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conversations.value: Write me a song called Super Bowl LVI Halftime Show with the following description: As an homage to the city in which it took place, the Super Bowl LVI Pepsi Halftime Show featured a greatest hits performance by some of the West Coast’s most iconic names in hip-hop.
  Fronted by the man with fingerprints all over modern hip-hop, Dr. Dre, the performance blended highlights from songs by Snoop Dogg, Mary J. Blige, Eminem, and Kendrick Lamar. It also featured surprise appearances by 50 Cent and Anderson .Paak. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: Setlist
  "The Next Episode" (Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg)
  "California Love" (Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg)
  "In Da Club" (50 Cent)
  "Family Affair" (Mary J. Blige)
  "No More Drama" (Mary J. Blige)
  "m.A.A.d City" (Kendrick Lamar)
  "Alright" (Kendrick Lamar)
  "Forgot About Dre" (Dr. Dre and Eminem)
  "Lose Yourself" (Eminem and Anderson .Paak on drums)
  "I Ain't Mad At Cha" (instrumental interlude) (Dr. Dre)
  "Still D.R.E." (Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Kendrick Lamar, Eminem, Mary J. Blige, and 50 Cent)
  ["The Next Episode" — Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg]
  [Chorus: Snoop Dogg and 
  Dr. Dre
  ]
  La-da-da-da-dah
  It's the one and only D-O-double-G (
  Snoop Dogg!
  )
  La-da-da-da-dah
  You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  Y'all know what this is, but can y'all make some noise for my man, Snoop Dogg? Come on, now, louder, louder!
  [Verse: Snoop Dogg]
  Top Dogg, bite 'em all, yeah I'm burning it up
  D-P-G-C, go ahead and turn it on up
  C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah, we hookin' back up
  And when they bang this in the club, baby, you got to get up
  Thug homies, drug homies, yeah, they givin' it up
  Lowlife, yo' life, boy, we givin' it up
  Takin' chances while we dancin' in the party for sure
  Slipped my girl a forty-fo' when she crept in the back do'
  This chick is lookin' at me strange, but you know I don't care
  Step up in this mother- just a-swangin' my hair
  Trick, quit talkin', Crip walk if you down with the set
  Take a bullet with some - and take this dope on this jet
  Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
  And if you happen to get cracked—shut yo' trap
  Come back, get back, that's the part of success
  If you believe in the S, you'll be relievin' your stress
  [Musical Interlude with elements of "California Love"]
  [Chorus: Snoop Dogg & 
  Dr. Dre
  ]
  La-da-da-da-dah
  It's the one and only D-R-E
  Dr. Dre, you little busters!
  La-da-da-da-dah
  You know I'm riding with the D-O double G
  West Coast make some noise!
  ["California Love" — Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg]
  [Intro: Snoop Dogg]
  Come on, put your hands in the air
  Everybody put your hands in the air
  Come on, everybody put your hands in the air
  Put your hands way up in the air
  [Verse: Dr. Dre and 
  Snoop Dogg
  ]
  Now let me welcome everybody to the Wild Wild West
  A state that's untouchable like Eliot Ness
  The track hits your eardrum like a slug through your chest
  Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
  We in that sunshine state where the bomb-ass hemp be
  A place where you never find a dance floor empty
  And pimps be on a mission for them greens
  Lean mean money-making-machines servin' fiends
  I been in the game for 30 years makin' rap tunes
  Say what?
  Ever since honeys was wearin' Sassoon
  Now it's '22, they clock me and watch me
  Diamonds shinin', lookin' like I robbed Liberace
  It's all good, from Diego to the Bay
  Your city is the bomb if your city gettin' pay
  Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
  Dre puttin' it down for Californ-i-a
  [Chorus: Roger Troutman]
  California knows how to party
  California knows how to party
  ["In Da Club" — 50 Cent]
  [Intro]
  Go, go, go, go, go, go
  Go shawty, it's your birthday
  We gon' party like it's your birthday
  And we gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
  And you know we don't give a f-, it's not your birthday
  [Chorus]
  You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
  Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel the buzz
  I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
  So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
  [Verse 1]
  When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs
  When I roll twenty deep, it's always drama in the club
  Yeah they heard I - with Dre, now they wanna show me love
  When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love
  Look homie, ain't nothin' changed: hoes down, G's up
  I see Xzibit in the cut, hey man, roll that weed up! (Roll it!)
  If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
  Been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp (I'm aight)
  In the hood in L.A. they sayin', "50, you hot" (Uh-huh)
  They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac
  But holla in New York, fo sho they'll tell you I'm loco (Yeah)
  And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (Uh-huh)
  I'm fully focused, man, my money on my mind
  Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (Woo)
  Now Shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (Uh-huh)
  Her girlfriend with her, they bi and they ready to go (Okay)
  [Chorus]
  You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
  Mama, I got what you need if you need to feel the buzz
  I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
  So come give me a hug if you into gettin' rubbed
  You can find me in the club
  ["Family Affair" — Mary J. Blige]
  [Chorus]
  Let's get it crunk up on
  Have fun up on up in this dancery
  We got y'all open, now ya floatin'
  So you gots to dance for me
  [Verse 1]
  Come on, everybody, get on up
  'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk
  Mary J. is in the spot tonight
  And I'ma make it feel alright (Make it feel alright)
  Come on, baby, just party with me
  Let loose and set your body free (Oh)
  Leave your situations at the door
  But when you step inside, jump on the floor
  [Chorus]
  Let's get it crunk up on (Let's get crunk up on)
  Have fun up on up in this dancery
  We got y'all open, now ya floatin'
  So you gots to dance for me
  Don't need no hateration
  Holleration in this dancery (Holler, holler, holler)
  Let's get it percolatin', while you're waitin'
  So just dance for me
  We don't need no haters
  ["No More Drama" — Mary J Blige]
  [Verse 1]
  Broken heart again
  Another lesson learn
  Better know your friends
  Or else you will get burned
  Gotta count on me
  'Cause I can guarantee that I'll be fine
  [Chorus]
  (No more pain) No more pain, no more pain
  (No more pain)
  No more games messin' with my mind
  (No drama)
  No more, no more
  (No more in my life)
  No more, no more
  No more, no more
  No more
  (No more drama)
  No more
  I'm tired of, I want this drama
  (No more drama)
  Go ahead, go ahead and
  (No more drama)
  You demons get up out of my face
  (No more drama)
  Go get out of my
  (No more drama)
  I'm about to lose my mind
  Ahhh!
  No more
  (No more drama)
  No more drama
  (No more drama)
  No more, no more
  (No more drama)
  Heyy
  No more
  No more drama
  I need a peace of mind
  I need a peace of mind
  No more
  [Interlude: "m.A.A.d City" — Kendrick Lamar]
  [Intro Sample: Kendrick Lamar and 
  ScHoolboy Q
  ]
  (If Pirus and Crips all got along
  They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
  Seem like the whole city go against me
  Every time I'm in the street, I hear—
  Yawk! Yawk! Yawk! Yawk!
  Man down, where you from?
  —who you know, where you from?
  Where your grandma stay, huh, my—?
  This mad city I run—)
  (Rhythmic Vocalizing)
  ["Alright" — Kendrick Lamar]
  [Intro]
  Alls my life, I has to fight
  Alls my life, I—
  Hard times like, "Yah!"
  Bad trips like, "Yah!"
  Nazareth
  I'm on one, you on one
  God got us, we gon' be alright, ho!
  [Chorus]
  We gon' be alright (Ahh)
  We gon' be alright (Oh)
  We gon' be alright
  Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
  Huh?
  We gon' be alright
  Huh?
  We gon' be alright
  Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be al—
  [Verse]
  Uh, and when I wake up
  I recognize you're looking at me for the pay stub
  But homicide looking at you from the face down
  MAC-11 even boom with the bass down
  Schemin'—let me tell you 'bout my life
  Painkillers only put me in the twilight
  Where pretty, uh, uh, is the highlight
  Now tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows
  Twenty of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me
  Reaping everything I sow, karma coming heavy
  No preliminary hearing on my record
  Tell 'em I'm a gangster in silence for the record, uh
  Tell the world I think I've gone cray
  Drown inside my vices all day
  Won't you please believe when I—
  Won't you please believe when I—
  [Pre-Chorus]
  Wouldn't you know
  We been hurt, down before
  Ah, when our pride was low
  Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?"
  Ah, and we hate—
  Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho'
  Ah, I'm at the preacher door
  Knees gettin' weak, gun might blow
  We gon' be al—(right)
  [(Freestyle) — Kendrick Lamar]
  [Interlude: Kendrick Lamar and (back-up dancers)]
  35 summers in the making', stop fakin', you forgot about Dre (Alright)
  35 summers in the makin', I'm talkin' N.W.A (Alright)
  35 summers in the makin', stop fakin', you forgot about Dre (Alright)
  35 summers in the makin', I'm talkin' N.W.A (Alright)
  ["Forgot About Dre" — Dr. Dre (feat. Eminem)]
  [Chorus: Eminem]
  Nowadays, everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
  But nothin' comes out when they move their lips
  Just a bunch of gibberish
  And motherf- act like they forgot about Dre
  Nowadays, everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
  But nothin' comes out when they move their lips
  Just a bunch of gibberish
  And motherf- act like they forgot about Dre
  ["Lose Yourself" — Eminem]
  [Intro]
  Whoa
  If you had one shot
  One opportunity to seize everything you ever wanted
  One moment—would you capture it?
  [Verse 1]
  His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
  There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
  He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
  To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
  What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
  He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
  He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now
  The clock's run out, time's up, over—blaow!
  Snap back to reality, ope there goes gravity, ope
  There goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad but he won't
  Give up that easy, no, he won't have it, he knows
  His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter, he's dope
  He knows that but he's broke, he's so stagnant, he knows
  When he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
  Back to the lab again yo, this old rhapsody
  Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him, and
  [Chorus]
  You better lose yourself in the music
  The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (Go!)
  You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
  This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
  You better lose yourself in the music
  The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (Go!)
  You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
  This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
  You better…
  (Lose yourself)
  Los Angeles, make some noise!
  You better lose yourself in the music
  The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (Go!)
  You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
  This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
  You better lose yourself in the music
  The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (Go!)
  You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
  This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
  You better…
  (Lose yourself)
  ["
  I Ain't Mad At Cha
  " — 2Pac]
  [Instrumental Interlude]
  ["Still D.R.E." — Dr. Dre (feat. Snoop Dogg)]
  [Intro: Snoop Dogg and 
  Dr. Dre
  ]
  Still Snoop Dogg and D.R.E. (Check)
  Guess who's back?
  I see you still doin' it
  Please make some noise for Dr. Dre!
  [Verse 1: Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg]
  It's still Dre Day (Ah?) AK (Ah?)
  Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
  'Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock
  You hear the bass from the truck when I'm on the block
  Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off
  How, homie, my last album was 
  The Chronic
  ?
  They wanna know if he still got it
  They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
  (If you ain't up on thangs)
  Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game (Still)
  Still puffin' my leaves, still touchin' the beats
  Still not lovin' police
  Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease
  Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213
  Still the beats bang, still doin' my thang
  Since I left ain't too much changed (Still)
  [Chorus: Snoop Dogg & 
  Dr. Dre
  ]
  I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
  (Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
  Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
  And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.
  I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
  (Still) Hittin' them corners in them low-lows, girl
  Still takin' my time to perfect the beat
  And I still got love for the streets, it's the D.R.E.