand's in the pot—I'd rather eat and stir [Hook]\nIt's I against the world\nAnd I'm strapped! Yeah\nI bring all my guns\nShoot mothers, fathers, babies—damn!\nBlack handguns to serve\nWe could see, but we are so blind to the signs\nThey trying to lose the world\n[Bridge]\nAnd we will walk right up with our guns, yup\nHand in hand, yeah\nWe'll march right after the drum\nBut I don't mean no band\n[Outro]\nNigga, \nDrought 3\n!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Millionaire Waltz with the following description: Written by Freddie Mercury, “The Millionaire Waltz” is the fourth song off of Queen’s fifth studio album, A Day at the Races. The song gives off a similar feel to “Love of My Life” (from A Night at the Opera), in that it once again asks a lost love to come back.\nThis recurring theme reinforces the notion that this album is something of a continuation or companion to A Night at the Opera. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n[Verse 1]\nBring out the charge of the love brigade\nThere is spring in the air once again\nDrink to the sound of the song parade\nThere is music and love everywhere\nGive a little love to me (I want it)\nTake a little love from me\nI wanna share it with you\nI feel like a millionaire\n[Verse 2]\nOnce we were mad\nWe were happy, we spent all our days\nHolding hands together\nDo you remember, my love\nHow we danced and played?\nIn the rain, we laid\nHow we wish that we could stay there\nForever and ever\n[Verse 3]\nNow I am sad, you are so far away\nI sit, counting the hours day by day\nCome back to me\nHow I long for your love\nCome back to me\nBe happy like we used to be (Uuh, Uuuuh) [Guitar Solo]\n[Bridge]\nCome back, come back to me!\nCome back, come back to me!\nOh come back to me, oh my love\nHow I long for your love\nWon't you come back to me?\n[Guitar Solo]\n[Bridge]\nMy fine friend\nTake me wiz you Unt love me forever\nMy fine friend, forever (forever)\n[Outro]\nBring out the charge of the love brigade\nThere is spring in the air once again\nDrink to the sound of the song parade\nThere is music and love everywhere\nGive a little love to me (I want it)\nTake a little love from me\nI wanna share it with you\nCome back, come back to me\nYou make me feel You make me feel like a millionaire" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 7969 Santa with the following description: The seemingly random title “7969 Santa” derives from the address of a Hollywood, Los Angeles nightclub and restaurant, Delilah, located on 7969 Santa Monica Boulevard. Drake uses it to subtly confirm the nature of this track, a diss toward his ex-girlfriend Delilah, whom he dated around June of 2023.\nDrake makes it obvious with “7969 Santa” that those feelings are long gone, and that he regrets placing trust in her. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Drake]\nWait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, damn\nDamn, that's how you're dealin' with me, damn\nDamn, that's how you're, that's how you're\nAyy, look, look\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nWho the fuck is that? It's a disguise\nYou ain't who I thought I recognized\nTwenty thousand pound on your rent\nBitch, I coulda spent that on the guys\n[Refrain: Drake & \nChief Keef\n]\nI don't like what you did on them trips\n \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like what you did to your lips\n \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like the tone of your replies \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like the look that's in your eyes \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nBlame this shit on bein' twenty-five\nThat excuse for me just doesn't fly\nZack keep sayin', \"Meet at seven-nine\"\nBut that shit just gon' have you on my mind, yeah\n[Chorus: Drake]\nI just wanna gеt you off of my mind\nI just wanna get you off of my mind\nI just wanna get you off of my mind\nAyy, yeah, damn\nDamn, that's how you'rе dealin' with me, damn\nDamn, that's how you're dealin' with me, damn\nI just wanna get you off of my mind\nI'm seven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six\nSeven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six-nine [Verse 2: Drake]\nAyy\nSince I had some space to myself\nI typed some shit, then I erased what I felt\nThat talk we had the other day didn't help\nBecause you really think you out here movin' stealth\nI met the nigga everybody say you fucked\nAnd I could tell he wasn't actin' like hisself\nGot you out here movin' waste like a belt\nIf it ain't him, then it must be somebody else, damn\n[Refrain: Drake & \nChief Keef\n]\nI don't like what you did on them trips\n \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like what you did to your lips\n \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like you tellin' just one side \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nI don't like the fact you never cry \n(\nShit I don't like\n)\nBlame that shit on bein' twenty-five\nThat excuse for me just doesn't fly\nZack keep sayin', \"Meet at seven-nine\"\nThat shit just gon' have you on my\n[Interlude: Teezo Touchdown]\n(Baby) Dogs will be dogs\n(You know I'm in the streets) Though we may roam\n(But I promise) Leave the door open\nTonight, I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)\nDogs will be dogs (I know you feel me, baby)\nNo leash in sight\nLeave the door open\nI'm comin' home tonight (I mean the dogs)\nAh-ooh, ah-woo\nAh-ooh, ah-woo (I mean the dogs)\nAh-ooh (Yeah) [Outro: Snoop Dogg]\nThat's that new Teezo Touchdown, straight\nFor all the dogs that's drivin' around in \nBeaumont\n lookin' for some \ncat\nAll you pitbulls should know by now that hundreds in a roll look like tuna in a bowl (Tuna)\nThis is Curtis Cut-A-Bitch-Off\nAnd you're listenin' to \nBARK Radio, live from Chapel Hill\nWhere the South was won, whatever that means\nWe got some new Drake and SZA comin' up\nAnd we gon' be givin' away some Drake tickets as well\nYou know he comin' to the H-Town to tear the roof off that motherfucker\nThis is BARK Radio" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Quarter Past Three with the following description: Hot song off Jae Millz' latest mixtape “All Praises Due” featuring his boss, Lil Wayne. The two have collaborated on multiple tracks such as “Dick Pleaser” off Dedication 3.\nIn this song, Wayne and Jae Millz are both rap about getting freaky late at night with their girls, as they boast about their sexual prowess.\nThis song samples the song “Quarter Past Three” by Donell Jones Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Jae Millz]\nJust like Treach, and Vinnie by nature I'm naughty baby\nTurn down for what? It's time for the afterparty baby\nIt's a quarter past three, so what we doing baby?\nShake ya homegirls, it's time to lose em baby\nPorsche Carerra, top down, we cruising baby\nGot that Donell Jones playin', yeah we groovy baby\nMe and yo man, don't compare so don't confuse me baby\nHe the trailer, and I'm the actual movie baby\nAnd I can't even front, I ain't gon' lie\nDon't judge me girl, but I'm gon 'try\nAnd after all of this champagne, you probably taste like warm pie\nYou probably go to sleep stressed out\nYou probably really get stretched out\nAnd I ain't talkin bout ya next [?]\nFrom the shower as soon as you step out\nNever been a minuteman, nor a one rounder\nEvery stroke I'm aimin' deep, and tryna make ya scream louder\nBeat it up, knock that pussy out the park, you know I'm bout that\nI ain't tryna play no games, I'm tryna fuck the soul out you, what's up\n[Chorus: Donell Jones]\nIt's a quarter past three\nGirl, what's it gonna be\nShorty got her eyes on me\nWe've been talking since two\nGirl, what you gonna do\nTell 'em that you're riding with me [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nUgh, What you know about that breakfast in bed?\nNothing, cause we always eating each other instead\nOh Lord, we can't even see each other and chill\nNo Lord, we met each other in LIV\nI wanted to fuck her in LIV, I wanted to fuck her and live\nI wanted to love what she feel until she say fuck it, it's his\nI want to start up from her heels and make my way up to her ears\nUnbutton brassier\nShe look at this fuck from the rear\nI put her hands up on the mirror\nThey smudge and they smear\nWhen we makin' love it's sincere\nWhen we makin love it's a [\n???\n]\nWhen we makin love it's surreal\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nShe scream oh yeah, oh yeah\nThe freaky type for real\nShe treat me like four wheels\nShe keep it tight and sealed\nShe get this pipe, this drill\nShe feed \nme lies who knows\nLord I just love the meal\nAnd I just checked my watch, she said \"don't check yo watch\"\nBut it's so late, my girl ain't dumb, she gon' connect the dots\nFuck it, we flee the scene, and I [?]\nI get deep between, and then she sleep and dream\nGone [Chorus: Donell Jones]\nIt's a quarter past three\nGirl, what's it gonna be\nShorty got her eyes on me\nWe've been talking since two\nGirl, what you gonna do\nTell 'em that you're riding with me\n[Verse 3: Jae Millz]\nAss so fat, there's no way around that\nYou gotta slim waist, you gotta round back\nI gotta few pills, I gotta loud pack\nIm tryna hit it hard, and watch it bounce back\nAgainst the wall, or where the couch at\nOr in the bedroom, or where the shower at\nOr even sky high on the balcony I'm all about that, don't doubt that\nAin't too many things that we could do at this hour\nThat's why I'm tryna get you to take something off like a voucher\nBeat it up, knock that pussy out, shout out to Ronda Rousey\nI ain't tryna play no games, I'm tryna fuck the soul out you, what's up\n[Chorus: Donell Jones]\nIt's a quarter past three\nGirl, what's it gonna be\nShorty got her eyes on me\nWe've been talking since two\nGirl, what'cha gonna do\nTell 'em that you're riding with me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Fifteen with the following description: In “Fifteen,” Taylor looks back at her freshman year at Hendersonville High. Taylor wrote the song about her best friend, Abigail Anderson, who she met during ninth grade and is still best friends with. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nYou take a deep breath and you walk through the doors\nIt's the mornin' of your very first day\nYou say \"hi\" to your friends you ain't seen in a while\nTry and stay out of everybody's way\nIt's your freshman year and you're gonna be here\nFor the next four years in this town\nHopin' one of those senior boys will wink at you and say\n\"You know, I haven't seen you around before\"\n[Chorus]\n'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you\nYou're gonna believe them\nAnd when you're fifteen, feelin' like there's nothin' to figure out\nWell, count to ten, take it in\nThis is life before you know who you're gonna be\nFifteen\n[Verse 2]\nYou sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail\nAnd soon enough, you're best friends\nLaughin' at the other girls who think they're so cool\nWe'll be outta here as soon as we can\nAnd then, you're on your very first date and he's got a car\nAnd you're feelin' like flyin'\nAnd your mama's waitin' up and you're thinkin' he's the one\nAnd you're dancin' 'round your room when the night ends\nWhen the night ends [Chorus]\n'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you\nYou're gonna believe them\nAnd when you're fifteen and your first kiss\nMakes your head spin 'round\nBut in your life, you'll do things greater than\nDating the boy on the football team\nBut I didn't know it at fifteen\n[Bridge]\nWhen all you wanted was to be wanted\nWish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now\nBack then, I swore I was gonna marry him someday\nBut I realized some bigger dreams of mine\nAnd Abigail gave everything she had\nTo a boy who changed his mind\nAnd we both cried\n[Chorus]\n'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you\nYou're gonna believe them\nAnd when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall\nI've found time can heal most anything\nAnd you just might find who you're supposed to be\nI didn't know who I was supposed to be\nAt fifteen [Post-Chorus]\nLa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la\nLa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la\nLa-la-la, la-la-la\n[Outro]\nYour very first day\nTake a deep breath, girl\nTake a deep breath as you walk through the doors" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Mirrors (Thuggin) with the following description: On “Mirros (Thuggin),” UK music band Lotus enlists the help of Kendrick Lamar and Glasses Malone for an uplifting anthem. The artists reflect on the world around them and introspectively look at themselves, coming to a conclusion that they need to be the change that they want to see. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]\nSometimes, I look in the mirror\nAnd ask myself, what I'm scared of\nHow dare the media portray me this way? I can hear the\nCrowds screaming the weirdest of chants\nThey all in my era or that's an error\nRole model, I can't, it's like I'm a parrot\nApparently, I'm marking the dance\nI seen done with the devil such a ghetto romance\n[Verse 2: Lotus]\nHere I go questioning everything I do, yeah\nThen I found you, would this be cool?\nShould I give up? Should I be through?\nThoughts keep running through my head\n[Pre-Chorus: Lotus]\nBut something inside of me is making me believe\nThat I can do anything, do anything, yeah\n[Chorus: Lotus]\nWhen I look-when I look in the mirror\nI see the hero inside of me\nAnd I feel no fear, no fear, no fear\nI'm flying the way I'm supposed to be [Post-Chorus: Lotus]\nLooking for a feast but we can find out\nAnd I can see my reflection when I look in the mirror (Look in the mirror)\nLooking for me, what do you see?\nWhat do you see?\n[Bridge: Glasses Malone]\nTake your shit, that's what I won't do (Won't do)\nOut here doing what I want to (Want to)\nYou do what you can't\nThat's the difference, I'm a motherfucking man (I'm a man)\nWell indite, I won't take that\nOut here doing what I want to (Want to)\nYou do what you can (Can)\nThat's the difference, I'm a motherfucking man (I'm a man)\n[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]\nTime and time again, I find myself\nInside the cerebellum of several felons\nOrion's Belt couldn't live in my world\nI seen tigers, lions let loose and spooked\nI'm next door to Earl\nI guess I rely on Jesus to save us\nBefore our referral to man as my neighbors\nWitness ski masks, the masses don't know\nI'm packing this four and harassing your ho [Verse 4: Lotus]\nNow, I'm done searching for answers\nThinking of medicine I need to know\nWhen it's over, will I know?\nShould I hold on? Should I let go?\nSometimes it's better off unsaid\n[Pre-Chorus: Lotus]\nBut something inside of me is making me believe\nThat I can do anything, do anything, yeah\n[Chorus: Lotus]\nWhen I look-when I look in the mirror\nI see the hero inside of me\nAnd I feel no fear, no fear, no fear\nI'm flying the way I'm supposed to be\n[Post-Chorus: Lotus]\nLooking for a feast but we can find out\nAnd I can see my reflection when I look in the mirror (Look in the mirror)\nLooking for me, what do you see?\nWhat do you see?\n[Outro: Lotus]\nWhen I look-when I look in the mirror\nI see the hero inside of me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called My Life with the following description: “My Life” is a song by 50 Cent, Eminem and Adam Levine. The whole song is produced by S1 as known as Symbolyc One.\nIn this song, 50 Cent disses former members of G-Unit, Game and Young Buck, saying they don’t make hits because he isn’t writing songs for them.\nFurthermore, 50 and Em discussed the meaning behind the song backstage at the video shoot with MTV.\nIt peaked number 27 at Billboard 300 and was available to download at iTunes on November 26, 2012. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Adam Levine]\nMy, yeah, yeah, mmm\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion, like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try, yeah\n[Verse 1: 50 Cent]\nYeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\nMan, their emotions change, so I can never trust a bitch\nI tried to help niggas get on, they turned around and spit\nRight in my face, so Game and Buck both can suck a dick\nNow when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n‘Cause I'm not writin' anymore, they not makin' hits\nI'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\nIf money's evil, look at all the evil I done earned\nI'm doin' what I'm supposed to\nI'm a writer, I'm a fighter, entrepreneur\nFresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver—what's it to ya?\nThe track I lace it, it's better than basic\nThis is my recovery, my comeback, kid [Chorus: Adam Levine]\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion, like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try, yeah\n[Verse 2: Eminem & \n50 Cent\n]\nWhile you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid gettin' your buzz heavy\nI was in the fuckin' shed, sharpenin' my machete\nSippin' on some of that revenge juice, gettin' my taste buds ready\nTo wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even?\nI think you fuckin' meatballs keep on just forgettin'\nThought he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the beginnin'\nHe's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who he's offendin'! (\nYeah!\n)\nHe'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches plugged in the\nMotherfuckin' wall with 3000 volts of electricity\nNow take the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\nOne of your eye sockets 'cause I thought you might finally fuckin' see\nThat'll teach you to go voicin' your cocksuckin' opinion to me\nI done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit, fuck lettin'\nUp! You’re gonna end up regrettin' you ever betted against me\nFeels like I'ma snap any minute\nYeah, it's happenin' again\nAnd I'm thinkin' about just sayin', \"Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch but 50!\"\n‘Cause this is all I know\nThis is why so hard I go\nI swear to God I put my heart and soul\nIn this more than anybody knows\nI'm trapped, so all I do is rap\nBut every time I rap I'm more trapped\nAnd I rap myself right to this bubble\nOh I guess it's bubble wrap (Haha)\nIt's like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis\nChrist, how was I supposed to know shit would turn up like it did?\nFeels like I'm goin' psycho again (Ch, ch, ch, ch)\nAnd I might just blow my lid\nShit, I almost wish that I would have never made \nRecovery\n, kid\n‘Cause I'm runnin' in circles with— [Chorus: Adam Levine]\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion, like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try, yeah\n[Verse 3: 50 Cent]\nI haven't been this fuckin' confused since I was a kid\nSold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\nMaybe this is for me, maybe\nMaybe I'm supposed to go crazy\nMaybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\nPsycho killer, Michael Myers\nI'm on fire like a lighter\nTry to say this ain't classic, get yo' ass kicked mad quick\nWrap your head up in plastic\nPussy, now pick the casket\nDirt nap with the maggots, it's tragic\nIt's sad, it's never gonna end\nNow we number one again\nWith that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\nAccept it, respect it, this a gift God-given\nLike the air in the lungs of every fuckin' thing livin' [Chorus: Adam Levine]\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion, like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Samer Versace Remix with the following description: Samer Khalil drops his first song, a remix to Migos and Drake`s Hit Song, Versace.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nUh, Versace remix you already know, whats good\n[Verse: Samer Khalil]\nLeaving my past behind, future aside, present alive\nUh, rolling with my caravan, no frenchies no comment ca va\nPushin`niggas off the top, too much pot, I should open up a shop\nRocking Louis jeans, belt Armani and Versace top\nSmoking on that green, making that green all with the team\nHustling streets, they keeping it quiet like they ain't seen no fucking thing\nWe all toking up, been thinking plots and just chasing dreams\nKeeping it real, everyday blowing offs of steam\nPulling up with rings, rolling up like kings\nComing up like a storm hit, haters hate cause we porsching\nIn the studio recording, doing it like it's important\nVersace game we join it, top of the game we force it\nVersace everything, believe in it like Peter Pan\nSome things you just can't stand, cause it ain't planned and you late fam\nThey get reeled in, with no bands and they buy grams and they proud of them\nHow you stand your ground when you've got no ground to stand?\nWhat's a peasant to a king\nYou don't get this, mother fucking Versace on his hit list\nForeign cars fast as fuck you probably missed us\nCemetery grave cause you diss us\nBetter think twice, if you want your life\nWhen we roll up to your crib you, think through your rights\nThink money think long, keep the future bright\nIf you're smart about your game, you'd stay out of sight\nGot love for this like Aphrodite\nThink money think long, keep the future bright, and get at me [Hook: Quavo]\nVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace\nVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace\nVersace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace\nVersace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Clumsy with the following description: “Clumsy” is the second promotional single from Spears' ninth studio album Glory. The track was released on August 10, 2016 as a single download for those who pre-ordered the album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nClumsy\nBut I love how you go down\nHead first and style it out\nAgain and again\nClumsy\nI keep on bumping into you\nBangin' all over this bedroom\nAgain and again\n[Pre-Chorus]\nCall me a fool, call me insane\nBut don’t call it a day\nCloser to you, closer to pain\nIt's better than far away\nWhoa\n[Chorus]\nWhoa, oh-oh (Oh oh)\nOh-oh-oh (ohhh)\nWhoa, oh-oh (Oh oh)\nOh-oh-oh\nOops!\n[Instrumental Breakdown] [Post-Chorus]\nHey, clumsy\nHey, clumsy\nWhoa\nWhoa\n[Verse 2]\nClumsy\n'Cuz I be slipping out this dress\nFooling around and then we smash\nAgain and again (Come here, baby)\nClumsy\nNever told a soul about what we've done\nYou let it roll right off your tongue\nAgain and again\n[Pre-Chorus]\nCall me a fool, call me insane\nBut don’t call it a day\nCloser to you, closer to pain\nIt's better than far away\nWhoa\n[Chorus]\nWhoa, oh-oh (Oh oh)\nOh-oh-oh (Ohh)\nWhoa, oh-oh (Oh oh)\nOh-oh-oh\nOops! [Instrumental Breakdown]\n[Post-Chorus]\nHey, clumsy\nHey, clumsy\nWhoa\nWhoa\n[Bridge]\nClumsy\nBangin' all over this bedroom\nC-clumsy, c-clumsy\nBangin' all over this bedroom\nC-clumsy, c-clumsy\nBangin' all over this bedroom\nBangin' all over this bedroom\nAgain and again and again and again and again and again and-\n[Pre-Chorus]\nCall me a fool, call me insane\nBut don’t call it a day\nCloser to you, closer to pain\nIt's better than far away\nWhoa\n[Chorus]\nWhoa, oh-oh (Oh oh)\nOh-oh-oh (Ohh)\nWhoa, oh-oh (Oh oh)\nOh-oh-oh\nOops! [Instrumental Breakdown]\n[Post-Chorus]\nHey, clumsy\nHey, clumsy\nWhoa\nWhoa" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Marsh with the following description: On “Marsh,” Eminem compares himself to aliens and uses the hyperbole of being a martian to express that he’s figuratively out of this world. Em further backs up his claim by rapping three witty verses to prove his point.\nAlthough mentioning that he has no interest in beefing with any more artists, Em does take the opportunity to imitate modern-day rappers, especially Travis Scott, by using auto-tuned ad-libs in the chorus, including Scott’s signature “It’s Lit!” ad-lib. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nMy name is Marsh and this world, I'm out of it (Out of it)\n'Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I'm starting to sound like ALF a bit\nHa, I kill me,\n \nthis medicine's counterfeit\nI was mislead by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nChecked in at the Royal Garden\nTo chill and avoid my problems\nUntil paranoia caused me\nTo feel like I'm going bonkers\nFor real, think my toilet's talkin'\nI spilled like, like forty bottles\nOf pills, think your boy is startin'\nTo feel like a spoiled carton of milk\n'Cause it just occurred\nMy girl's cheatin', I'm kickin' that fucking bitch to the curb\nBut the word \"fucking\" ain't meant to be a descriptive word\nThe type of bitch she is, ain't no adjective, it's a verb\nHo thinks her snatch is magical\nBut that's how she attracts men, though\nTraps 'em and attack similar to an actual arachnid\nOr a vaginal tarantula or black widow\nIn fact, it'll be nothin' to throw that lil' bitch with a capital B out the back window\nOf the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo\nWhen I'm strapped, when I spit rapid, like a ratchet\nA halfwit, \nI'll aim at, then I'll\nBeen fire bitch, I can outrap Reynolds\nA pad and pen'll be great, but a napkin'll do\nReturn of the whack sicko\nHead spinnin' like Invisibl Skratch Piklz\nYeah, Shady's back, see the bat signal\nIt's time to go bat shit, like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger and crapped it\nI'd like to introduce myself\nHi there, bitch... [Chorus]\nMy name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)\nS on my chest (Superman) like it's plural\n (It's lit)\nCall me extra, extraterrestrial\nExtra, extra, extraterrestrial (Skrrt, yeah)\n[Verse 2]\nI could keep beefin', fuck is the point?\nI could make it really difficult for motherfuckers to come to Detroit\nIf you're still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L\nI'd rather just see you in Hell, but I should get Puff on the joint (Diddy)\nWait, run it back, I said give you an L, inhale\nPuff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid\nUsed to get jumped for my ProWings\nWhen I was growing up they said a Slinky's a wonderful toy\nMy mother thought I was such a fun little boy\n\"Oh, what a bundle of joy\"\nUntil the morning she suffered a punch in the groin\nFrom a tantrum I was throwing\nLike a motherfuckin' disgruntled employee\nI don't cut the beat 'til I fuckin' destroy it\nOnce I get going, rain, thunder, it's storming\nPuddles are forming,\n I hear somebody's voice\nIn my head, say it's still a dream\nThen he said kill emcees\nTrippie Redd, with pills and lean\nSipping meds in the limousine\nGetting head, guillotine [Chorus]\nMy name’s Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)\nS on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)\nCall me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah)\nExtra, extra, extraterrestrial\n[Verse 3]\nYeah\nSo all of y'all can just suck a penis (Suck a penis)\nI'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite)\nEat you pussies like cunnilingus (Like cunnilingus)\nThere ain't no stoppin' it (There ain't no stoppin' it)\nThey say I'm such a genius (They say I'm such a genius)\nWhen that \nKamikaze\n hit (When that \nKamikaze\n hit)\nNow they call me \"butterfingers\" (They call me \"butterfingers\")\n'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit)\nYou wanna butt heads? Shut up, Beavis, haha\nI got your bitch with her butt out\nI'm hittin' a lick 'cause she stickin' her tongue out (Bitch)\nYou got no hitters, you might be pitchin' a shut out\nShe 'bout to give up the dugout (Yeah)\nI should just live in a nuthouse\nRight now, I live in an igloo (Yeah)\nAnd I'm not chillin' the fuck out\nTreat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and\nPlus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man\nI'm a stan of Redman, X-Clan and I'm a Treach fan\nBut I look up to myself (Yeah)\nLike a fucking headstand (Yeah)\nSo why, w-w-w-why else would I call myself an alien?\nHow could I hit a dry spell? (Yeah), I'm named after the wetlands [Chorus]\nI'm Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world)\nS on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)\nCall me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah)\nMy name is Marsh and, my name is, my name is\nMy name is Marsh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called ​untitled with the following description: Logic closes Bobby Tarantino III with “untitled,” but the track is really just a rebrand of his loose single “Live from the Country” that was posted on YouTube on June 21, 2021.\nThe track and its accompanying music video show Logic and his team playing this song in-person after they created it in one night. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah\nYeah, just keep it going, man\nYou good (Here we go)\nWe all going to come in together like this, here we go\n[Verse]\nAyy, yo\nRapping just to rap, what the fuck happened to that?\nMainstream took a hold of my soul, but I made it back\nBringin' it back to the roots on some Dat's Dat\nI've rhymed for the love of it, this right here is my covenant\nSince I was a youngin' eatin' cheese from the government\nCome on now, no matter where you at up in the world we on now\nMe and my dogs do it different, yеah, that's on the pound\nIf you want to know what we on right now listen to thе sound\nUh, listen to the sound\nI said I've paid my dues and stayed cool since grade school\nYeah, you know we bringin' that heat like AU\nBack in the day in G'Burg I was wonderin' wagwan\nTryna make it out I was a fish in a small pond\nMy word is bond, we had somethin' going on\nI played all the parties and sang the \nla-di-da-dis\nI've picked up the mic and serenaded the hotties\nI drove the Impalas with cats that's had bodies\nI hit the studio, you know I left the track bodied\nI do this shit right here for me, myself, and nobody\nMe and my family rollin' deep like Gotti\nWord to John, oh, you know we got it going on\nI'm a silver tongue motherfucker, but it never gone\nIt goes on and on and on and on and on\nIn the studio 'til like five in the mornin'\nRappin 'til the sun comes up and it's the dawn\nWhile my homies smokin' more grass than acres on my lawn\nPut on your good clothes, it's showtime at the Apollo\nShut the fuck up and get to the point like a hollow\nI need the microphone like thirsty bitches need the follow\nI get the pussy wetter than mahalo-halo, ho!\nAw yeah, you know I'm going beast mode\nThese other rappers kiddin' themselves, in vitro\nIt's no contest, steppin' to me it's time to rest\nI'm beyond blessed, greatest MC put it to rest for a year" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Perro Fiel with the following description: The sixth song and third single from Shakira’s eleventh album El Dorado, “Perro Fiel” describes the singer doubt on falling in love with someone who promises to be with her unconditionally as long as she gives him an answer as soon as possible. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Letra de \"Perro Fiel\" ft. Nicky Jam]\n[Verso 1: Shakira & \nNicky Jam\n]\nAquí estás\nYa no puedes detenerte\n¿Dónde vas?\n Si estoy loco por tenerte\nCómo lo iba a saber\nQue te vería otra vez\n[Coro: Shakira & \nNicky Jam\n]\nTú me confundes, no sé qué hacer\nYo lo que quiero es pasarla bien\nYo tengo miedo de que me guste\nY que vaya a enloquecer\nSi eso pasa yo seguiré\nContigo aquí como un perro fiel\nYo tengo miedo de que me guste\nY que vaya a enloquecer\n[Verso 2: Shakira & \nNicky Jam\n]\nTe hablo en serio mai, no estoy jugando\nTanto tiempo pasa y nada\nEstas ganas no me aguanto\nY aunque tú me esquives, yo te sigo deseando\nDicen que tú eres peligrosa\nNo le hago caso a esas cosas\nDime qué está pasando\nMe tienes como un loco, soy un loco enamorado, eh\nQuiero saber cuánto me vas a insistir\nY hasta dónde llegarías por mí\nSiento mucho la espera\nPero valdrá la pena cuando te esté besando\nDe la manera que te mueves así\nYo te lo juro me voy a derretir\nTú sabes que soy buena\nPor más que yo te esquive me sigues deseando [Coro: Shakira & \nNicky Jam\n]\nTú me confundes, no sé qué hacer\nYo lo que quiero es pasarla bien\nYo tengo miedo de que me guste\nY que vaya a enloquecer\nSi eso pasa yo seguiré\nContigo aquí como un perro fiel\nYo tengo miedo de que me guste\nY que vaya a enloquecer\n[Puente: Shakira]\nEnloque-que-quecer\nYo no pido nada extraordinario\nSolo un hombre de verdad\nQue se tire por mí al barro\nQue cambie las bombillas y hasta que me lave el carro\nQuiero un tipo atento y cariñoso\nPero que no sea muy celoso\nQue en la calle sea un príncipe\nPero que en mi cama sea salvaje y peligroso\n[Verso 3: Shakira & \nNicky Jam\n]\nPuedes pedir lo que quieras de mí\nYo haría lo que fuera para ti\nSiento mucho la espera\nPero valdrá la pena cuando te esté besando\nYo estoy seguro que estoy hecho pa' ti\nYo te lo juro no te haré sufrir\nComo te dije nena\nPor más que tú me esquives, te sigo deseando [Coro: Shakira & \nNicky Jam\n]\nTú me confundes, no sé qué hacer\nYo lo que quiero es pasarla bien\nYo tengo miedo de que me guste\nY que vaya a enloquecer\nSi eso pasa yo seguiré\nContigo aquí como un perro fiel\nYo tengo miedo de que me guste\nY que vaya a enloquecer\n[Puente: Shakira & \nNicky Jam\n]\nEnloque-que-quecer\nAquí estás\nYa no puedes detenerte\n¿Dónde vas? (¡Oh!)\nSi estoy loco por tenerte" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Choose Your Battles with the following description: Last bonus track on Prism reflecting on her marriage with comedian Russell Brand. Katy is talking about someone turning on her, even though they’re in this together, and they both want this to succeed, but he is fighting a war against her. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nYou are my hurt locker lover\nKeep me walking on a wire\nDon't know when you'll blow\nSo I tiptoe through your triggered mind\nYou fight me, but I'm on your side\nDefeated, now retreating\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhy you tryna make me your enemy?\nAll we really need is a little peace\nI just wanna be your lover\nOh, this is not a competition\nSo baby, why the ammunition?\nI don't wanna be the last one standing\n[Chorus]\nChoose your battles, babe\nThen you'll win the war\nStop digging your own grave\nWhen there's so much to live for\nChoose your battles, babe\n'Cause I'm not fighting anymore\nI am not fighting anymore\n[Verse 2]\nI've tried to pick off your red flags\nWhile dancing on broken glass\nYour mind games hit like grenades\nFeel cursed, just like the Kennedys\nBut you somehow get me on my knees\nDefeated, now retreating [Pre-Chorus]\nWhy you tryna make me your enemy?\nAll we really need is a little peace\nI just wanna be your lover\nOh, this is not a competition\nSo baby, why the ammunition?\nI don't wanna be the last one standing\n[Chorus]\nChoose your battles, babe\nThen you'll win the war\nStop digging your own grave\nWhen there's so much to live for\nChoose your battles, babe\n'Cause I'm not fighting anymore\nNo, I am not fighting anymore\n[Bridge]\nIf you wanna go, then go\nIf you wanna stay, then stay\n'Cause I don't wanna fight no more, baby, baby\nI am not fighting anymore\nIf you wanna go, then go\nIf you wanna stay, then stay\nI don't wanna fight no more, anyway, anyway\nI am not fighting anymore [Chorus]\n(If you wanna go, then go) Choose your battles, babe\n(If you wanna stay, then stay) Then you'll win the war\n('Cause I don't wanna fight no more) Stop digging your own grave\n(Baby, baby) When there's so much to live for\n(If you wanna go, then go) Choose your battles, babe\n(If you wanna stay, then stay) 'Cause I'm not fighting anymore\n(I don't wanna fight no more, anyway, anyway)\nI am not fighting anymore\n[Outro]\nIf you wanna go, then go\nIf you wanna stay, then stay\n'Cause I don't wanna fight no more, baby, baby\nI am not fighting anymore\nIf you wanna go, then go" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called #SELFIE with the following description: “#Selfie” is a tongue-in-cheek, spoken-word dance-floor tune giving the peek into the night of a girl who likes selfies. With references to “Summertime Sadness” and Instagram, it’s likely to have a prominent fifteen minutes of fame.\nThe Oxford English Dictionary recently named “selfie” its 2013 Word of the Year, defined thus:\n\nselfie noun, informal\n(also selfy; plural selfies)\na photograph that one has taken of oneself, typically one taken with a smartphone or webcam and uploaded to a social media website\n\nOxford researchers even traced the first instance of the word to an Australian social media forum in 2002… how academic!\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWhen Jason was at the table\nI kept on seeing him look at me when he was with that other girl\nDo you think he was just doing that to make me jealous?\nBecause, he was totally texting me all night last night\nAnd I don't know if it's a booty call or not\nSo... like what do you think?\nDid you think that girl was pretty?\nHow did that girl even get in here?\nDid you see her?\nShe's so short, and that dress is so tacky\nWho wears Cheetah?\nIt's not even summer, why does the DJ keep on playing \"Summertime Sadness\"?\nAfter we go to the bathroom, can we go smoke a cigarette? I really need one\nBut first, let me take a selfie\n[Drop 1]\nLet me take a selfie\n[Verse 2]\nCan you guys help me pick a filter?\nI don't know if I should go with XX Pro or Valencia\nI wanna look tan\nWhat should my caption be? I want it to be clever\nHow about \"Living with my bitches, #LIVE\"?\nI only got ten likes in the last five minutes\nDo you think I should take it down?\nLet me take another selfie [Drop 2]\nSelfie, selfie\n, let me take a selfie\n[Verse 3]\nWait, pause, Jason just liked my selfie\nWhat a creep!\nIs that guy sleeping over there?\nYeah, the one next to the girl with no shoes on\nThat's so ratchet\nThat girl is such a fake model\nShe definitely bought all her Instagram followers\nWho goes out on Mondays?\nOkay, let's go take some shots\nOh no, ugh, I feel like I'm gonna throw up\nOh wait, never mind, I'm fine\nLet's go dance\nThere's no vodka at this table\nDo you know anyone else here?\nOh my God, Jason just texted me\nShould I go home with him?\nI guess I took a good selfie\nSelfie, selfie, selfie, selfie, selfie, selfie, selfie, selfie\nSel-, sel-, sel-, sel-, sel-, sel-, sel-, sel-\n[Drop 3]\nLet me take a selfie\nLet me take a selfie\nLet me take a selfie" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Don’t Stop (Funkin’ 4 Jamaica) with the following description: \n“Don’t Stop (Funkin' 4 Jamaica)” peaked at #23 on Billboard’s Bubbling Under Hot 100 Singles chart and #42 on Billboard’s R&B chart.\nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GFRlsah7eEk\nThe song samples Tom Browne’s song “Funkin' for Jamaica (N.Y.).”\nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBWHTVMnut4 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Mystikal]\nWoo woo, ugh hey; do the thing!\n[DJ Clue] Uh oh! Uh oh!\n[Mystikal] Watch yourself, get on the floor, move your feet\n[DJ Clue] Woo eee\n[Verse 1: Mystikal]\nThere ain't nothing you can do with the man\nExcept for shake your ass and clap your hands\nAnd bob your head and move your feet\nI ain't the type of rapper just to ride a beat\nI set the track on fire\nI take the roof, the house and let the air out your tires\nIt's the funk in here\nLet Mystikal move you and Mariah sing\n[Hook: Mariah Carey & (Mystikal)]\nDon't stop baby (Shake your ass)\nIt's ecstasy (Watch yourself)\nTurn me up a little higher\nBaby, light my fire\nTell me every little thing you wanna do (Do that thing)\nBaby, I'm into you (Get on the floor)\nDon't stop, baby (Shake your ass)\nIt's ecstasy (Oh, shake the whole building)\nTurn me up a little higher (Sing it)\nBaby, light my fire\nTell me every little thing you wanna do\nI just wanna love you (Uh, bob your head and move your feet) [Verse 2: Mystikal]\nHeads up, look out it's 'bout to go down\nAnd what they didn't know about me then, I bet they know now\nI'm 'bout to prove my fame\nSo just get out the way and let me do the thing\nIt's on tonight\nI'm known to be more funky than the garbage truck\nSucker, you can't stop a train\nYou ain't got no umbrella, so get your ass out the rain\nYou ain't louder than this\nI'm like a bowl of gumbo, you ain't hotter than this\nI'm what they play in the club\nI keep them moving till I leave, that's what your paying me for\nYou already know what I do\nSo have my money and my munchies and my cigar too\nI'm known for bringing the heat\nAin't nobody cutting up but MC and MC-T\n[Hook: Mariah Carey & (Mystikal)]\nDon't stop, baby (Shake your ass)\nIt's ecstasy (Watch yourself)\nTurn me up a little higher\nBaby, light my fire\nTell me every little thing you wanna do (Do the thing)\nBaby, I'm into you (Get on the floor)\nDon't stop, baby (Shake your ass)\nIt's ecstasy (Oh, shake the whole building)\nTurn me up a little higher (Sing it)\nBaby, light my fire\nTell me every little thing you wanna do\nI just wanna love you [Verse 3: Mystikal]\nGo head and do a party\nMix that with that dark, but don't waste that on my Jordans\nKeep laughing till your mouth tired\nGo ahead and light something up, but take that cigarette outside\nGet on the floor\nIt's another number one debut for sure\nNow say it ain't real\nAnd if I ain't a fool, why you can't keep still? Sing\n[Verse 4: Mariah Carey & (Mystikal)]\nI'm feeling\nAnd I gotta get in the beat (Fo' show)\nJamaican funk, that's what it was (Feel)\nOoh, let it get into you (Watch yourself)\n[Hook: Mariah Carey & (Mystikal)]\nDon't stop, baby (Clap your hands)\nIt's ecstasy (Get on the floor)\nTurn me up a little higher\nBaby, light my fire\nTell me every little thing you wanna do\nBaby, I'm into you (It's on tonight)\nDon't stop baby (Shake your ass)\nIt's ecstasy (Watch yourself)\nTurn me up a little higher\nBaby, light my fire\nTell me every little thing you wanna do\nI just wanna love you (Get on the floor)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Naw For Real with the following description: This is the tenth song off Migos' mixtape, Rich Nigga Timeline. Produced by Zaytoven\nThis track is about things that happened in Migos’s life. Naw Forreal, they really happened. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Quavo]\nYour bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal)\nDon't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal)\nCan't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal)\nWhen you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal)\nTake a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal)\nWhen you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal)\nMy family need me (Naw forreal, forreal)\nMy squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal)\n[Verse 1: Quavo]\nGet this bitch ass nigga off of from 'round me, Naw forreal\nI had the plug with the molly and the xans in a marijuana field\nWant to live the Migo life? It's hard to live\nWant to walk in my shoes? That is hard to fill\nNaw forreal, man you know that we made a mil'\nIndependent, I cease and desist your deal\nYou niggas trippin' cause you out of business\nAnd we came in the game so fast, we're professionals\nStarted doin' shows at Mansion and Obsessions\nYou seen it, everybody know, they witnessed\nNaw forreal, R.I.P. my nigga Pistol P\nI know he send a nigga down blessings\nNow I wanna walk around on the north\nNigga gotta keep the mac chicken [Chorus: Quavo]\nYour bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal)\nDon't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal)\nCan't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal)\nWhen you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal)\nTake a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal)\nWhen you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal)\nMy family need me (Naw forreal, forreal)\nMy squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal)\n[Verse 2: Offset]\nOffset!\nNaw forreal, really had to sit down and do some time\nNaw forreal, young rich nigga got rich off of a halftime\nThe block be beatin' like Alpine, nah forreal, 200 for the Act line\nStand at the stove, whip a slab, that's a cookie slab\nPolice tried to get me for a gang, I had an alibi\nNah, fuck niggas you a lie\nRel hit a jug Willie Mac found a nine\nForreal we were hot boys\nPut the gun up in your mouth just like a Altoids\nChopper start snappin', gotta be a damn poet\nWe ain't holdin' no lean, go ahead and pour it\nSkinny tires on the rari' lookin' bow legged\nI'm a bachelor, I live in a mansion that's gated\n44 to say bow! [Chorus: Quavo]\nYour bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal)\nDon't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal)\nCan't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal)\nWhen you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal)\nTake a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal)\nWhen you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal)\nMy family need me (Naw forreal, forreal)\nMy squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal)\n[Verse 3: Takeoff]\nNaw forreal, pints double sealed\nAnd the OG gas bag come vacuum sealed\nRemember kickin' in your door takin' flats\nAnd the door stickin' out at my grandma crib\nTrap on the block whether rain, sleet, or snow\nYoung nigga tryna make a dope deal\nThey askin' me questions like Dr. Phil\nGot excited when I seen a half a mil'\nI was prayin' just to get a record deal\nNow we independent, worth a couple M's\nCame a long way from bustin' out sticks and stems\nIt's a lot of shit that I regret I did\nCan't let negativity get to me\nI take a private jet to Sicily\nSo you the grinch who stole Christmas\nI got the OG gas bag Christmas tree [Chorus: Quavo]\nYour bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal)\nDon't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal)\nCan't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal)\nWhen you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal)\nTake a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal)\nWhen you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal)\nMy family need me (Naw forreal, forreal)\nMy squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Love to Lose with the following description: Fed up with questions about why her relationship went sour, Tay sets the record straight and lets questioners know what it was really like. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nCome on, gather 'round, I'm gonna tell you how the fire went out\nSorry for the inconvenience, I didn't mean to let you down\nWe were supposed to be forever but it's too bad you didn't see that to me\nYou were the perfect view of misery\n[Chorus]\nI never talked about the tears I cried\nAll the sleepless nights or the endless fights\nI never talked about the \ndays he called\nThere was something wrong, it was all my fault\nI had it all, what a shame, what a fall now\nBut in case you haven't heard the news\nThere wasn't much love to lose\n[Verse 2]\nLet's talk about that golden boy that I met on a winter night\nHow was I supposed to know that he was just as cold inside?\nHe smiled and I smiled, well the camera's in your mind\nAnd I lied, I swore that everything was fine\n[Chorus]\nI never talked about the tears I cried\nAll the sleepless nights or the endless fights\nI never talked about the \nnights he called\nThere was something wrong, it was all my fault\nI had it all, what a shame, what a fall now\nBut in case you haven't heard the news\nThere wasn't much love to lose [Bridge]\nI know you wanna talk about me\nHow I gave up on love so foolishly\nBut keep in mind\n[Chorus]\nI never talked about the tears I cried\nAll the sleepless nights or the endless fights\nI never talked about the \nnights he called\nThere was something wrong, it was all my fault\nI had it all, what a shame, what a fall now\nBut in case you haven't heard the news\nThere wasn't much love to lose\n[Outro]\nCome on, gather 'round, I'm gonna tell you how the fire went out" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Blue Moon with the following description: Written by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart in 1934. This version is one of many covers. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nBlue moon\nYou saw me standing alone\nWithout a dream in my heart\nWithout a love of my own\n[Verse 2]\nBlue moon\nYou knew just what I was there for\nYou heard me saying a prayer for\nSomeone I really could care for\n[Refrain]\nWithout a love of my own\n[Verse 3]\nBlue moon\nYou saw me standing alone\nWithout a dream in my heart\nWithout a love of my own\n[Refrain]\nWithout a love of my own\n[Outro]\nBlue moon\nWithout a love of my own" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Start It Slow with the following description: “Start It Slow” sees Chris wanting to take his time with his girlfriend in the bedroom, unlike their relationship, with Chris admitting he fell in love with her on the first date. While the song is largely about the couple’s sex life, Chris also details that he wants to marry her, a topic that doesn’t come up often in his lyrics.\n“Start It Slow” was released as a bonus track from Before the Party and was teased by Chris in early 2015 in a now-deleted Instagram. Its instrumental samples Diggy’s October 2014 single “Honestly” and it’s likely “Start It Slow” was written for his September 2014 album, X. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nThink I found a bad girl out in LA\nI fell in love with her on the first date\nShe got \"queen\" written all over her face\nWhen she gotta go, I just tell her to stay, got a nigga sprung\nThe way you move your body, girl, you make me wanna love ya\nShe the only one after I hit it, I just wanna cuddle\nShe call me \"daddy,\" she ain't never had a father but I'm cool with her mother\nShe gon' have a baby when we fuckin', we don't never use a rubber\n[Chorus]\nWe gon' take our time and do it right (Do it right)\nTake off your panties, leave 'em right here\nGirl, you know that pussy belongs to me\nYou know that body is gold to me\nMake it last so start it off slow, then I'ma speed it up\n[Verse 2]\nSauvignon blanc, we gon' drink the whole bottle (Oh, oh)\nI'ma pop a molly 'cause you know it make me tear it up for hours (Yeah, yeah)\nPussy so wet, squirtin' on a nigga, she done gave me a shower (She done gave me a shower)\nThen I put it all in, all in, then she get a little louder, oh\nSmackin' on the booty, she done came 'bout three times (Oh)\nShe gotta go to work in the mornin', so tonight is our free time\nAnd when she get her ass off of work, I'ma take her on a G-5\nAll around the world, that's my girl, we the best when we high (Oh) [Chorus]\nWe gon' take our time and do it right (Do it right)\nTake off your panties, leave 'em right here (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\nGirl, you know that pussy belongs to me\nYou know that body is gold to me\nMake it last so start it off slow, then I'ma speed it up\n[Verse 3]\nWanna spend the rest of my life with her\nShe my ride or die, hold it down for me, that's my nigga\nYou can get it all from me\nI got a wedding ring for you, baby\nAll I need is for you to say one word and that's \"yes\"\nWe go anywhere you wanna go\nMakin' love in Italy all way to Monaco\nLookin' at the water when we pull up to the coast\nAnd a candlelight dinner, celebrate and make a toast\nThen it's to the bed, you just tell me when to go\nDoin' all that freaky shit that's for grown folks\nKissin' on that pussy, know you need a little more\nAll my heart and all my love\n[Chorus]\nWe gon' take our time and do it right (Do it right)\nTake off your panties, leave 'em right here (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\nGirl, you know that pussy belongs to me\nYou know that body is gold to me\nMake it last so start it off slow, then I'ma speed it up" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Guilty Conscience (Snippet) with the following description: Check out the description here.\nThe song puts the concept of morality against the wall, as in what is legally acceptable or not.\nIn this snippet, the only verse heard is the second, and it cuts off right after Eminem says “bail”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Interlude: Mark Avery]\nMeet Stan, 21 years old. After meeting a young girl at a rave party, things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom. Once again, his conscience comes into play\n[Verse: Eminem, \nDr. Dre\n]\nNow listen to me, while you're kissing her cheek\nAnd smearing her lipstick, slip this in her drink\nNow all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe\nYo, this girl's only fifteen years old\nYou shouldn't take advantage of her, it's not fair\nYo, look at her bush, does it got hair?\nFuck this bitch right here on the spot, bare\n'Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there\nMan, ain't you ever seen that one movie, Kids?\nNo but I seen the porno with Sun Doobiest!\nShit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?\nMan, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog and bail" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Undrunk with the following description: In “Undrunk”, Chris Brown reunites with Bay Area rappers Too $hort and E-40 and talks about while they are in a state of extreme drunkenness with their girl, anything goes in the bedroom.\nThis is the first track in the mixtape to not feature Young Thug. However this is Breezy’s second collaboration with Too $hort since the West Coast version of Loyal and fourth collaboration with E-40 following 1 Question. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: E-40, \nToo $hort\n]\nE-Feezy\n$hort, $hort\n(\nA1, this beat slaps\n)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI'm too lit, she fucked up\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ayy)\nShe too lit (Lit), she fucked up\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy, yeah)\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown]\nDamn, bust that thing open\nShow me how you bust that thing open\nHuh, what you waitin' for?\nDon't mind them lil' guys, this a Draco (Grrah)\nI'll light up his top like a halo (Woo)\nThey'll shut down this block if I say so (You already know)\nYou a yes man, my niggas on payroll\nThat's your best friend, tell that ho, \"Stay close\"\nIf you ain't fuckin', bet she will for the pesos\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nTake a shot (Take a shot), toot it up (Toot it up)\nNow make it drop (Make it drop)\nBring it back (Bring it back), then make it pop (Make it pop)\nShe a hickory-dickory-thot (Sorry, ow)\nShe do freaky things off that tequila\nGot her roommate, they live on Reseda\nGive them both the business, two cheerleaders\nThizz face, listenin' to Mac Dre like I'm from the Bay [Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI'm too lit, she fucked up\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy)\nShe too lit (Lit), she fucked up (Woo, woo)\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy, yeah)\n[Verse 2: E-40]\nUh, she L-I-T (L-I-T), she lit (She lit)\nShe fuck with me (Fuck with me), I'm it (I'm it)\nShe a cutie, her booty shaped like a heart, she hella smart\nAnd she got ass like her auntie, yeah, that part\nI ain't a sucka, I ain't a weirdo, I ain't a goof, and I ain't a clown\nI throw a bitch in the air and break her 'fore she hit the ground\nWhen I was in elementary, I was quiet\nMy pockets was on a diet\nI woke up and I decided (Bitch)\nWind it slow, bring it back, be a beast with it (Be a beast with it)\nShake it fast, hit the gas, fuck a speed limit (Fuck a speed limit)\nWatch your back (Watch your back)\nTouch your knees (Touch your knees)\nPut it on me, make you feel it through your jeans\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nE-40\n]\nI'm too lit (\nThe yay\n), she fucked up (\nWoo, woo\n)\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah)\nShe too lit (Brr), she fucked up (\nWoo, woo\n)\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah) [Verse 3: Too $hort]\nWhy they gotta say it like $hort?\nI go hard, fuck sleep (Fuck sleep)\nIf the bitch with me, she's a freak (Freak)\n$hort dawg, you know me\nI got her playin' with her pussy in the VIP\nShe said, \"I like your songs\nI wanna give you this thing all night long\"\nShe took 'em off and threw her thong\nAnd said, \"Daddy, can you take me home?\"\nI said, \"Bitch\"\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nTake a shot (Take a shot), toot it up (Toot it up)\nNow make it drop (Make it drop)\nBring it back, then make it pop (Make it pop)\nShe a hickory-dickory-thot \n(Sorry, ha)\nShe do freaky things off that tequila\nGot her roommate, they live on Reseda (Woo)\nGive them both the business, two cheerleaders\nIf one get drunk, then she follow the leader (Woo)\n(\nThis in the mix\n)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI'm too lit (Lit), she fucked up (Woo, woo)\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah)\nShe too lit (Brr), she fucked up\nWe wish that we could get undrunk (Ah, ah, ah, ah)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Can’t Get Enough (Spanish Version) with the following description: [Español]\nDestinado a sus fanáticos latinos e hispanos, Becky G lanzó una versión en español de su canción “Can’t Get Enough”, que contiene un nuevo verso y coro en español de Gomez, mientras mantiene el verso en inglés del rapero Pitbull y su puente Spanglish de la pista original. La canción fue lanzada como sencillo el 1 de mayo de 2014 en plataformas digitales y radio y alcanzó el puesto número 10 en la lista Hot Latin Songs de Billboard. Al igual que la versión original, Becky habla sobre tener un buen tiempo con sus amigos mientras cantan y se divierten todo el día y noche.\n\n[English]\nIntended for her Latino and Hispanic fans, Becky G released a Spanish version of her song “Can’t Get Enough”, which contains a new Spanish verse and chorus from Gomez, while keeping Pitbull’s English verse and their Spanglish bridge from the original track. The song was released as a single on May 1, 2014 to digital streaming and radio and peaked at #10 on Billboard’s Hot Latin Songs chart. Just like its English counterpart, the song finds Gomez talking about having a good time with her friends as they sing and dance all day and night. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Letra de \"Can't Get Enough (Spanish Version)\"]\n[Intro: Becky G & \nPitbull\n]\n(La música está vibrando)\n(Hay fiesta en las calles)\n(No hay quien nos pare)\nBecky G\n(Seguimos brillando)\nMister Worldwide\n(Juntitos pegados)\nY’all know the game plan\n(La noche lo sabe)\n(No hay quien nos pare)\nIt’s the world in the palm of my hand\n(Seguimos brillando)\n[Verso 1: Becky G]\nOk, Pit, gracias por invitarme\nEste rap va a despeinarte\nDesde abajo llegué a la ci-ma\nY subo más arri-ba\nTe dejo mi núme-ro\nCuenta tres y ya explo-tó\nA tocar las estrellas voy\nPasajera del mundo soy\nQuiero ver a toda mi gente\nEsto está muy, muy caliente\nAsí chicas valientes\nNunca atrás estamos al frente [Pre-Coro: Becky G]\nMe vale lo que me dirán\nYa me gané mi lugar\nAquí estoy escúchame bien\nAquí estoy escúchame bien\n[Coro: Becky G]\nLa música está vibrando\nHay fiesta en las calles\nNo hay quien nos pare\nSeguimos brillando\nJuntitos pegados\nLa noche lo sabe\nNo hay quien nos pare\nSeguimos brillando (Oh-oh)\nBailar hasta el fin\nJugar y sentir el alma gritar (Oh-oh)\nVamos a volar\nMás alto saltar y al cielo llegar (Oh-oh)\n[Verse 2: Pitbull]\nP to the I, I to the T\nI see the future Becky to the G\nI own companies, yeah, that's sweet\nI also own a culture, yeah, that's me\nI see the vultures I love them to death\nIt's for the queen, shout to meth\nThe world is mine, who wanna bet?\n4, 5, 6 I'm stopping the bank\nI see them boys switching their plans\n'Cause they see the way I'm flipping the game, ha\nI'm Jordan, their pimping man, ha\nI'm scoring they slipping, man, ha [Pre-Coro: Pitbull]\nThey falling and tripping, man\nCome on baby, let's do this thing\nAll night long and do it again\nAll night long and do it again\n[Coro: Becky G]\nLa música está vibrando\nHay fiesta en las calles\nNo hay quien nos pare\nSeguimos brillando\nJuntitos pegados\nLa noche lo sabe\nNo hay quien nos pare\nSeguimos brillando (Oh-oh)\nBailar hasta el fin\nJugar y sentir el alma gritar (Oh-oh)\nVamos a volar\nMás alto saltar y al cielo llegar (Oh-oh)\n[Puente: Pitbull, \nBecky G\n & \nAmbos\n]\nWe got that fire\nThey want that fire\nLet's give 'em that fire, fire\nTenemos fuego\nQuieren fuego\nHay que darles fuego, fuego\nWe got that fire\nThey want that fire\nLet's give 'em that fire, fire\nTenemos fuego\nQuieren fuego\nHay que darles fuego, fuego [Coro: Becky G]\nLa música está vibrando (Oh)\nHay fiesta en las calles\nNo hay quien nos pare (Pare)\nSeguimos brillando\nJuntitos pegados\nLa noche lo sabe\nNo hay quien nos pare\nSeguimos brillando (Oh-oh; Oh, si)\nBailar hasta el fin\nJugar y sentir el alma gritar (Oh-oh)\n(Vamos a volar) Vamos a volar\nMás alto (Ah ja) saltar y al cielo llegar (Oh-oh)\n[Outro: Becky G]\nNo hay quien nos pare\nSeguimos brillando (Oh-oh)\nNo hay quien nos pare\nSeguimos brillando (Oh-oh)\n(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Eventually with the following description: The tenth track on Pink’s sophomore album, “Eventually” is a song about heartbreak. This soulful ballad tells a tale of people (and men) that hang around acting like they’re her friend but when she needs them, they’re not there; causing karma to come back around to them eventually. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI'm an opportunity and I knock so softly\nSometimes I get loud when I wish everybody'd just get off me\nSo many playas, you'd think I was a ball game\nIt's every man for themself, there are no teammates, oh\nThis life gets lonely\nWhen everybody wants something\nThey'll smile up in your face\n[Chorus]\nBut they'll get theirs eventually\nAnd I hope I'm there\n[Verse 2]\nSurrounded by familiar faces without names\nNone of them know me or want to share my pain\nThey only wish to bask in my light, then fade away\nTo win my love, to them a game\nTo watch me live my life in vain\nWhen all is done and the glitter fades, fades away\n[Chorus]\nThey'll get theirs eventually\nAnd I hope I'm there\n[Verse 3]\nI drank your poison\n'Cause you told me it's wine\nShame on you if you fooled me once\nShame on me if you fooled me twice [Chorus]\nI didn't know the price\nYou'll get yours eventually\n[Outro]\nSo what good am I to you if I can't be broken?\nYou'll get yours, yes, you'll get yours\nEventually" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called One In a Million with the following description: “One in A Million” was originally sung by Sandy Molling in 2004.\nHannah Montana’s version peaked at #96 on Billboard’s Pop 100 chart and #12 on Billboard’s Bubbling Under Hot 100 Singles chart.\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRyrqhjAIT8 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nHow did I get here?\nTurned around and there you were\nI didn't think twice or rationalize\n'Cause somehow I knew\nThat there was more than just chemistry\nI mean I knew you were kind of into me\nBut I figured it's too good to be true\nI said pinch me\nWhere's the catch this time?\nCan't find a single cloud in the sky\nHelp me before I get used to this guy\n[Chorus]\nThey say that good things take time\nBut really great things happen in the blink of an eye\nThought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one\nI cannot believe it\nOh, whoa\nYou're one in a million\n[Post-Chorus]\nAll this time I was looking for love\nTrying to make things work\nThat weren't good enough\n'Til I thought I'm through, said I'm done\nAnd stumbled into the arms of the one [Verse 2]\nYou're making me laugh about the silliest stuff\nSay that I'm your diamond in the rough\nWhen I'm mad at you, you come with your velvet touch\nCan't believe that I'm so lucky\nI have never felt so happy\nEvery time I see that sparkle in your eyes!\n[Chorus]\nThey say that good things take time (\nWhoo!\n)\nBut really great things happen in the blink of an eye\nThought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one\nI cannot believe it\nOh, whoa!\nYou're one in a million\n[Post-Chorus]\nYeah yeah, all this time I was looking for love\nTrying to make things work\nThat weren't good enough\n'Til I thought I'm through, said I'm done\nAnd stumbled into the arms, of the one\n[Bridge]\nI said pinch me\nWhere's the catch this time?\nCan't find a single cloud in the sky\nHelp me before I get used to this guy [Chorus]\nThey say that good things take time\nBut really great things happen in the blink of an eye!\nThought the chances of meeting somebody like you\nWere a million to one\nI cannot believe it\nOh, whoa, yeah yeah\nThey say that good things take time (\nWhoo!\n)\nBut really great things happen in the blink of an eye\nThought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one\nI cannot believe it\nOh, whoa!\nYou're one in a million\nYeah, you're one in a million\nYeah, you're one in a million" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called PART TIME with the following description: On August 3rd 2018, “PART TIME” was previewed alongside two other unreleased songs, “ZOOM” and “HOUDINI” on the 11th episode of Travis’ .WAV Radio hosted by Chase B. The songs were only previewed as they did not make the final cut on Travis Scott’s long-anticipated album ASTROWORLD, which was released on the same day. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nPart time, work at Sam's\nYeah she still work with her man\nI can fall through, just no cams, yeah\nWhite pills on my mans\nI can't fall asleep, off Xans, under circumstance\nWant me to fall off, can't go that easy\nI can't fall off, I know they need me\n[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]\nGang-gang just like fam\nNo new ones, can't take no chance, yeah\nThey know I'm legend, yeah\n[Chorus: Kevin Parker]\nO-o-o-hh (yeah), yeah\nO-o-o-hh (yeah), yeah, yeah\n[Verse 2: Travis Scott]\nDon't look at me strange\nI got so good with that aim, so good at takin' names\nSomethin' 'bout this fame\nI mean sometimes leave me drained, but so good, can't complain\nHundreds feel like ones, millions feel like thousands\nNever see the sun, always see the night end [Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]\nGang-gang just like fam\nNo new ones, can't take no chance, yeah\nThey know I'm legend, yeah\n[Chorus: Kevin Parker]\nO-o-o-hh (yeah), yeah\nO-o-o-hh (yeah), yeah, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Starving with the following description: “Starving” is about a relationship that’s getting more adventurous in and outside of the bedroom. The song starts with just guitars before surging into a frantic beat drop provided by duo Grey and DJ Zedd.\nThe song was teased through Twitter by all three artists on Twitter throughout June 2016, but not many put the pieces together until the song dropped on July 15.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nYou know just what to say, things that scare me\nI should just walk away, but I can't move my feet\nThe more that I know you, the more I want to\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSomethin' inside me's changed\nI was so much younger yesterday, oh\n[Chorus]\nI didn't know that I was starvin' 'til I tasted you\nDon't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo\nBy the way, right away, you do things to my body\nI didn't know that I was starvin' 'til I tasted you\nBy the way, right away, you do things to my body\nI didn't know that I was starvin' 'til I tasted you\n[Verse 2]\nYou know just how to make my heart beat faster\nEmotional earthquake, bring on disaster\nYou hit me head on, got me weak in my knees\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYeah, somethin' inside me's changed\nI was so much younger yesterday, yeah\nSo much younger yesterday, oh, yeah [Chorus]\nI didn't know that I was starvin' 'til I tasted you\nDon't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo\nBy the way, right away, you do things to my body\nI didn't know that I was starvin' 'til I tasted you\nBy the way, right away, you do things to my body\nI didn't know that I was starvin' 'til I tasted you\nYou, you, yeah, 'til I tasted you\nBy the way, right away, you do things to my body\nI didn't know that I was starvin' 'til I tasted you (I didn't know 'til I tasted you)\n[Outro]\nThe more that I know you, the more that I want to\nSomethin' inside me's changed\nI was so much younger yesterday" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Parables (Remix) with the following description: Cordae and Eminem reflect on their personal histories for the remix of Cordae’s November 2020 single “The Parables,” which was the soundscape for a Beats by Dre commercial featuring tennis player Naomi Osaka, Cordae’s girlfriend.\nIn the first verse (and hook), Cordae reminisces upon the past states of morbidity and poverty he was once familiar with, acknowledging that the vast majority are incapable of empathizing or relating to his struggles. Remarking upon his successes, Cordae demonstrates how fame enables the avoidance of institutionalization in the second verse.\nEminem delivers a braggadocious and confrontational verse, reflecting upon his past and just how unprecedented the level of success he’s accomplished once seemed to him. Addressing his critics/competitors with animosity, Shady ironically enough acknowledges feelings of having a “red dot” on his head as a result of every word delivered throughout his career.\n“Parables” are a story or comparison involving multiple things – making the title of the song itself a self-explanatory double-entendre. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Cordae]\nGotta ride with 'em, ride with 'em\nRide with 'em, roll with the, whoa, whoa, whoa\nTell 'em, \"Ride with 'em,\" we could ride with 'em\nRide with 'em, whoa, we could, whoa, whoa, whoa\nI tell the odd, gotcha, odd, getcha, woo, what\nCheck it out, nigga, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa\nNigga, I need, we could fight with 'em, ride\nYeah, uh, yeah\n[Verse 1: Cordae]\nDone seen some shit within my lifetime, my light shine bright\nProtect yo' energy from poison when the python strike\nMy first mistake was doin' robberies on Niken bikes\nWatch my movеs and I'ma show you what a icon like\nY'all let bygones bе bygones, right?\nNigga, fuck yo' truce, bust yo' move\nAnd if that nigga touch your shoes\nYou better blast on 'em and on my mama, nigga\nI'ma get that cash on 'em, hunnid on the dash on 'em\nSwerve, boy, I'm from the trench, you from the 'burbs\nNigga, fuck the early bird, nigga\nI'ma get this motherfuckin' chicken\nAnd if a nigga ever got a problem, nigga\nWe can fuckin' solve it, on my mama, nigga\nI just been itchin' to prove myself\nI just pray throughout the struggle I don't lose myself\nGlock, no safety, Plaxico, I might shoot myself\nThey catchin' bullets like two Odells, and, nigga, you gon' tell\nBut listen [Chorus: Cordae]\nI can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint\nAnd I can tell you shit that other niggas can't, lemme tell you\nI can tell you 'bout the time I had to drop a nigga rank\nAnd I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you\nI can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands\nAnd used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you\nI can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan\nI can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, nigga\n[Verse 2: Cordae]\nFirst and foremost, for every door that's opened, a door close\nBeat a nigga, take his Bordeauxs, upgrade my wardrobe\nAnd Lord knows livin' like this, it leads a short road\nA dead end, or prison time, where we was headin'\nInstead, when I got bread, broke it with brethren\nEyes open, leave the house, move like a veteran\nMade a couple dollars from come-ups, my niggas flexin'\nNigga got a problem, then I can make some corrections\nOkay, cool, still with the same niggas since grade school\nGive a fuck about your Shade Room when I had made room\nFor everybody on that late moon, and word to Rae Sremm'\nHad to bring the motherfuckin' swang on 'em\nAnd I ain't even wanna have to blank on 'em\nThat Lam' truck got a full tank on 'em\nBut, a nigga better not look at me wrong\nIt's certain shit that I can't say on this song, but let me tell you, nigga [Chorus: Cordae & \nEminem\n]\nI can tell you 'bout the time was goin' hard up in the paint\nAnd I can tell you shit that other niggas can't, lemme tell you\nI can tell you 'bout the time I had to drop a nigga rank\nAnd I can tell you shit I did up off the drank, lemme tell you\nI can tell you 'bout the time I signed a deal for twenty bands\nAnd used that shit to get my brother out the can, lemme tell you\nI can tell you 'bout the time I had a penny and a plan (\nYeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah\n)\nI can tell you shit, but you won't understand, lemme tell you, nigga\n[Verse 3: Eminem]\nI done seen some shit within my lifetime, at one time I\nCan still remember just how bad I used to want '5 mics'\nMy biggest dream was just to make it into Unsigned Hype\nIt's so hard for me to fathom this was once my life\nShit'll make you wanna cop out like a plea deal\nSo I treat a beat like it's Tekashi, spit on that bitch like Meek Mill\nMy addiction got me weak-willed\nI'm relapsing, I think I can't seem to stop eating Beat Pills\nAnd Doctor D-R-E he still keeps on giving me refills\nSend 'em at me, bullets hit indiscriminately\nWomen and men and little kids senior citizens till the Sig is empty\nWhipped Gen-Z into a frenzy, but no give, is in me, I'm stingy\nAnd that is the motherfuckin' difference between them and me\nAnd that's the reason I'm, in my Louis Vuitton\nGorier than Eva Long\nThis rap shit, is \nsomethin' that you'll never see me at, like senior prom\nWhat I mean's the bar's, higher than Cheech and Chong\nWhen you give them each a bong\nI call my Stan's a, fan club 'cause whoever it's unleashed upon\nFuckin' beats up on, like police batons\nY'all are window shoppers, bunch a Peeping Toms\nStill got that bullseye on my back, red dot on my head\nYeah, blood on my hands for some of the rhymes that I've said\nPolice squad on the task\nGot 'em hot on my trail, like my stepfather with the belt, I got S.W.A.T on my ass\nI was painfully shy, now I'm proud of myself\nLike Obama's kids, I came outta my shell (Michelle)\nAnd I can promise this\nOn my mama, shit, no daughters, bitch\nThat every single word'll be true so with out further adieu\nIt's return of the ruthless more murderous than Mook is so what you're gonna do's think I'm allergic when I point this motherfuckin burner at 'chu\nI throw shade it'll be curtains for you\nPray for the verse to get through, birth of a new\nWorser me who's determined to do\nPermanent damage with the words that I threw, bird's-eye view I'm referred to as Zeus\nCirclin' you like I'm a vulture features are tournaments, I turn 'em into\nTurning me loose is like verbal abuse, language hurtful to use cursin' at you\nMade a couple of mistakes that occurred in my youth, jumped a hurdle or two word but I'm through\nWith tellin' you about the food stamps and the government cheese\nAnd how we used to get school lunches for free\nAlready told ya, 'bout the holes up in my Pony shoes and Rustler jeans\nWhen it was Mother, lil' brother and me\nI told you 'bout, being kicked out 20 degrees, no money to eat\n'Bout the thrift stores and being piss poor, the Christmases Ma had gifts for us, when bro and me discovered that she\nWas wrappin' shit up around the house, to stick it under the tree\nDamn" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I’ll Stand By You (Cover) with the following description: Fifth Harmony performed a cover of The Pretenders' “I’ll Stand by You” during the fourth week of competition on The X Factor USA 2012. The theme of the week was giving thanks.\nFeedback from the judges was positive. LA Reid said “it was great”. Britney saw a “beautiful rendition” of the song. Demi said she loved to see the girls together because it was “genuine”. She wasn’t crazy about the song choice, but they “made it beautiful”. Simon thought each one of them was great individually, and their voices and harmonies were great, and that they finally “clicked” as a group. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Lauren & \nAll\n & \nCamila\n]\nOh, why you look so sad?\nTears are in your eyes, come on and come to\nMe now\nDon't be ashamed to cry\nLet me see you through cause I've seen the\nDark side too\n[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]\nWhen the night falls on you\nYou don't know what to do\nNothing you confess\nCould make me love you less\n[Chorus: All]\nI'll stand by you\nI'll stand by you\nWon't let nobody hurt you\nI'll stand by you\n[Verse 2: Normani & \nAll\n & \nCamila\n]\nSo if you're mad, get mad\nDon't hold it all inside, come on and talk to\nMe now\nHey, what you got to hide?\nI get angry too, well I'm a\nLot like you [Pre-Chorus: Ally & \nCamila\n]\nWhen you're standing at the crossroads\nAnd don't know which path to choose\nLet me come along\nCause even if you're wrong\n[Chorus: All]\nI'll stand by you\nI'll stand by you\nWon't let nobody hurt you\nI'll stand by you\nTake me in, into your darkest hour\nAnd I'll never desert you\nI'll stand by you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Earth with the following description: “Earth” is an environmental awareness song, released three days before Earth Day in 2019, about the dangers that climate change has on our planet and its ecosystems.\nDuring an interview on The Ellen Show, Lil Dicky revealed the track features over 30 artists, with each of them taking on the roles of a different animal. For example, Justin Bieber plays on the role of a baboon, Ariana Grande takes on the role of a zebra, and Ed Sheeran plays a koala bear.\nDave went on to describe the meaning of this song on The Ellen Show by saying:\nI mean honestly when I started making this song I didn’t know the details or the facts at hand. But like we have 12 years to change the way we do so many things on earth, or the damage is irreversible. And within our lifetime, well within our lifetime, crazy things are gonna happen. Floods, food shortages, bad air, millions of people relocated… It’s like… very soon.\nIt was also announced that proceeds from this song and video will be going towards the Leonardo DiCaprio Foundation, which fights to help protect vulnerable wildlife from extinction. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Lil Dicky]\nWhat up, world?\nIt's your boy, just one of the guys down here\nWell, I could be more specific\nUh, I'm a human\nAnd I just wanted to, you know\nFor the sake of all of us earthlings out there\nJust wanted to say:\n[Chorus: Lil Dicky]\nWe love the Earth, it is our planet\nWe love the Earth, it is our home\nWe love the Earth, it is our planet\nWe love the Earth, it is our home\n[Justin Bieber]\nHi, I'm a baboon\nI'm like a man, just less advanced\nAnd my anus is huge\n[Ariana Grande]\nHey, I'm a zebra\nNo one knows what I do, but I look pretty cool\nAm I white or black?\n[Halsey]\nI'm a lion cub\nAnd I'm always getting licked (Meow) [Zac Brown]\nHow's it going? I'm a cow (Moo)\nYou drink milk from my tits (Moo)\n[Brendon Urie]\nI'm a fat fuckin' pig\n[Hailee Steinfeld]\nI'm a common fungus\n[Wiz Khalifa]\nI'm a disgruntled skunk, shoot you out my butthole\n[Snoop Dogg]\nI'm a marijuana plant, I can get you fucked up\n[Kevin Hart]\nAnd I'm Kanye West\n[Chorus: Lil Dicky]\nWe love the Earth, it is our planet\nWe love the Earth, it is our home\nWe love the Earth, it is our planet\nWe love the Earth, it is our home\nWe love the Earth [Adam Levine]\nBa-dum-ba-dum-dum, ba-dum-da-di\nWe are the vultures, feed on the dead\n[Shawn Mendes]\nWe're just some rhinos, horny as heck\n[Charlie Puth]\nI'm just a giraffe, what's with this neck?\n[Sia]\nHippity-hop, I'm a kangaroo\nI hop all day, up and down with you\n[Miley Cyrus]\nI'm an elephant, I got junk in my trunk\n[Lil Jon]\nWhat the fuck? I'm a clam!\n[Rita Ora]\nI'm a wolf, howl!\n[Miguel]\nI'm a squirrel lookin' for my next nut [Katy Perry & \nLil Dicky\n]\nAnd I'm a pony, just a freak horse, heh-heh-heh\nBut, uh, c'mon, get on (\nGet on\n), yah!\nGiddy up, let's ride\n[Lil Yachty]\nI'm HPV, don't let me in\n[Ed Sheeran]\nI'm a koala and I sleep all the time\nSo what? It's cute\n[Meghan Trainor]\nWe love you, India\n[Joel Embiid]\nWe love you, Africa\n[Tory Lanez]\nWe love the Chinese\n[Lil Dicky]\nWe forgive you, Germany\n[Chorus: Lil Dicky, (\nSnoop Dogg\n), \nMeghan Trainor\n, \nLil Dicky & Sia\n, \nJohn Legend\n]\nEarth, it is our planet (\nIt's our planet\n)\nWe love the Earth (\nWe love the Earth\n), it is our home (Home)\nWe love the Earth\n, it is our planet (\nIt is our planet)\nWe love the Earth, it is our home\nWe love the Earth\n[Verse 3: Lil Dicky]\nI'm a man (Hello?)\nCan you hear me? (Anyone out there? Hello?)\nI've trudged the Earth for so damn long\nAnd still don't know shit (What's going on?)\nI hope it's not a simulation (Huh)\nGive each other names like Ahmed and Pedro\nAnd, yeah, we like to wear clothes, girls still look beautiful\nAnd it covers up our human dick (Woo), eat a lot of tuna fish\nBut these days, it's like we don't know how to act\nAll these shootings, pollution, we under attack on ourselves\nLike, let's all just chill (Hey), respect what we built (Hey)\nLike look at the internet! It's cracking as hell\nFellas, don't you love to cum when you have sex? (Ayy)\nAnd I heard women orgasms are better than a dick's (Uh)\nSo what we got this land for? What we gotta stand for?\nLove, and we love the Earth (The Earth)\n[Ariana Grande]\nOh, yeah, baby, I love the Earth\nI love this planet\n[Lil Dicky]\nHey, Russia, we're cool\nHey, Asia, all of you, c'mon\nEvery one of you from the plains to the Sahara\nLet's come together and live\n[Choir]\nHum-dum-dum-dae-dum, hum-dum-dum-dae-dum\n[PSY]\n우-우-우리는 지구를 사랑해요\n[Bad Bunny]\nAmamos la tierra\n[Kris Wu]\n我们爱地球\n[Outro: Lil Dicky, \nAriana Grande\n & \nJustin Bieber\n]\n(We love you, we love you)\nC'mon everybody, I know we're not all the same\nBut we're living on the same Earth\n(We love you, we love you)\nHave you ever been to Earth?\nEveryone who is listening has been to Earth, Ariana\n(We love you, we love you)\nWe're not making music for aliens here\nAre we gonna die?\nYou know what, Bieber? We might die\n(We love you, we love you)\nI'm not going to lie to you\nI mean, there's so many people out here who don't think global warming's a real thing. You know? We gotta save this planet. We're being stupid\nUnless we get our shit together now" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Damage with the following description: “Damage” continues the post-breakup regret addressed in the previous track, “You.” “Damage” tells the story of another relationship, that also ended as a result of Chris' infidelity. The track sees Chris try to convince his ex that the one night spent with another woman meant nothing to him, and it’s her that has his heart. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAh, the Runners presents\nDamage, you know (Woah-oh)\nSometimes you don't realize what you've done (Woah)\nUntil you've seen the damage (Woah-oh)\nAnd I looked at the damage\nYeah, woah, yeah, yeah\nWoah-oh, yeah, yeah\nLook at the damage, yeah\n[Verse 1]\n3 A.M. when my phone ring\nBegging me to come by, I was right around the corner (Corner)\nI know I could've said no, but I ain't stop\nTold me, \"Come in, the door's unlocked for you\"\nMy intuition, I should have listened to it\nMy girl, yo, she'd be pissed if she knew about this visit (Visit)\nShe had a tank top on, I took her tank top off but should've stopped (Stopped, ah)\nBut she ain't let me, kissed me soft and gently, she tempt me\nRight then I stopped thinking consequences (Consequences)\nGuess I must have lost my mind for a minute, listen\n[Chorus]\nGirl, you know that I love\nGirl, I love you, with her, that was lust (Yeah)\nShouldn't have happened, I know I messed up (Yeah, yeah)\nOne phone call started this whole thing now (Yeah)\nLook at the damage (The damage)\nLook at the damage (The damage)\nDamage, damage that I caused you (That I caused you)\nI know I broke your heart (Your heart)\n'Cause I did you wrong now look at the damage (The damage)\nLook at the damage that I caused [Verse 2]\nThe dumbest decision that I made that I ain't proud of\nA few hours that meant absolutely nothing cost me your love (Love)\nI gotta live with regret, deserve to get what you give\nNow you won't listen to nothing that I'm saying (Woah-oh)\nI rode passed your house for hours, just to feel close to ya\nNo cards, no gifts, no flowers, could get me back with you\nYour kiss, your touch, girl, you know I'm missing (Hey, hey)\nBut you got my heart inside a prison, listen (Hey, hey, yeah, yeah)\n[Chorus]\nGirl, you know that I love\nGirl, I love you, with her, that was lust (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)\nShouldn't have happened, I know I messed up (Yeah, yeah)\nOne phone call started this whole thing now (Yeah, hey)\nLook at the damage (The damage, I see the damage)\nLook at the damage (The damage, that I caused you, girl)\nDamage, damage that I caused you\nI know that I broke your heart\n'Cause I did you wrong now look at the damage (The damage)\nLook at the damage that I caused\n[Bridge]\nI was tripping (Oh), I was dipping (Oh)\nWith these women (Oh) in these streets (Oh, yeah)\nLost my girl (Oh, yeah), lost all that (Yeah)\nWish I could take it back (Yeah)\nI was tripping (Hey), I was dipping (Oh)\nWith these women (Oh) in these streets (Oh)\nWish I could (Oh), take that back, oh, baby [Chorus]\nGirl, you know that I love\nGirl, I love you, with her, that was lust (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)\nShouldn't have happened, I know I messed up (Yeah, yeah)\nOne phone call started this whole thing now\nLook at the damage (The damage, the damage that I)\nLook at the damage (The damage)\nDamage, damage that I caused you (Oh, that I caused you)\nI know I broke your heart (Yeah, yeah)\nAnd girl, I did you wrong now look at the damage (The damage)\nLook at the damage that I caused\n[Outro]\nYeah, woah\nLook at the damage\nLook at the damage, yeah\nYou know, sometimes you don't realize what you've done\nUntil you've seen the damage and I looked at the damage" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I’m Nice with the following description: The 6th track on Weezy’s sequel to the classic No Ceilings, No Ceilings 2.\nWayne hops on one of Bryson Tiller’s most popular songs, “Don’t”.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nNo Ceilings\n[Verse]\nWait a minute\nWait a minute, where you going?\nAin't my business where you going\nI just want some before you go and\nWait why you in your feelings when I wanna feel something?\nWhy you in your purse when I'm tryin' to tell you something?\nWhy you on your phone after 2 in the morning?\nWho the fuck you talking to at 2 in the morning, girl?\nI swear I'm with my side bitch baby\n'Cause I ain't got time for your main tricks\nYeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah\nAnd if the side bitch start acting crazy\nI'mma run to the next side bitch\nAnd tell the last bitch \"Come chase me, baby\"\nYeah, feel like it's over, you know it's over with\nYou get my feelings and time and shit\nI'm in my feelings 'cause it's over\nAnd you know right is right, so come over tonight\nDon't want fuss and fight, let's get right\nRight now a nigga feeling so nice\nAnd I feel like I owe you something\nLet me show you something, girl\nAnd it's gon' be nice\nRight now a nigga feeling so nice\nFeel like I owe you something\nLet me show you something, girl\nYeah, I'm nice, T I'm nice\nYeah, E I'm nice, Hood I'm nice, Steve I'm nice\nHold up, I think these pills give me extra emotions\nHold up, I think they kicking in, I'm going through the motions\nYeah-yeah-yeah-yeah\nI feel like celebrating, what you doing? I'm about to come over\nYour homegirl there, I really feel like I can take both of 'em\nOh my\nCan I ask why\nYou give me that eye\nEvery time we Facetime?\nThat's 'cause you know I\nI'mma come back, reply\nWith \"Don't you move a muscle, I'm 'bout to come by\"\nEvery time, like we on rewind\nBack it up, rewind\nLike \n(Missy Elliot Reference)\nWe fuck on Versace\nYou watch me\n'Cause I got the mirror on top me\nAnd I be just going in like Rocky\nThat dick got you snoring, I record you, send you a copy\nYou be so embarrassed, you say don't mock me\nAnd I be like \"That's our secret that I keep\"\nAnd I feel like pouring some lean in this styr-e\nSaid I feel like pouring some lean in this styr-e\nHold up\nYou know I'm the nicest, this dick need a license\nBut why did you leave me? I swear it's a crisis\nIf you ever need me, I come quick as lightning\nDon't give him no pussy if he cum quick as lightning\nJust saw your sis and I got so excited\nShe tell me you just celebrated sobriety\nBut you didn't invite me\nThat's that bullshit, I need a lighter\nYou should be nicer\nYeah, I swear I'm with my side bitch baby (hold up)\n'Cause I ain't got time for your main tricks\nYeah-yeah-yeah (hold up)\nBut that's OK 'cause I'm nice\nHey Manny, I'm nice\nNo Ceilings" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Thug Cry with the following description: Outro of the standard version of Mastermind, it was eventually released as the third single from Mastermind on April 1, 2014.\nThis song uses the same sample that Souls of Mischief’s “93 ‘Til Infinity” uses; the jazz tune by Billy Cobham’s Heather. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nJ.U.S.T.I.C.E. League\n[Chorus: Betty Idol]\nI just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love\nI just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\nI just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight\nThat I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky\n[Verse 1: Rick Ross]\nUh, wake up in the world and I'm just another nigga\nCall it public housin' when you next door to the killers\nOn them corners, it gets better as you go\nGrind that motherfucker 'til it's yellow brick road\nFree as a bird, spoken word in my verse\nOn my knees prayin', niggas shootin' in the church\nWake up out my sleep in another cold sweat\nI lived on Billboard, where the fuck to go next?\nGo against the odds youngin', go and get a job\nAnother country boy they want back on the farm\nSo far from my goals but I'm close to my kids\nThug cry for Mac Dre, nigga throwin' up Thizz\n[Chorus: Betty Idol]\nI just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love\nI just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\nI just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight\nThat I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky\nI just wanna burn [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nUhh, well let me light one for my problems\nSmokin' on that loud, pumpin' up that volume\nGet it crackin' like an eggshell in this motherfucker, make omelets\nGet a bad bitch that posts up like comments\nThey don't know what I been through\nDon't know what I'm goin' through\nAs long as I get through, that's what I look forward to\nRicher than a bitch, but still I can't afford to\nLet these niggas play with me, need to be remorseful\nI swear I got that silencer on that MAC-9\nYeah, I kill these niggas with silence\nMy head stay in the clouds, I really feel like a giant\nCan't trust none of these niggas, I murk one of these niggas\nThen bury one of these niggas, still got dirt under my fingers\nThat, ain't a threat, that's a bet\nCause they comin' at my neck like the best a man can get\nBut to make a long, story short, I need a shoulder\nCause the devil on one, the other one I'm lookin' over\nTunechi\n[Chorus: Betty Idol]\nI just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love\nI just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\nI just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight\nThat I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky\nI just wanna burn [Verse 3: Rick Ross]\nUh, I pray I live forever\nNiggas hatin' like it's Salt Lake City\nNo tints on that pretty ass Bentley\nWant you to know that them comments don't offend me\nCause your baby momma so friendly\nI proceed with the plan, weed in my hand\nCîroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan\nMoney over bitches, first nigga with a Wraith\nDouble M, we handle business\n cause them niggas getting raped\nGo get the yellow tape, it's well orchestrated\n200 acres estates, a young nigga made it\nCame from the hood, ain't nothing changed\nStill lemon pepper on my motherfuckin' wings!\n[Chorus: Betty Idol]\nI just wanna be the one, I just wanna be the one you love\nI just wanna be the one you run to when you're down\nI just wanna, I just wanna fly, I'ma show you tonight\nThat I'ma put it on you baby, take you past the sky\nI just wanna burn\n[Outro: Rick Ross]\nHuh! \nMastermind\nAs I get high in the middle of the night\nSometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry?\nUhh, uhh, \nMastermind\n, my 6th LP\nCan't believe we did it\nMan, I thank everybody that played a part of this\nShout out my engineer E-Mix\nEach and every one of you supporters\nMy fans, 100" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Pardon My Ego with the following description: “Pardon My Ego” is where Logic flaunts his successes and the lifestyle he lives thanks to where he is at in the industry.\nThe track was originally teased by Logic on November 16, 2018, as installment three of his “Freestyle Friday” series:\n\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nFive hundred thousand for a one-off\nHit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh)\nIt don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh)\nBumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh, ah, uh, uh)\nFive hundred thousand for a one-off\nHit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh)\nIt don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh)\nBumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh)\n[Verse 1]\nSkinny Nikki geeky, gettin' brain dead, uh\nI don't give a fuck what the lames say, uh\nOld girl wanna give the boy head\nHow 'bout a little bitty self-love instead?\nI can't fuck a ho, I'd rather self-love instead\nCan't save a ho, no S on my chest, or gun to my head (Ah)\nGet the bread (Ah), get the bread (Ah)\nCount this fucking money, boy, now get the bread, uh\nI ain't just tryna get a nut off\nBobby Boy be quick to leave a bad bitch cut off\nLike when you in the studio and the vocal get cut...\n[Chorus]\nFive hundred thousand for a one-off\nHit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh)\nIt don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh)\nBumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh, woo, uh, uh)\nFive hundred thousand for a one-off\nHit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh)\nIt don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh)\nBumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh) [Post-Chorus]\nLike (Ah)\nGet the bread (Ah), get the bread (Ah)\nCount this fucking money, boy, now get the bread\n[Verse 2]\nI'm feelin' like Kid Cudi\nA little crazy, but tell me, what genius ain't a little nutty?\nEverybody be like that sometimes\nYou can hear it in me in some rhymes\nI ain't bipolar, Kanye make me wish I was\n'Cause that level of genius the meanest\nNobody fuckin' around with that flow\nWhen I spit it, you know it's the cleanest, uh\nAll my haters can suck my penis\nWent from five hundred a show to sellin' out arenas\nFrom SOB's in NYC\nTo smokin' trees at the motherfuckin' Garden\nPardon my ego, uh\nMaybe it's the weed smoke\nMaybe it's the beat though\nIf I draw it in the sand\nBetter not cross the line like a free throw, uh\n[Chorus]\nFive hundred thousand for a one-off\nHit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh)\nIt don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh)\nBumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh, woo, uh)\nFive hundred thousand for a one-off\nHit the stage, I rage, and then I run off (Uh)\nIt don't matter where we at, it's poppin' like a gun off (Uh)\nBumping N.W.A. on the 101-uh (Uh) [Outro]\nLike (Ah)\nGet the bread (Ah), get the bread (Ah)\nCount this fucking money, boy, now get the bread" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Love on Top with the following description: Beyoncé took inspiration from her state of mind while playing Etta James. A throw-back to the 1980s music, the up-tempo R&B song exhibits similar styles of Stevie Wonder, Luther Vandross, Anita Baker, Whitney Houston, Diana Ross and The Jackson 5. While incorporating six key changes, Knowles also adopts her high range when repeating the song’s chorus towards the end of the song. She sings about a man who she can always call, even after facing grief and hard work, finally earning his love and respect. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nPa-pa-pa-da, pa-pa-pa-da\nPa-pa-pa-da, pa-pa-pa-da\nPa-pa-pa-da, pa-pa-pa\nPa-pa-pa\nBring the beat in\n[Verse 1]\nHoney, honey\nI can see the stars all the way from here\nCan't you see the glow on the window pane?\nI can feel the sun whenever you're near\nEvery time you touch me, I just melt away\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNow everybody asks me why I'm smilin' out from ear to ear\n(They say love hurts) But I know\n(It's gonna take a little work) Oh\nNothin's perfect, but it's worth it\nAfter fightin' through my tears\nAnd finally, you put me first\n[Chorus 1]\nBaby, it's you, you're the one I love\nYou're the one I need, you're the only one I see\nCome on, baby, it's you\nYou're the one that gives your all\nYou're the one I can always call\nWhen I need you, make everything stop\nFinally, you put my love on top [Post-Chorus]\nOoh, come on, baby!\nYou put my love on top, top, top, top, top\nYou put my love on top\nOoh, come on, baby!\nYou put my love on top, top, top, top, top\nYou put my love on top\n[Verse 2]\nBaby, baby, I can feel the wind whipping past my face\nAs we dance the night away\nBoy, your lips taste like a night of champagne\nAs I kiss you again, and again, and again, and again\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNow everybody asks me why I'm smilin' out from ear to ear\n(They say love hurts) But I know\n(It's gonna take a little work) Oh\nNothin's perfect, but it's worth it\nAfter fightin' through my tears\nAnd finally, you put me first\n[Chorus 1]\nBaby, it's you, you're the one I love\nYou're the one I need, you're the only one I see\nCome on, baby, it's you (It's you)\nYou're the one that gives your all\nYou're the one I can always call\nWhen I need you, make everything stop\nFinally, you put my love on top [Post-Chorus/Bridge]\nOoh, baby!\nYou put my love on top, top, top, top, top\nYou put my love on top\nOoh, come on, baby!\nYou put my love on top, top, top, top, top\nYou put my love on top\n[\nChorus 2\n]\nBaby, it's you, you're the one I love\nYou're the one I need, you're the only thing I see\nCome on, baby, it's you (It's you)\nYou're the one that gives your all\nYou're the one that always calls\nWhen I need you, baby, everything stops\nFinally, you put my love on top\nBaby, you're the one that I love\nBaby, you're all I need\nYou're the only one I see\nCome on, baby, it's you\nYou're the one that gives your all\nYou're the one I always call\nWhen I need you, everything stops\nFinally, you put my love on top\nBaby, 'cause you're the one that I love\nBaby, you're the one that I need\nYou're the only one I see\nBaby, baby, it's you\nYou're the one that gives your all\nYou're the one that always calls\nWhen I need you, everything stops\nFinally, you put my love on top\nBaby, 'cause you're the one that I love\nBaby, you're the one that I need\nYou're the only one I see\nSee, baby, baby, it's you\nYou're the one that gives your all\nYou're the one that always calls\nWhen I need you, everything stops\nFinally, you put my love on top" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Time of Our Lives with the following description: When Pitbull and Ne-Yo come together, you know the end product will be a big party track!\nTrying to replicate the success of their 2011 collaboration Give Me Everything, the duo dedicates this song to those who are going through tough financial times, spurring them on to spend their last few dollars in the club. It appears as track 4 on Pitbulls 8th studio album, Globalization as well as track 6 Ne-Yo’s 6th studio album, Non-Fiction.\nSpoiler Alert – Unfortunately Pitbull doesn’t rhyme Kodak with Kodak this time :( Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Pre-Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nI knew my rent was gon' be late about a week ago\nI worked my ass off, but I still can't pay it though\nBut I got just enough\nTo get off in this club\nHave me a good time, before my time is up\nHey, let's get it now\n[Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nOooh! I want the time of my life\nOh baby, ooh...\nGive me the time of my life\nEh, eh, eh\nLet's get it now\n[Verse 1: Pitbull]\nMr. Worldwide\nNe-Yo\nThis the last twenty dollars I got\nBut I'ma have a good time ballin' tonight\nTell the bartender, line up some shots\n'Cause I'ma get loose tonight\nShe's on fire, she's so hot\nI'm no liar, she burned up the spot\nLook like Mariah, I took another shot\nTold her drop, drop, drop, drop it like it's hot\nDirty talk, dirty dance\nShe a freaky girl and I'm a freaky man\nShe on the rebound, broke up with her ex\nAnd I'm like Rodman, ready on deck\nI told her, \"Wanna ride out?\", and she said, \"Yes\"\nWe didn't go to church, but I got blessed [Pre-Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nI knew my rent was gon' be late about a week ago\nI worked my ass off, but I still can't pay it though\nBut I got just enough\nTo get off in this club\nHave me a good time, before my time is up\nHey, let's get it now\n[Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nOooh! I want the time of my life\nOh baby ooh give me the time of my life\nEh, eh, eh\nLet's get it now\n[Verse 2: Pitbull]\nTonight I'mma lose my mind\nBetter get yours cause I'm gonna get mine\nParty every night, like my last\nMami know the drill, shake that ass\nGo ahead baby let me see what you got\nYou know you got the biggest booty in this spot\nAnd I just wanna see that thing drop\nFrom the back to the front to the top\nYou know me I'm off in the cut\nAlways like a squirrel, looking for a nut\nThis isn't for show I'm not talking 'bout luck\nI'm not talking 'bout love, I'm talking 'bout lust\nNow let's get loose, have some fun\nForget about bills and the first of the month\nIt's my night, your night, our night, let's turn it up [Pre-Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nI knew my rent was gon' be late about a week ago\nI worked my ass off, but I still can't pay it though\nBut I got just enough\nTo get off in this club\nHave me a good time, before my time is up\nHey, let's get it now\n[Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nOooh! I want the time of my life\nOh baby ooh give me the time of my life\nEh, eh, eh\nLet's get it now\n[Bridge: Ne-Yo]\nEverybody goin' through something\n(Everybody goin' through something)\nI said, everybody goin' through something\n(Everybody goin' through something)\nSo you might as well you roll it up\nPour it up, drink it up, throw it up tonight\nI said, everybody goin' through something\n(Everybody goin' through something)\nSaid, everybody goin' through something\n(Everybody goin' through something)\nSo you might as well you roll it up\nPour it up, drink it up, throw it up tonight, yeah... [Break: Pitbull]\nThis for everybody going through tough times\nBelieve me, been there, done that\nBut every day above ground is a great day, remember that\n—Dale!\n[Pre-Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nI knew my rent was gon' be late about a week ago\nI worked my ass off, but I still can't pay it though\nBut I got just enough\nTo get off in this club\nHave me a good time, before my time is up\nHey, let's get it now\n[Chorus: Ne-Yo]\nOooh! I want the time of my life\nOh baby ooh give me the time of my life\nLet's get it now" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called FaceTime with the following description: “FaceTime” is a unique track on Issa Album as it is a departure from the common themes of the street hustle, tough upbringing, and violence that normally make up 21 Savage songs. Here, he is describing his feelings for a girl and their potential future together.\nDays before the release of Issa Album, rumors placed 21 Savage to be dating Amber Rose.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: YG]\nMustard on the beat, ho\n[Verse 1]\nHenny in my system, I'm gone (I'm gone)\nSpeedin' on the E way, all gone (gone)\nGirl you put up with that nigga? You strong (you strong)\nAin't no need to play games, I'm grown (I'm grown)\nOut there cheating, man, it turn ya heart cold (heart cold)\nShe don't wanna hear the lies this old (this old)\nTakin' shots even when it's too strong (too strong)\nFuck a nigga, lick her, make her moan (her moan)\nGotta get up in the mornin', she grown (she grown)\nI be drankin', I be drivin', I'm wrong (I'm wrong)\nHad a long day at work and I know (I Know)\nI can't text my girl, I'm on my way home (way home)\n[Chorus]\nI'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)\nI won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)\nGirl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)\nI won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)\n[Refrain]\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, baby\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, baby\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, baby\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, yeah [Verse 2]\nI take her shoppin', that's easy (that's easy)\nFuck the summer, girl I ball all season (all season)\nShe don't want me to think that she easy (she easy)\nBut she ain't tryna make it seem like she teasin' (she teasin')\nWe just chillin' at the bar and she cheesin' (she cheesin')\nBuy a hundred shots for no reason (reason)\nMan, I'm tryna take you home this evening (this evening)\nBrown liquor got her panties leakin' (leakin')\nThat nigga stealin' pussy, he thiefin' (he thiefin')\nOG Kush, I'm chiefin' (I'm chiefin')\nLet me swim inside your pool, yeah, the deep end (deep end)\nAnd we can get drunk all weekend (weekend)\n[Chorus]\nI'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)\nI won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)\nGirl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)\nI won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)\nI'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)\nI won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)\nGirl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)\nI won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)\n[Refrain]\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, baby\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, baby\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, baby\nWe can get drunk all weekend\nLet's get drunk all weekend, yeah [Chorus]\nI'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)\nI won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine)\nGirl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine)\nI won't take your love for granted if you don't take mine (take mine)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called We Major with the following description: Casey Veggies and Starreon rapped over Kanye West’s “We Major” from Late Registration.\nThroughout Customized Greatly Vol. 1, Casey states that Kanye is one of his biggest influences. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah, yeah\nIt feels good to be home\nCome on homie, we major\nYeah, come on\n[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]\nYou know you got takes to get it\n[?] rhymes I couldn't wait to spit 'em\nNew sneakers came out, I was late to get 'em\nJust do your job\nIf not, I catch you in the two door side\nIt's so hard to get out the backseat\nGot cool and then they swagger attacked me\n[?] she back slap me\nSexual harassing, black on black harassment\nPass that, it was past tense\nGot the ball and I ain't passed since\nNever got in the game, I was last benched\nPassed out on my last [?]\nGot dropped down from JV to Fresh Prince\nYeah how cool is that\nYou the leader but I rule the facts\nAnd the verse is finished\nAnd y'all know I can't hurts to finish\n[?] reimbursed denim\nGraduated yeah [?]\nYeah I stopped to [?]\nGet the money by chasing dreams\nGirls [?] and now I'm chasing queens\n[?] crack laced in [?]\nAnd niggas license facing fiends\nSo I pulled up on 'em with a new tee and a cool tux, homie\nThey like \"Casey, how much can you loan me?\"\nI'm like \"I don't know homie\"\nI'ma [?] homie\nI don't need Ralph Lauren, the money don't me calone me\nYou can't clone me, have you realized that?\nGraduation dropped and now the asshole is back\nNow I'm shitting on you niggas, now whose asshole's that?\nYou can't talk to my girl, the asshole's back\nI [?] give me a pat on my back\nI passed on the tests but I remember you forever\nI'm on top of y'all niggas like New Eras\nTwo minutes and something seconds is what I'm going for\nMy dreams is what I'm flowing for\nCause I'ma do some music, do some shows\nGet a deal, I got to go\nSee this real, that's so\nI don't know, got to go\nNiggas know\nWe can float, we can go\nTo the moon and I'll be back soon, soon [Verse 2: Starreon]\nYou motherfuckers better get back, get back\nJust like Stevie, you can't see me\nGet burnt like CDs\nMoney tall and green call it Luigi\nCan't leave this game alone, this game needs me\nCause I'm just nice when I touch mics\nLeave haters broken up like crushed ice\nTakeover the world yes, I just might\nFlow like a faggot shirt, I'm just tight\nThe flow [?] so hot out the microwave\nMiddle finger to everybody who like to hate\nI make hip-hop straight for the children\nThey say I'm cold for this one, I tell 'em I'm chilling\nI'm so crazy but there ain't nobody stopping me\nGot to get my chips up, stack it like Monopoly\nAnd if I land on your shit, I'm buying property\nI'm just a mouse tryna cop cheese\nHe don't know how to spit so hard\nI'm just tryna catch a break like a Kit-Kat bar, ya dig?\nNo shovel involved, me I'm like a puzzle to solve\nYou can't solve me, I'm sorry\n[Outro]\nYou motherfuckers better...\nYou motherfuckers better...\nYou motherfuckers better...\nYou motherfuckers better..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Life Is What You Make It with the following description: “Life Is What You Make It” is a song by Julia Michaels for the Bruton Burn Series (Ultra Stylish Dance Pop). She wrote the track with Joleen Belle, who has also worked with Julia on her 2012 Extended Play, Futuristic. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSometimes the rain keeps pourin' on me\nAnd it's cold, cold\nA gray sky parade and it's so ugly\nIt gets old, old\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIt's bringin' me down (down)\nIt's holdin' me back (back)\nI don't know how but it's not gonna last, 'cause\nI won't let nothin' crash my party\nOh-oh\n[Chorus]\nLife is what, you make it\nSo let's make it great\nYou want it, go take it\nJump in and celebrate\nLive on the edge\nGrab a guitar\nSing to the crowd that \"you are who you are\"\nLife is what, you make it\nSo let's make it great\n[Verse 2]\nHigh heels are killin'\nBut I keep dancin' (yeah, yeah)\nI got one time around, no second chances\nSo dance, dance [Pre-Chorus]\nIt can't bring me down (down)\nIt won't hold me back (back)\nI'll work it out no matter how bad\nWhen the lights turn off, I'm still flashin'\nYeah!\n[Chorus]\nLife is what, you make it\nSo let's make it great\nYou want it, go take it\nJump in and celebrate\nLive on the edge\nGrab a guitar\nSing to the crowd that \"you are who you are\"\nLife is what, you make it\nSo let's make it great\n[Bridge]\nHere I go\nDrinkin' from a cup\nIt's time for\nWhat I see it all fell dark (?)\n[Chorus]\nLife is what, you make it\nSo let's make it great\nYou want it, go take it\nJump in and celebrate\nLive on the edge\nGrab a guitar\nSing to the crowd that \"you are who you are\"\nLife is what, you make it\nSo let's make it great\nSo let's make it great" } ]