conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Down and Out with the following description: Kanye coming with the 70s Heron flow, classic as always
  Cam'ron lets Kanye make his beats, but – in a utility-maximizing move – forbids him from rapping.
  Kanye has stated that this is his favorite beat that he didn’t really do. Brian “All Day” Miller did the beat, and both shared co-production credit. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Produced by Kanye West and Brian Miller]
  [Intro: Cam'ron & 
  Kanye West
  ]
  Ugh, Killa!
  Baby!
  Kanye, this that 1970s Heron flow, huh?
  Yeah, let's speed it up
  Ugh, I'm back in, ugh, ugh
  They don't know we finna kill the game this year
  Killa! 'Ye! C'mon!
  [Verse 1: Cam'ron]
  Ayo, street mergers, I legislated; the nerve, I never hated
  On murders, premeditated—absurd! I hesitated
  Observe: cock and spray, hit you from a block away
  Drinking sake on a Suzuki; we in Osaka Bay
  Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place
  Pluck your ace, take your girl, fuck her face
  She dealing with Killa, so you love her taste
  She swallowing Killa 'cause she love the taste
  I got brought up with crooking, kitchen orders that I'm cooking
  But got caught up with the juxes
  You would've thought I was from Brooklyn
  It gets boring just looking
  Did like Bill Cosby, pouring in the pudding
  Now, the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar
  Interior, inferior; Star-Spangled Banner
  Car game bananas, mob manning tanners
  Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers, he's back [Chorus: Kanye West & (Syleena Johnson)]
  They trying to say he (I'm down, down)
  I hear niggas saying he (I'm down, but not out)
  But our flow is the truest (Oh), the game's in the nooses (No no)
  Our girls is the models (Oh), they coochies the juiciest (Ooooh)
  Yeah, they say he (I'm down, down)
  Yeah, they say he (I'm down, but not out)
  'Cause I'm back on my grind (Oh), money back on my mind (No no)
  Ye and Killa Cam, the world is mine (Oooh)
  [Verse 2: Cam'ron]
  I treat bitches straight up, like Simon Says
  Open vagina; put your legs behind your head
  Cop me Air Ones, hon, lime and red
  You got pets? Me too: mines are dead, doggy
  Fox, minks, gators, that's necessary
  Accessories, my closet's 
  Pet Sematary
  I get approached by animal activists
  I live in a zoo,
   I run scandals with savages
  All my niggas get together to gather loot
  Bodyguard for what? Dog, I'd rather shoot
  I go to war, old Timbs, battered boots
  Hand grenade, goggles and a parachute
  Y'all don't even know the name of my flip
  It was "Touch Me, Tease Me" when Case was the shit
  You don't know bout the cases I get:
  Court case, briefcase, suitcase, cases of Cris', oww! [Chorus: Kanye West & (Syleena Johnson)]
  They trying to say he (I'm down, down)
  I hear niggas saying he (I'm down, but not out)
  But our flow is the truest (Oh), the game's in the nooses (No no)
  Our girls is the models (Oh), they coochies the juiciest (Ooooh)
  Yeah, they say he (I'm down, down)
  Yeah, they say he (I'm down, but not out)
  'Cause I'm back on my grind (Oh), money back on my mind (No no)
  Ye and Killa Cam, the world is mine (Oooh)
  [Verse 3: Cam'ron]
  Ugh, Killa, yo, yo, ayo—
  You dealing with some sure shit, my bitches pure thick
  Play razor tag, slice your face, you're it!
  It's I who come by, drive-thru
  Gator-toed 
  Mauri
  , three quarters, sky-blue
  Look at mami: eyes blue, 5'2''
  I approached her—"Hi, boo, how you?
  Pony skin Louie? Oh, you fly too
  You a stewardess? Good, ma—I fly too"
  Now, a nigga got baking to bake
  Harlem shake? Nah, I'm in Harlem shaking the weight
  Shaking to bake, shaking the Jakes
  Kill you, shoot the funeral up and Harlem Shake at your wake
  Just your picture, though; you still taped in a lake
  I'm laughing;
   you couldn't wait to escape
  For anyone who owed the dough, I had to load the four
  I hope a nigga heard when I said "I told you so"
  Ugh, Killa! [Chorus: Kanye West & (Syleena Johnson)]
  They trying to say he (I'm down, down)
  I hear niggas saying he (I'm down, but not out)
  But our flow is the truest (Oh), the game's in the nooses (No no)
  Our girls is the models (Oh), they coochies the juiciest (Ooooh)
  Yeah, they say he (I'm down, down)
  Yeah, they say he (I'm down, but not out)
  'Cause I'm back on my grind (Oh), money back on my mind (No no)
  Ye and Killa Cam, the world is mine (Oooh)
  [Outro: Cam'ron]
  Mine! Killa!
  You already know Harlem
  Whole Midwest, Detroit, Naptown, St. Louis
  Chicago, of course
  Westside, holla at me
  Southside, wild hundreds
  You know what it is, Ohio
  Columbus, holla at your boy
  You know what else I do:
  Dayton, Youngstown, Cleveland, Cincinnati