conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Steppin’ On To The Scene with the following description: The first track of the first EP of Bassmint Productions/Soul Intent, Eminem’s first group, named after this song.
  In July 2014, DJ Buttafingaz(Now DJ Butteh Fingiz), a founding member of Bassmint Productions, replaced the wikipedia page for the Steppin' Up On To The Scene EP with a 2nd page for the group with more details in relation to the group’s history. This information has been taken into account for annotating these lyrics. Notably, this could very easily be the first 1990s song to include Eminem’s vocals.
  NOTE: This track was recorded in a basement with unprofessional tools, in the 90s (As mentioned on the EPs cover). In other words, the sound quality is appalling, so don’t be surprised if the lyrics aren’t correct. Then again, these were freestyled lyrics, by an 18 year old Eminem, so they’re wack enough to be anything. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1]
  Eat 'em
  Every time I come back, 
  I’m putting the mask on my head
  Beat the sons of a bitches so hard that they forget where they’re at
  I ain’t saying the same thing every time I attack
  Damn, 
  I just got whooped by a new jack
  A New Jack
  , 
  may be new, let me jack this
  [Design?] a few [?] the fact
  Of an experience lack
  I just ignore 'em
  Take my energy and store it
  Who want decided to get brave
  Then I pour it, pour it
  On his ass
  Like milk over a wilted plant
  Constantly tromping in and around
  To get paid again
  I drink beer
  So, you better steer clear
  ’Cause I steer and smear
  The 
  crip
   who interferes
  Ripping a bastard up in less than a minute
  Let’s get hunked by a truck
  Suck a straw with answers in it
  Suckers are dropping in the back that I stood
  I can rhyme while I’m puking and it would still sound good
  Even when out of gas
  I’m pulling rhymes from my ass
  You won't be think as fast enough to talk through the glass
  Rain rhymes, you performed a song that you regret
  While my money is due, so I can let through the exit
  And let's get hangin' at [zen?]
  Part of me’s so bad
  ’Cause I prefer to leave a blur
  When I stirred your ass [Outro]
  Runyon Ave, stepping up on to the scene
  Chaos Kid, stepping up on to the scene
  Manix, stepping up on to the scene
  Buttafingaz, stepping up on to the scene
  Vitamin C, stepping up on to the scene
  Delirious D, stepping up on to the scene
  Checkmate, stepping up on to the scene
  Reese The Piece, stepping up on to the scene