conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called 2009 BET Hip Hop Awards - Cypher 3 with the following description: In hip-hop culture a cypher/cipher is just a group of rappers taking turns rapping over a beat
  This quasi-corporatized Cypher featured Mos Def with a verse from his mixtape song over “Brooklyn We Go Hard”, Black Thought (of The Roots) with a verse about his feelings, and Eminem providing a dash of WET Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Yasiin Bey]
  Peace, welcome to this cypher
  Black Dante, Black Thought, Eminem
  We in Brooklyn, I gotta do this for Brooklyn
  Listen, real quick, yo
  [Verse 1: Yasiin Bey]
  For sinners, saints and scramblers and gamblers, and dirty money handlers
  Dignitaries and champions, narcotic traffickers
  Talented number runners and racketeers
  Stars of stage, page and cameras, slang swingers and swaggerers
  Double barrels and Derringers
  , automatics and miracles
  Europe, Asia and Africa, all the time in America
  Atlantic, Ashland, Albemarle to Albany
  Bridge into Baltic, Bedford Ave., Bergen Street
  Clinton to Cadman, Church Ave. to Clarendon Road
  To Central Avenue, Cooper House, Cypress
  And live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest
  High-flyingest pilot bombardier from Pyrrhus
  Stationed live and direct, Medina mastermind set
  Dem CAN'T lock my set! Now lock off, cool!
  Peace to the nation of the Gods and the Earths
  And the Sun, Moon and Stars
  , 
  furthermore born knowledge
  Go harrrrrrd!
  [Verse 2: Black Thought]
  Uh, yeah, yeah, check it out
  Remix, risin' up outta the flames like a phoenix
  Strainin' to carry the weight of my brain like a genius
  Knowin' I'm sowin' seeds, let's see whose thumb is the greenest
  If I said it, I mean it, and did it because I need it
  Eat, sleep it and bleed it, write it down and then read it
  Asphalt to the cement, your trash talk is deleted
  Blast off! 
  I lay 'em out like a Tempurpedic
  Black Thought — I told you I'ma win eventually
  This unsung, underrated, underappreciated
  The one them underachievers had underestimated
  Finally graduated from somethin' that's so hated
  To one of the most sacred, nobody gon' take it, face it!
  I keep doin' it well
  Doin' it sans assistance is do it yourself
  Doin' it below the radar, we doin' it stealth
  Doin' it again
   for Illadelph and who else, but check it out
  Y'all see him on a job, 
  see my eyes focused where the prize be
  I'm like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney
  The difference is I give it everythin' inside me
  Dear Diary, my fans still swear by me
  Even though I'm Late Night now
   
  like Here's Johnny!
  Swimmin' with them great whites now is how to find me
  Funny how it break right down, but never mind me
  I'm forever grimy, guess it's just Philly shinin'
  Rock rolla, bi-polar like Phyllis Hyman [Verse 3: Eminem]
  Like a dope fiend openin' up a bottle of dopamine
  You're just hopin' he don’t get rope for your throat to choke anythin'
  Oh, and just think how dope he could be if he smoked anythin'
  Oh, there goes the bell — the sound of the openin' ding
  I hit you as hard as barbiturates
   in the ribs
  With a switch and stitch you at the same time before you can flinch to it
  My **** is so big, if I add another inch to it
  You would swear when I ***** you that you was actually into it
  I'm not a baller, but you can bet your fuckin' bottom dollar
  That I remember when I was without a dollar bill in my wallet
  Now, watch me kill a koala while I maul a chihuahua
  Bum a pill off of Paula like, "Let me holler at you, mama"
  It's like I'm off the bombom when I bring the ******' drama
  Used to bomb ya like Saddam
  , 
  but now that I'm a little calmer
  I'm a ******' cross between Osama, Dahmer, Obama and Dalai Lama
  Tell Miley I'm her knight in shinin' armor
  Mail a gift to Taylor Swift's trailer a picture of my genitalia
  With a note sayin', "*****, I can't wait to **** ya"
  Drug paraphernalia, beware, the werewolf will kill ya
  That's him in his sheep's clothes, he just shaved his hair off, Cecilia