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conversations.value: Write me a song called Poe Mans Dreams (His Vice) with the following description: The title, “Poe Man’s Dreams,” is a play on the southern pronunciation of ‘poor,’ but also alludes to the classic American writer Edgar Allan Poe. Poe’s cause of death in 1849 was inconclusive, but many historians suspect he died of symptoms related to alcohol poisoning. In this sense, he gave in to his vice, which led to his early demise.
  Edgar Allan Poe was famous for moving away from romanticism in his work. Instead, he constructed concepts based on realistic or sometimes horrific situations that many literary analysts believe reflected his life. Kendrick Lamar and GLC do the same thing here, rapping about real-life situations.
  Kendrick touches on such themes as giving in to peer pressure or bad habits. This track also sounds similar to Kanye West’s February 2004 track, “Spaceship,” which appears on his first album, The College Dropout—another song which features GLC. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
  I used to want to see the penitentiary way after elementary
  Thought it was cool to look the judge in the face when he sentenced me
  Since my uncles was institutionalized
  My intuition had said I was suited for family ties
  My mama is stressin', my daddy tired
  I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
  Every minute, hour, and second, ministers tried to save me
  How I'm gon' listen when I don't even hear God?
  Heaven or hell, base it all on my instincts
  My hands dirty, you worried 'bout mud in your sink
  You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga
  The same nigga that kill with you'll squeal with you
  I deal with you like my son, stare at the sun
  And you'll be looking in my eyes, homie
  Stand for something or fall for anything
  And you working with two left feet at the skating rink
  But anyway, this for my niggas
  Uncles, twenty-three hours, sendin' me pictures
  I want you to know that I'm so determined to blow
  That you hear the music I wrote, hope it get you off death row
  You came home to a pocket full of stones
  A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
  So when I touch the pen, the pen is in my view
  I'ma get it right, just so you [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  [Refrain: GLC]
  And I do this for the city
  Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me
  Fuck the police, they gon' have to come and get me
  If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me
  [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
  You like to mistake a street nigga for real nigga
  The same nigga that kill with you'll squeal with you
  I like to start it out from the bottom and build with you
  Be on my last dollar and split the bill with you
  I'm twenty-three with morals and plans of living cordial
  Not rich, but wealthy, there's nothing you can tell me
  My killings are not remorseful
  The city got my back, and for that, I give them my torso
  You think about it and don't call me lyrical
  'Cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil and spiritual
  I know some rappers using big words to make they similes curve
  My simplest shit be more pivotal
  I penetrate the hearts of good kids and criminals
  Worrisome individuals that live life critical
  So won't you bear witness while I bare feet?
  So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me
  But anyway, this for my pops
  On his lunch break eating in that parking lot
  On "Wanna Be Heard," probably thought he worked my nerves
  But really he was stressing me gettin' what I deserve
  Somebody said my name on the radio
  He ain't know I was ready for the world that minute
  So the next time he roll up and drop grams in it
  He probably be out of work, laid back, while he [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  Smoke good, eat good, live good
  [Refrain: GLC]
  And I do this for the city
  Got some Hennessy and my real niggas with me
  Fuck the police, they gon' have to come and get me
  If it feel good to you, holler if you hear me
  [Outro: GLC]
  Church is definitely on the move and now we done took it up to the cathedral
  'Cause the ism is enormous, you know what I'm talking 'bout?
  We out here rotating under the five P's
  Proper preparation prevents poor performance, You know what I'm talking 'bout?
  Doing my thing 'cause I'm rotating with my speakers thumping
  From the Windy City streets all the way out here to the streets of Compton
  Know what I'm talking 'bout?
  Church is definitely on the move and we gon' continue to hustle and grow and develop by far
  As I rotate with my true player partner by the name of Kendrick Lamar, you know what I'm talking 'bout?
  This is the ism, this is the vision, you know what I'm talking 'bout?
  Gotta get up off your ass and get it, man
  That's the only way your pockets gon' expand
  I tell you everyday, you know what I'm talking 'bout?
  Apply yourself to supply your wealth
  Only limitations you'll ever have are those that you place upon yourself
  Church is definitely on the move, you know what I'm talking 'bout?
  Exercise your ism, and don't depend on no one else
  Cathedral, church, ism