conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Atlanta on Fire with the following description: One of the unreleased tracks from the scrapped Shady/Aftermath Statlanta album.
  According to the original tracklist, this part of the track was originally called “The Next One” (the first part being “Testify”/“Classic Shit”). Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Hook: Stat Quo]
  I'm the next one next one
  Motherfuckers can't fuck with me with me
  Got a problem shorty come get me
  Nah, I ain't Dr. Dre, nah, I ain't Eminem or 50, dog I’m Stat
  [Verse 1: Stat Quo]
  As I think back, retract, from the classroom to the trap
  Freida's only son had to hustle for scraps
  It's hard to relax when your wage minimum, bein' broke
  Fuck, with my adrenaline before Dre and Eminem
  I was trying to get on demo tapes state to state
  Performing at clubs and doing whatever it takes
  Relying on faith hopin' my dreams take shape
  And my fate meeting (?)
  I would wait for these A&R’s say I ain’t grind bitch
  Spendin' my last dime on this studio time shit
  A lot of folk told me I was stupid for trying this
  Situation crucial feds off in my climate
  Home environment taking pictures of me it was ugly
  The spot got hot, scene felt like curry
  Had my vision blurry to underground Atlanta
  Hit the streets me and Zeke put a plan together
  Shorty it's now or never down to do whatever
  You see the rainfall came but I had to bear that weather
  Look your boy need cheddar like a mill or better
  I was fed up but the benefit was worth the effort [Bridge: Stat Quo]
  I'm patiently waitin', used to get love
  Now the same niggas hatin', wanna give me slugs
  Partner don't get it separated or twisted, you can't fade it
  Stat's the wrong motherfucker to play with, understand me
  [Bridge: Eminem]
  If you opened up your ears long enough to listen
  You may hear what you've been missin' out all of this time
  I've been put in a position to put all this in position
  So quit your bitchin', learn how to rhyme
  Get signed and get your shine
  [Verse 2: Eminem]
  I
  t's like this and like that and, uh,
   
  welcome to Statlanta
  Shady Aftermath and, uh, a brand new rapper from Atlanta
  Who goes by the name of Stat Quo
  Introducing our new excuse to keep producin'
  Continue to do music, use it and expand it and make rap grow
  The hottest new shit on the planet, on a new plateau
  But don't confuse it, you don't understand it
  Let me break it down for you to show you how we do shit
  So that you cats know, this is Statlanta 101
  Cause we don't want no one walking out this motherfucker with tunnel vision
  So anyone with questions you want answered
  Just ask and we'll try to unmask them and maybe explain why so few cats blow
  Just spit the truth when you get in this booth and do that though
  That there boy hot to death, you already knew that though
  Is he the greatest from the ATL, we got haters all day to debate us
  So we'll just say this: he's one of them not to tackle [Bridge: Stat Quo]
  I got caviar wishes, box Chevy dreams
  CD covers, TV screens
  The booth or the block, might go to triple beam
  I'mma make it right, hear me, huh huh huh
  Fuck what your saying, God put me here to shine
  Going on tour or white collar crime
  The rhyme or the grind, MPC or the nine
  I'mma make it, I need mine, huh huh huh
  [Verse 3: Stat Quo]
  I can care less, fuck yall, you don't make or break me
  Real niggas love me, pussy niggas hate me
  Down bitches ride for Stat Quo, they know
  The A-Town D Young County be trill folk
  Didn't no other label offer me no deal
  Till they found out Shady/Aftermath was interested
  Then they started to beg, want the truth, there it is
  This ain't a gimmick, this the south and I be that kid
  Just ride through watching lines of his rhymes
  In time you're going to find you're on a great trip
  Ain't a word I could life be some extraordinary shit
  The piece of the puzzle that fit, it's Stat Quo, you son of a bitch
  [Refrain]