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conversations.value: Write me a song called What the Beat with the following description: Three legends, Eminem, Method Man and Royce da 5'9,“ collaborated on this track from DJ Clue’s 2001 mixtape Professional 2. The rappers are rapping about the danger they pose to society but also let it be known they aren’t as bad as they seem, they just do as they are directed by the beat. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: Method Man]
  Niggas is like "Oh My God! Not you!"
  Yes! I'm in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest
  No contest, M.E.-Eth Man's obsessed
  With sex, drugs and rock & roll, new TECs and calicos!
  Word has it we move mathematic on rappers who don't add up
  You get broke, battered and slapped up
  8 million stories in the Nekkid, call yo' man Method
  Straight guerrilla, iller nigga kill a murder record
  My verbal shooter does it to ya
  The 16-bar Ruger, bustin' yo' funky dope maneuvers
  But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee, I'm the Super Sperm
  Splash it on your skin, rub it in like it's Lubriderm
  10 outta 10, I be the men of all men, I mean the
  Crème de la crème or schemer, 
  sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima
  True, Professional 2 (DJ Clue!)
  Now that Bush is president, nigga, we all through!
   (Word!)
  [Verse 2: Eminem]
  Yeah, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
  Why I keep on duckin' under the bed when I hear thunder
  'Cause I ain't crazy, I say shit that's crazy to crazy people
  To make 'em believe I'm crazy, so they can relate to me
  And maybe believe in Shady, so they can be evil, baby, I like that!
  I'm only as crazy as people made me
  Believe me, they'd be just as many mutherfuckin' murderers
  And heroin users without Marilyn's music
  But I figure, I make my music, I don't care if you use it
  To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it!
  Now the parents are suin'
  'Cause little Darren is screwin' Karen and Susan
  'Cause I told him to do it on Clue's new shit
  Now it's all ruined, the whole world is fucked up
  'Cause of me, two 12-year old girls is knocked up
  My attitude's 'Fuck it!' like Pac's was at one point
  Wanna come join? Pick up a Glock and just point
  Now everybody's killin' everybody and everybody's bloody
  And I'm just laughin' like it's funny
  'Cause I don't really give a shit about no-motherfuckin'-body
  I'm so motherfuckin' nutty, I don't give a fuck about nothin'! [Verse 3: Royce da 5'9"]
  My wrist is water and freezer mix
  This is Audio Jesus, the repent shit gets big
  Keep a sharp-like knife in a pop device
  So "Duro, you gotta let it bump!", I came from a hard knock life
  They say this kid be rude like this can't be true
  I'll suck my own dick like if I had a rib removed
  Vampire, sun go down, I'm still wildin'
  Bullets travel through the Air In The Night like Phil Collins
  Rock City, baby
  , knife through your throat 'til you're broke
  Rise from the underground like sewer smoke
  It's all shifty, I got all of my dogs with me
  And they all rich, and still all of they palms itchy
  We'll pump, rumble over birds, jungle urge
  Walkin' like we talkin' drunk, while we stumble over words
  Clue
   *inhale*
  Duro
   *inhale*
  Slim
   *inhale*
  Meth
   *inhale*
  5'9"
   *inhale*
  Hold up, breath!
  [Chorus: Method Man, 
  Eminem
   & 
  Royce da 5'9"
  ]
  It's just, Mr. Meth and DJ Clue
  I ain't crazy, I just do what the beat say do
  It's just, Slim Shady and DJ Clue
  I ain't evil, I just do what the beat say do
  Uhh, uhh, Royce 5'9" and DJ Clue
  I ain't bad, I just do what the beat say do [Outro: DJ Clue]
  DJ Clue! Desert Storm!
  Come on, man!!!