conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Busa Rhyme with the following description: The third track on Missy’s album Da Real World, “Busa Rhyme” is definitely the most explicit and violent tracks on the album. This is due to the presence of one ‘Slim Shady,’ the alter ego of Eminem. On this track, Tim allows both Em and Missy to go off, with Em talking about his dick, punching a pregnant woman, and jumping out of the 93rd floor of a building. While Missy talks about how somebody ‘pissed her off’ and her reaction. This hook of this song samples “Play That Funky Music” by Wild Cherry. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Missy Elliott]
  Uh, Slim Shady
  Uh, Slim Shady
  Uh
  Slim Shady
  Ooh (Uh), yeah
  [Verse 1: Eminem]
  Well, I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled
  Then pop the same shit that got 2Pac killed
  Spit game to these hoes like a soap opera episode
  Punch a bitch in the nose 'til her whole face explodes
  There's three things I hate: girls, women, and bitches (What?)
  I'm that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets
  They call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward
  Stick figure with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg
   (Oh!)
  Comin' through the airport, sluggish, walking on crutches
  Hit a fucking **** bitch in her **** with luggage
  It's like a dream I can't snap out, I black out, or back out
  Lookin' for somebody 'of' to beat the crap out
  I'm bringing you rap singers two middle fingers (Eat this)
  I flip you off in French, then translate it to English
  Then I'ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
  Speaking so much Spanish, Pun can't even understand it
  [Chorus: Missy Elliott (
  Eminem
  , Missy)]
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim Shady)
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim mothafucking Shady)
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim Shady)
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim mothafucking Shady) [Verse 2: Eminem]
  I had a huge attitude, started off staticky
  Mad at you, had you mad at me automatically (One more time)
  I'm not a commodity, I'm an oddity
  Who oddly enough developed himself a Halloween following
  It's so big, if I counted up all the freaks who follow me (One, two)
  I'd probably owe Ozzy Osbourne an apology (Whoops)
  College girls, live in an alcoholic's world
  Full of url, head twirls every time the toilet swirls
  Covered in throw-up, and I refuse to grow up
  I won't budge, I still tell a grown-up to shut up (Shut up!)
  I made this rap game suspenseful
  Cause now I got an impulse game to insult you wit a pencil (Bitch)
  They waste the paper on you, chopping down the oakwood
  Cause everything that you wrote in your notebook was no good
  And as long as I stay in the studio and keep cuttin'
  You motherfuckers are puttin' your words together for nothin'
  [Chorus: Missy Elliott (
  Eminem
  , Missy)]
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim Shady)
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim mothafucking Shady)
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim Shady)
  Won't you busa rhyme for me, boy?
  (
  It's the ill, that cool?
   Slim mothafucking Shady) [Bridge: Missy Elliott]
  Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors (Uh, uh)
  We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas (Uh huh, uh)
  Me and Slim Shady on some shit daily (Uh, wha-wha?)
  What you want, what you got
  Is it hot, is it hot?
  Turn the music up, we gon' wake the neighbors (Uh, uh)
  We gon' get high, we gon' roll to Vegas (Uh huh, uh)
  Me and Slim Shady, on some shit daily (Wha-wha? Yo)
  What you want, what you want? Uh yo...
  [Interlude: 
  Timbaland
  ]
  "A person from another planet might disagree with you."
  "Well, if you want my opinion, he comes from right here on Earth."
  Slim Shady, Misdemeanor
  Timbaland
  Slim Shady, Misdemeanor
  [Verse 3: Eminem]
  I'm homicidal and suicidal with no friends
  Holding a gun with no handle, just a barrel at both ends
  Sprayin' TECs at you until you see your fucking legs
  With the bullet holes and the exit wounds laying next to you (Ah!)
  Fucking mad dog, foaming at the mouth (Grrr)
  Fuck mouth, my whole house is foaming at the couch
  Jumped out of the 93rd floor of a building
  And shot every window out on the way down to the ground
  (Keep filming!)
  Woke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed
  Chopped 'em in half, suffocated the oxygen mask
  Shit, if I get any higher
  I'mma get the East and West beefing again
  Fly back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire [Verse 4: Missy Elliott, 
  Missy as girl
  ]
  Y'all better call the police 'fore I kill this track
  Don't shoot Missy!
   Get back
  Uh, I'mma put you all in the line uh, and I'mma watch you MC's die
  Yo Mommy, Mommy, Missy done lost her mind
  I think somebody done pissed her off this time
  Yeah, I'mma have to bus' you through your chest and
  Uh, you gon' have to clean up the mess (Uh huh)
  It's raining, raining and it's pouring loud
  Never fear, 'cause pissy Missy's through the crowd
  Uh, I hear that the gats go cha-pow
  You shot me dammit!
   Bitch get down
  Don't walk when I talk, I never talk when I smile (Uh huh)
  I'mma lay em on down, like they lived underground (Uh)
  For the sounds that me and Timbaland, we found
  Get your ass kicked later or get your ass kicked now
  [Outro: Missy Elliott]
  Uhh, one-two Misdemeanor, Slim Shady, Timbaland, motherfucker
  Uhh uhh uhh, two, two, two, triple zero