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conversations.value: Write me a song called Mr. Carter with the following description: “Mr. Carter” serves as the third track to Kendrick Lamar’s third solo mixtape, C4, inspired by Lil Wayne’s sixth studio album, Tha Carter III.  Produced by Infamous and Drew Correa, this song is a remix of Wayne’s “Mr. Carter,” and features an additional verse from the New Orleans rapper.
  In a 2012 interview with Civil TV, Lamar spoke on being acknowledged by one of his influencers:
  For [Lil Wayne] to actually acknowledge what I’m doing right now and seeing it as a path, the same way the longevity he created, it’s a great feeling to share that same stage and a moment with him. Wayne ain’t no new jack to this game. He influenced a lot of styles and a lot of sounds. I would say I was influenced by a certain sound and flow and cadence that he brought to the game. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Produced by Infamous and Drew Correa]
  [Chorus]
  I'm in the studio
  All day all night
  Cookin' up the flow
  Gettin' my career right
  As I should
  Tryna get my mama up out the hood
  So don't blame me if I hustle like I'm broke
  Cause all my life I've been broke
  I'm K-Dot if you didn't know
  Aiming straight for the top
  [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
  Hub City beat
  87 baby
   87 Cudi screamin' out "Fuck the police"
  Bubble kush in the trunk, choppers in the front seat
  Get your top peeled back, don't chitter-chat, don't speak of me
  I move low-key, I think like a double OG
  Inside of an old school bumpin' oldies
  So high off life, that bitch I could OD
  Die twice, and come back the same nigga
  Lame niggas get up out of my lane nigga
  Before the big rig come through and run over your brain nigga
  Me propane niggas for their dividends
  Fuck if you innocent, Compton, all of my uncles wore Pendletons
  West Coast rider, bitch, I'mma ride her
  'Til the wheels fall off, buy more tires
  Mmm, say hello to the new prince
  I'm high king behind black tint
  Na'mean? [Chorus]
  I'm in the studio
  All day all night
  Cookin' up the flow
  Gettin' my career right
  As I should
  Tryna get my mama up out the hood
  So don't blame me if I hustle like I'm broke
  Cause all my life I've been broke
  I'm K-Dot if you didn't know
  Aiming straight for the top
  [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
  Get the fuck out of my business
  'Cause I've been handling the fuck out of my business
  Grinding got perfect attendance
  Flyer than first-class and detention
  Uh, been a winner since the beginning
  And my records show, not even in the Guinness
  What do you mean, am I finished? I'm just getting started
  But you're on the sideline like Vince Lombardi
  Weezy, new born baby? and it's my party
  And I'm kicking like a horse on the stick-shift Ferrarri
  Like new cocaine, bright yellow dope?
  Bright red flag like a red velvet rope
  Open for criticism, but really is it any room for criticism?
  When this shit is in 'em is deeper than your pool, so I swim in toilets
  Bitch, I be and I been ballin' [Chorus]
  I'm in the studio
  All day all night
  Cookin' up the flow
  Gettin' my career right
  As I should
  Tryna get my mama up out the hood
  So don't blame me if I hustle like I'm broke
  Cause all my life I've been broke
  I'm K-Dot if you didn't know
  Aiming straight for the top
  [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
  Mmm, fuck 'em all, kill 'em all off
  Send 'em off to the holy one
  Put a hole in one, like miniature golf
  Price on your head, and they trying to purchase
  No matter the cost
  Hand over the cloth
  Cloth over the gun
  Gun over your jaw
  Bullet over your tongue
  Stick my dick inside hip-hop and shorty's sprung
  Every time I get a chance to come over, I overcome
  Over the snare drums
  They say, "Who fucking with you if you the god MC?"
  I tell 'em nun
  Get it? I tell 'em nun
  Catholic nor Christian, holding the Book of Psalms
  In the back of my True Religions
  Never passed the bar but
  I ain't got to study law
  Just to judge lyrics
  Mmm, I should be the judge of lyrics
  Bang the gavel, give you a life sentence [Chorus]
  I'm in the studio
  All day all night
  Cookin' up the flow
  Gettin' my career right
  As I should
  Tryna get my mama up out the hood
  So don't blame me if I hustle like I'm broke
  Cause all my life I've been broke
  I'm K-Dot if you didn't know
  Aiming straight for the top