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conversations.value: Write me a song called The Adventures of Moon Man & Slim Shady with the following description: “The Adventures of Moon Man & Slim Shady” finds Kid Cudi and Eminem trading verses over ominous instrumentation courtesy of Dot Da Genius. The title of the song alludes to Eminem’s Slim Shady alter-ego, as well as Cudi’s “Moon Man” moniker, which stems from his September 2009 Man on the Moon project. Cudi’s verse is a stream of consciousness narrative about a night out, whereas Em namedrops everyone from Lil Wayne to Drew Brees while addressing such topics as COVID-19 and police injustice.
  Cudi hinted at a possible collaboration two months prior to the song’s release, via Twitter, but it turned out that Eminem only learned about the tweet a day later in an episode of Young Money Radio with Lil Wayne. When Cudi appeared on the show following the single’s release, he disclosed how he managed to link up with Eminem:
  
  It was crazy ‘cause like, your interview kinda set it off, right, the shit was in motion after that.
  So, I just sent it off and he responded back, they said, ‘We fuck with it’ and they were asking questions like when I was thinking about releasing it and all these things, and I was like, ‘Wow, it seems like he’s gonna write this shit, alright, okay.’
  
  The song was announced by Cudi’s daughter, Vada, in an Instagram post on July 8, 2020. It’s also worth noting that this isn’t the first time Cudi or Em have acknowledged each other—Em gave a shoutout to Cudi on the Bad Meets Evil track “All I Think About,” from July 2015’s Southpaw soundtrack. Cudi recognized the shoutout in a Twitter post shortly afterward.
  On December 10, in an interview with radio host, Zane Lowe, Kid Cudi gave further details on how his collaboration with Eminem came about. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Kid Cudi]
  Yep (Aww)
  Yep (Mmm-aww)
  Uh-huh
  Yeah, nigga
  [Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
  Yeah, it's been a minute, but I'm back in it (Uh)
  Y'all ain't dealing with the same boy (No)
  Got a little trippy, then I transitioned (Yeah)
  New attitude mixed with that pure raw (Aw)
  The night game, your girl called
  She like, "Do me, baby, down to get busy, busy?" (Yes)
  No dice, 
  chill, whoadie
   (No)
  In life, feeling dizzy
  Oh, having visions of the city and I go to war
  See me in the day through the late night (Night)
  Tell 'em it's the charm, I'm in freeze mode
  To the gods, can't stop a hero when he in flight (Flight)
  I'm swimming in the light right
  Go and get you some, go and show 'em something, this a new thang
  Yeah, I let my nuts hang (Yeah)
  Knock your top off with LeBron or Dwyane Wade (Yeah)
  Aww, lift off
  Can't stunt a nigga growth, better get gone, move along (Uh)
  You don't wanna trip, wanna get it on (Uh)
  You don't wanna act, don't get me wrong (Nah)
  They don't listen to the words in the song (Uh-huh)
  We ain't gotta tell 'em, we just getting ready (Yeah)
  See 'em fronting, we ain't kidding
  If you want it, you can get it
  Members of the rage, come and get you some
  Next step's out the jet from the lean back
  Running 'round the world and we ain't packed
  Hit 'em, vroom, vroom, leave 'em stuck, oh, you seen that?
  I'm chillin' where the team at
  See a black Benz pull up with some jawns, yeah, I need that
  So crazy, can't believe it
  No cams, damn, no filming at all, real nigga facts (Come on)
  Years ago, rehab
  All good, helped me figure out another plan
  It got bad, so bad
  Nah, I ain't fucking love that, man
  Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag
  True story, take you through the dark and the light (Yeah)
  Godson, got through new
  Back up in the world, it's the day in the life (Cud)
  Hit the blunt and get it (Dude)
  Raised bars (Uh), 
  same song, we did it (Yeah)
  Hot sauce, pour it on all jams, explicit
  Carry on, smoke strong, got your mama down with it (Come on)
  And the game fuckin' needed something dirty raw
  Tell them this the law and we weeded (Uh) [Verse 2: Eminem]
  So if it's God you believe in (Yeah)
  Bob your head and just nod in agreement (Yeah)
  They say time's undefeated
  I'ma be the first one who can beat it (Yeah)
  I had hoop dreams, now I shoot threes (What?)
  Got a lil' green (Yeah), but I don't do weed (Nope)
  Purp nor lean (Nah), that's Tunechi (Yeah)
  That's New Orleans (What?), fuck Drew Brees (Yeah)
  Snoop D-O-double (Uh), that's two G's (Yup)
  I probably spent on paper, ooh-wee
  Since Tuesday, probably killed a few trees (Yeah)
  But the only ones I smoke are the loose leaf
  Not high, but I'm your highness (What?)
  And secretly, you're on my dick (Hah)
  But you haters are butthurt (Ow), bunch of sore hind-ends (Ow)
  I was just a poor white kid (Yeah)
  Now if rap was B-ball, I'd be Jordan-like, bitch (What?)
  You wish you could score like this (Nah), yeah
  Not even at half court, I'd miss (Nah)
  I'm mouthwash, 'cause if I was on the floor, I'd swish (Fluoride, fluoride, swish)
  But I cannot lie (Nah)
  I got you in my top five
  Worst rappers of all time (Hah)
  I lost my spot, y'all got Alzheim' (Uh)
  King of rap? Nah, their words, not mine (Yeah)
  King of swear words and not lying (Yeah)
  You should never compare yours (Nope)
  A toll-free number (Yeah), only way you'll ever have a hot line
  Fuck's going on, man? (Yeah)
  Bunch of half-wits up in office (What?)
  Half of us walking around like a zombie apocalypse
  Other half are just pissed off and (Yeah)
  Don't wanna wear a mask and they're just scoffing
  And that's how you end up catching the shit off 'em
  I just used the same basket as you shopping
  Now I'm in a fuckin' casket from you coughin' (Damn)
  Always stay ahead of haters, let 'em hate
  But never let a traitor penetrate your circle
  Separate yourself from those who try to pull you down
  The real ones never stray, it's sort of like Medusa (Yeah)
  That's how you stay ahead of snakes (Woo)
  Emcees pull out gats, I don't give a fuck how strapped
  You're gonna out-rap me? I doubt that
  Please, bitch, I'm a house rat
  These raps are 'bout that cheese like mousetraps
  Earthlings, I adapt to 'em
  Certain things, I don't want to do, but have to in
  Order to just act human
  Like using a bathroom and vacuuming (Yeah)
  Rapping in the booth in a triple fat goose hazmat suit
  Bubble wrap and a mask too and
  I don't think that's what they meant by trap music (Nah)
  Running through ink like I'm tattooing (Yeah)
  This is music to be murdered by, you love
  Turn the volume up, I am fired up like a blunt
  Bread is long like an Italian sub
  , 
  I am drugs
  That is probably why your opinion of me's high as fuck
  And it's nonstop fury (Yeah)
  'Cause I ain't holding 'em up like an armed robbery (Nah)
  And God's my jury, so when I die, I'm not worried (Nah)
  Prayers to George Floyd and Ahmaud Arbery (Yeah)
  How the fuck is it that so many cops are dirty? (Huh?)
  Stop, man, please, officer, I'm sorry
  But I can't breathe when I got you on top of me
  Your goddamn knee's on my carotid artery (Fuck) [Outro: Kid Cudi]
  The adventures of Moon Man & Slim (Ah)
  Yes, who want it with them?
  The trilogy continues
  Serving niggas, yes, see what's on the menu (Yeah)
  Watch 'em panic, hot damnit (Let's get it, baby)
  Hope you fuckers understand it
  The realer for you niggas
  Come and get these scriptures (Yeah)
  Rap God (Uh)
  Rager