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conversations.value: Write me a song called Watts R.I.O.T. with the following description: This song is from Gee Watts upcoming mixtape “Watts Up” due April 7th, 2013. The song has shot Gee Watts into the spotlight seeing how tough it is for a unestablished artist to get a verse from Hip-Hop’s crown holder Kendrick Lamar.
  In this song Gee Watts is letting the rap game know he is not like these “jiggy rappers”. With gritty rhymes over piano instrumentation Gee let’s the World know… “Watts Up in this muthafucka”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Gee Watts]
  One for the money, two for my bros
  Three for the city, now everybody knows
  [Verse 1: Gee Watts]
  Watts up, no faking – one shot taken
  My life was enticed with mayhem, just praying to God I'd make it
  City hot as Jamaicans, laying naked with Satan
  Just a kid, but what I did would probably leave Jesus shaking
  For real – it get real in the field, they kill for pills
  And sling packs to dingbats, hoping they’ll cop ‘em some wheels
  Niggas start hating, that pistol start clapping
  Rat-tat-tat-tat-tatting, no yapping, dapping
  Fake fashions? That’ll never happen
  We really with this shit – you clowns jiggy rapping
  Gee like if Biggie happened to splice with Pac and get it cracking
  I take action on acting, I ain’t playing with you
  Real whales gave me game, soaked like kiddie pistols
  K.Dot gave me respect, the homie like “you crazy blessed”
  We finna blow like C4 with no bull in that text
  Yes – Mike Jack wouldn’t make it in this thriller
  Watts up, watch everybody get familiar
  [Chorus: Gee Watts]
  One for the money, two for my bros
  Three for the city, now everybody knows
  Watts up in this motherfucker
  Watts up in this motherfucker [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
  Swallow your pride and then eat a dick, uh
  Make the rulers apologize, you ain’t ruling shit, uh
  I’m Rick Rubin in ’85 with the beard thick
  Thick bitch, type Peruvian, slanted eyes, that’s quench
  They tell you that I’m one-up, from sundown to sunup
  Son, I son niggas, I probably fucked your mama
  With no condom, that’s good pussy
  Pussy, tell it to your honor, this drama is Jeffrey Dahmer
  It took me through many moons just to set up this new platoon
  Get ambushed or kick-pushed with push brooms
  Man, look, your man look like Sweet Water
  Cornbread that break under pressure if he caught up
  Big homie said “I gotta crawl before I walk
  And if I ever run my mouth then my legs'll get cut off”
  See, I’m just a young boss in the bat cave
  Back against the wall, and if I fall, Gee Watts bring it back, bang
  [Chorus: Gee Watts]
  One for the money, two for my bros
  Three for the city, now everybody knows
  Watts up in this motherfucker
  Watts up in this motherfucker
  One for the money, two for my bros
  Three for the city, now everybody knows
  Watts up in this motherfucker
  Watts up in this motherfucker