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conversations.value: Write me a song called Alright with the following description: This song was an iTunes bonus track from Twista’s 2009 album Category F5, and the first collaboration between Twista and Kanye since Impossible in 2006. The beat contains an interpolated sample of a clip from Drag Rap by The Showboys.
  https://youtu.be/4hR_0POjBs8?t=130 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Kanye West]
  On a scale of one to ten, what do you rate yourself
  Here's some champagne, hydrate yourself
  I know I'm lookin' good, you lookin' great yourself
  I mean you shittin' on these bitches, you should hate yourself
  My style so cold, I could skate myself
  But I go so hard, I could make it melt
  I mean the flow so solar every bar, could power an electric car My, my, my, whips is side-by-side, he just talkin', mine's outside
  Do you mind if I take you on a test, do you have all-wheel drive
  And if that baby purr, I'm gonna baby her
  Bitches gon' hate and maybe worse
  Cause your ice so brrr I copped you a baby fur just to work
  I know you was on pur-pur, but this is a whole new arena
  See, niggas come by talkin' bout they make it rain
  I'll make that bitch Katrina
  Mr. Kanye Omari, with my Entourage, 
  no Ari
  And a motorcycle jacket, no Harley
  She said dude, that's cool (Gnarly)
  [Chorus]
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright, alright
  [Verse 2: Twista]
  Twista where you at, abracadabra, did he vanish
  Hurry up and come out, but I ain't want to panic
  I say that I'm in the zone, but they don't understand it
  Physically I'm here, but mentally I'm on another planet
  And it only kinda made 'em look at me like I was stupider
  Now they askin' which planet, is it Jupiter
  So I let the money show cause I know stacks could talk
  I'm mackin' on bitches with my intergalactic thoughts
  In my Mercedes Benz, pull up on a chick
  And holla at her and her lady friends
  Like as rich as an Arabian, I'm kickin' pure flows
  Euros they pay me in for what I put together in the dungeon
  I'm lookin' for a UK chick with a nice onion
  Never beat it up like Paul Bunyan
  And I can't believe they let an American Werewolf in London
  Especially when drinking G's with a tonic
  Steady be trippin' while smokin' on the hydroponic
  When I spit it like this they be callin' me bionic
  Kanye with the Twist, nigga (how ironic)
  And I'm astonished haters don't wanna see me on
  They wanna know how Twista get the easy dome
  Swag off the chain, twenty-threes be chrome
  Artful Dodgers with the Yeezys on (Gone) [Chorus]
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright, alright
  [Verse 3: Twista]
  I'm blowin' on flame but yours is all white
  And I'ma pull up in the Bentley all white
  Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes
  Sippin' on some Louis and partyin' all night
  Phony-ass people, I don't feel they demeanor
  So I hop in the rocket and go and chill over Venus
  One of rap's heroes, who came from zero
  Makin' something out of nothing, call me Gilbert Arenas
  Now I'm fuckin' with divas that rock the stadiums
  Blow my brains back 'til my face be numb
  I am the shit, It don't make me numb
  Rockin' wit a swagger like I got an eight-feet gun
  And my flow be colossal cause I spit the impossible
  Whether with rhythm no limit to what I can do
  See through a prism when I conquer an obstacle
  And always get money no matter how illogical
  I follow through because, uh
  [Chorus]
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright alright, alright
  Alright, alright