conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Murder to Excellence with the following description: “Murder To Excellence” is the thematic centerpiece of Watch The Throne. The song, like the album, contains lyrical expressions of the spectrum of black experience and blackness in contemporary American society.
  The song consists of two parts that discuss two movements. “Murder” speaks about how the cycles of poverty and violence between black communities that many African-Americans find it difficult to escape and how they should learn to love each other and unite to fight greater purposes like racism and unfair police treatment.
  “Excellence” treats a more positive subject. Despite all odds, some African-Americans have escaped the stereotypical “ghetto” and risen to become a new American elite. Jay and Kanye are examples of this. Gradually but surely, the experience of blackness in America is improving in a big way.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Produced by S1 and Swizz Beatz]
  [Part I: Murder]
  [Intro: Jay Z]
  Uh, bloody murder, murder, murder
  Bloody murder, murder, murder, murder
  Bloody murder, murder, murder, murder
  Bloody murder, murder, murder
  [Chorus: Kanye West & 
  Jay Z
  ]
  Paper read, "Murder, Black-on-Black murder"
  Paper read, "Murder, Black-on-Black murder" again (
  Uh
  )
  [Verse 1: Jay Z]
  This is to the memory of Danroy Henry
  Too much enemy fire to catch a friendly
  Strays from the same shade, nigga, we on the same team
  Giving you respect, I expect the same thing, uh
  All-black everything, nigga, you know my fresh code
  I'm out here fighting for you, don't increase my stress load
  Niggas watching the throne, very happy to be you
  Power to the people, when you see me, see you
  [Verse 2: Kanye West]
  And I'm from the murder capital where they murder for capital
  Heard about at least three killings this afternoon
  Looking at the news like, "Damn, I was just with him after school"
  No shop class, but half the school got a tool
  And a "I could die any day"-type attitude
  Plus his little brother got shot reppin' his avenue
  It's time for us to stop and redefine Black power
  Forty-one souls murdered in fifty hours [Chorus: Kanye West]
  The paper read, "Murder, Black-on-Black murder"
  The paper read, "Murder, Black-on-Black murder" again
  "Murder" again
  [Verse 3: Kanye West]
  Is it genocide?
  'Cause I can still hear his mama cries
  Know the family traumatized
  Shots left holes in his face about piranha-sized
  The old pastor closed the cold casket
  And said the church ain't got enough room for all the tombs
  It's a war going on outside we ain't safe from
  I feel the pain in my city wherever I go
  314 soldiers died in Iraq, 509 died in Chicago
  [Verse 4: Jay Z]
  I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died, uh
  Real niggas just multiply
  And they say by 21, I was supposed to die
  So I'm out here celebrating my post-demise
  If you put crabs in a barrel to ensure your survival
  You gon' end up pulling down niggas that look just like you
  What up, Blood? Uh, what up, cuz? Uh, it's all Black, uh, I love us
  [Chorus: Kanye West]
  The paper read, "Murder, Black-on-Black murder"
  The paper read, "Murder, Black-on-Black murder" again
  "Black-on-Black murder" again
  "Black-on-Black murder" again [Part II: Excellence]
  [Intro: Jay Z]
  It's a celebration of Black excellence, black tie, black Maybachs
  Huh, yeah, uh
  [Verse 1: Jay Z]
  Black excellence, opulence, decadence
  Tuxes next to the president, I'm present
  I dress in Dries, and other boutique stores in Paris
  In sheepskin coats, I silence the lambs
  Do you know who I am, Clarice?
  No cheap cologne whenever I "shh-shh"
  Success never smelled so sweet
  I stink of success, the new Black elite
  They say my Black Card bear the mark of the beast
  I repeat, my religion is the beat
  My verse is like church, my Jesus piece
  Now please, domino, domino
  Only spot a few Blacks the higher I go, uh
  What's up to Will? Uh, shout out to O, uh
  That ain't enough, we gonna need a million more, uh
  Kick in the door, uh, Biggie flow
  I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go, uh
  [Verse 2: Kanye West]
  Yeah, it's all messed up when it's nowhere to go
  So we won't take the time out 'til we reach the T-O-P
  From parolees that hold G's, sold keys, low keys
  We like the promised land of the OG's
  In the past if you picture events like a black tie
  What the last thing you expect to see? Black guys
  What's the life expectancy for Black guys?
  The system's working effectively, that's why
  I'll be a real man, take care of your son
  Every problem you had before this day is now done
  New crib, watch a movie
  'Cause there ain't nothin' on the news but the blues
  Hit the mall, pick up some Gucci
  Now ain't nothing new but your shoes
  Sunday morning, praise the Lord
  You the girl that Jesus had been saving me for
  So let's savor this moment and take it to the floor
  Black excellence, truly yours