conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Wanksta [Eminem’s version] with the following description: This is a freestyle over 50 Cent’s song of the same name.
  This beat has somewhat of a Shady twist and is a little sped up. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Woooo! It's Shady aka 
  the Army Shady Records
  Break it down
  [Bridge]
  I do a lotta spittin' and I don't gotta try
  But I ain't got rhymes to waste, so let's make it
  I don't say I'm a gangsta, I ain't gotta start frontin'
  I just call 
  Banks
   up when I need to pop something
  [Verse 1]
  I got a friend of mine, 
  named 50 Cent I signed
  This shit's official now,
   the deal is finished and it's time
  To get down to this business, let's go get these nicks and dimes
  So hurry up and cop G-Unit shit before it's gone
  Its like a goldmine for my man to take nine
  And bounce right back,
   gotta be like 
  Michael Myers
  This shit must be a sign, these labels must be blind
  Columbia,
   
  I know this must be fucking with they mind
  They know they 'bout to cry cause they missed out, but I
  Know how to get the dough cause Dre gave me a business mind
  I said in my line, I hit 'em with the nine
  I had a empty clip but they ain't check the chamber (Ha!)
  [Chorus]
  I ain't no gangsta, I ain't gotta start frontin'
  I just call Banks up when I need to pop somethin'
  But you gon' feel our shit, you gon' hit the stop button
  We gon' fuck you up a long time, you gon' get stomped stuntin'
  I ain't no gangsta, I ain't gotta start frontin'
  I just call Banks up when I need to pop somethin'
  But you gon' feel our shit, you gon' hit the stop button
  We gon' fuck you up a long time, you gon' get stomped stuntin' [Verse 2]
  Damn, 50
  This shit's about to hit the fan, 50—
  Fuck happened to Ja?
  He got the sickest vendetta, he must think that you better
  You 'bout to play with his paper, you gonna fuck up his cheddar
  Now homie think we gon' sweat 'em, but we just gon' forget 'em
  If he don't shut up we'll dead'em, let Yayo stomp his head in
  It's all good 'cause we'd rather rap then to let a pussy play us
  Out of pocket homie, so tell 'em,
   
  he better be easy
  Start some bullshit, he'll get his whole crew wet
  D-Twizzy, Obie, 50 Cent, and G-Unit
  Yo, he don't want it, cuz, he's always drugged out
  You won't see one picture where his pupils ain't bugged out
  [Chorus]
  I ain't no gangsta, I ain't gotta start frontin'
  I just call Banks up when I need to pop somethin'
  But you gon' feel our shit, you gon' hit the stop button
  We gon' fuck you up a long time, you gon' get stomped stuntin'
  I ain't no gangsta, I ain't gotta start frontin'
  I just call Banks up when I need to pop somethin'
  But you gon' feel our shit, you gon' hit the stop button
  We gon' fuck you up a long time, you gon' get stomped stuntin'