conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called BLACK EFFECT with the following description: “BLACK EFFECT” is the eighth track from Beyoncé and JAY-Z’s surprise collaborative album, EVERYTHING IS LOVE.
  JAY-Z and Beyoncé’s reflection on being in love with their own blackness and becoming a symbol of black wealth, “BLACK EFFECT” is an unapologetic anthem. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Can you tell us about love?
  Hmm, well there's love of children
  Love of self
  Love of God
  Love of a partner
  All of them have a different shape
  But all of them is the same in the end
  It's about sensitivity, it's about passion
  It's about unconditional giving of self to another person
  And there's love of humanity
  That's the love that is right now needed most
  Love of humanity
  But in everything, in all of that love, there is a soul
  It's like when you take some eggs and break them
  And you take the shells and mix them up
  Trying to find the ones that match
  And you find the perfect match
  When you find the perfect match
  That compatibility results in passion
  Results in unconditional giving of self
  I hope I can say that again
  [Chorus: JAY-Z]
  I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
  I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
  See my vision with a tech, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
  Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX
  Get your hands up high like a false arrest
  Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
  Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
  Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest [Verse 1: JAY-Z]
  This Off-White fit that I rock, shit permanent
  Hmm, the fro that I grow got no perm in it
  Hmm, a nigga late but he best dressed
  Got slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
  Parked the Lexus in the projects
  , bitch I'm reckless
  Extra magazine hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
  Blacker than the Essence fest
  The behind the back pass is so effortless
  LeBron James to you Omaroses
  Dapper Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the culture
  I made my own waves so now they’re anti-Tidal
  I’m livin' the no sock life to spite you
  Since the Kalief doc, they've been at my neck
  Y'all can tell 'em Trayvon is comin' next
  The SEC, the FBI or the IRS
  I pass the alphabet boys like an eye test
  [Chorus: JAY-Z and 
  Beyoncé
  ]
  I'm good on any MLK Boulevard 
  (I'm good)
  I'm good on any MLK Boulevard 
  (He good)
  See my vision with a tech, bitch, I'm Malcolm X 
  (I'm Malcolm X)
  Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX 
  (Yeah)
  Get your hands up high like a false arrest (put your hands up high)
  Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test (let me see 'em up high)
  Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
  Put your hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest [Post-Chorus: Beyonce]
  Higher, higher
  Higher, higher
  Higher, Higher
  Higher, higher
  Higher
  [Verse 2: JAY-Z, 
  Beyoncé
   and 
  both
  ]
  I'm good anywhere I go, anywhere I go (go)
  I pull up like the Freedom Riders, hop out on Rodeo
  Stunt with your curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
  Gotta hop into my jeans like I hop into my whip yeah
  Mobbin' in a hoodie like Melo
  Come up out that pretty motherfucker like "Hello, Hello"
  I will never let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh
  I like purple and purple rain
  Tryin' to put red and blue together, bitch, that's on gang
  These people tryna get me out the paint
  'Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than your aunt
  Man, we started with a mustard seed
  Now we in the gray 911 with the mustard seats
  Sheesh! Matte black puma jet
  Shining my light on the world just like "UMI Says"
  Got the Richard Mille all colors
  Might hit you with the Rose Gold all summer
  For the culture
  They even biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
  I come from the finest crop
  Tell em the god's on row, watch them line the block
  The Chitlin' circuit is stopped
  Now we in stadiums, Eighty Thou a wop, watch [Chorus:  Jay-Z and 
  Beyoncé
  ]
  I'm good on any MLK Boulevard 
  (He good)
  I'm good on any MLK Boulevard 
  (We good)
  See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X 
  (I'm Malcom X)
  Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX 
  (Yeah)
  Get your hands up high like a false arrest
  (Get your hands up high like a false arrest)
  Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
  (Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test)
  Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
  (Yes, put em up, this is not a test)
  Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest
  [Outro]
  I know I've only come half the way
  But looking in the mirror I see an older me
  Not realizing all the years that passed away
  But I know I've only come half my way