conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Dedicated (1999 Demo) with the following description: Dedicated is a demo that was recorded in 1999 by Linkin Park. It is featured on LP Underground 2.0 that was released for the Linkin Park Underground community.
  In this song, Mike fantasizes about a world where hip hop is not about the money but about the message and urges his listeners and emcees to make music of integrity reaching out to future generations. Unfortunately, many hip hop artists seem to be more about the money, drugs and  themselves than integrity, creativity and emotion:
  The demo itself has been sampled over the song “It’s Goin' Down” by The X-Ecutioners featuring Mike Shinoda and Joseph Hahn of Linkin Park. Mike rapped a unreleased verse togheter with the full song on a Wake Up Show freestyle with Rakka.
  Unreleased Verse (Lyrics)
  You bet, hostile when I’m rapping to you
  Got you askin God how he let this happen to you
  Bringin' on the fat lady and the fat man too
  Shoot ‘em both out of a cannon over katmandu
  If your sleepin’, I’m knocking out the sandman too
  Il'l beat the yellow out of you until your black and blue, laughed at you and any emcee who wants to scuffle to the challenger emcee and the challenger space shuttle
  Emcees so mixed up, their bones are pulling muscles
  And their bladders leaking out and down their leg into a puddle
  What’s that? Letting you flag survival tactically, you wanna battle me you better start thinking practically
  Line after line, casually rhyming this rapidly, and inamous, you never get a change to bust back at me Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]
  I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
  Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
  People don't talk about keeping it real
  It's understood that they actually will
  And intoxicated and stimulated MCs
  Staring in the trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze
  Watch them flee, hip-hop heads
  Take a walk with me and what you'll see
  Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
  And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
  And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
  And MCs have left materialism behind them
  [Pre-Chorus: Mike Shinoda]
  Meanwhile, I just grip my mic
  And hope me and my team make it through alright
  Because say what you will and say what you might
  But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
  [Chorus: Mike Shinoda]
  Because this is dedicated to the kids
  Dedicated to wherever music lives
  Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
  And dedicated to the people advancing the game
  What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
  What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
  What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
  Who are hiding in the shadows, waiting for the sun [Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]
  I've seen a lot of ****, I've talked to a bum
  Out on Sunset Strip, he asked me, "How would you feel
  If everybody acted like you didn't exist?
  You'd lose your grip, probably eventually flip"
  So let it be known, the only reason that we do this
  Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
  While MCs fight to see who can be the commonest
  Be floating overhead like a space odyssey monolith
  Over seeing the game, over being part of the same old thing
  It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
  And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again
  [Pre-Chorus: Mike Shinoda]
  Meanwhile, I just grip my mic
  And hope me and my team make it through alright
  Because say what you will and say what you might
  But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
  [Chorus: Mike Shinoda]
  Because this is dedicated to the kids
  Dedicated to wherever music lives
  Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
  And dedicated to the people advancing the game
  What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
  What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
  What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
  Who are hiding in the shadows, waiting for the sun [Bridge: Mike Shinoda]
  Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
  This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
  Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
  This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
  [Chorus: Mike Shinoda]
  This is dedicated to the kids
  Dedicated to wherever music lives
  Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
  And dedicated to the people advancing the game
  What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
  What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
  What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
  Who are hiding in the shadows, waiting for the sun
  This is dedicated to the kids
  Dedicated to wherever music lives
  Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
  And dedicated to the people advancing the game
  What's real, everybody who doesn't feel safe
  What's real, everybody who knows they're out of place
  What's real, anybody with nowhere to run
  Who hides in the shadows, waiting for the sun