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conversations.value: Write me a song called Over My Dead Body with the following description: The introductory track on Take Care finds Drake  luxuriating in his own success and clapping back at the haters… or is that luxuriating in the haters and clapping back at his own success?
  This song samples DJ Screw and ESG’s “Sailin' Da South” which was the intro on DJ Screw’s 3 N Tha Mornin' — Part II
  The last 7 lines of verse 2 were recycled from an alternate verse Drake used while performing “Fancy” on New Years Eve 2011. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Chantal Kreviazuk]
  How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter
  'Cause you know I'm okay
  Instead, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?"
  When you know, you know I'm the same
  I know, I know you don't love me, baby
  They're trying to take you away from me
  Only over my dead body
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  I think I killed everybody in the game last year
  Man, fuck it, I was on, though
  And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at the strip club
  Mmm-mmm, fuck it, I was wrong, though
  Shout out to all my niggas livin' tax-free
  Nowadays, it's six figures when they tax me
  Oh well, guess you lose some and win some
  Long as the outcome is income
  You know I want it all and then some
  Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some
  Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from
  Probably some bad hoes I'm 'bout to take the hint from
  Yeah, you know me well, nigga, yeah
  I mean you ain't the only real nigga
  They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga
  Slave to the pussy, but I'm just playin' the field, nigga, yeah
  Are these people really discussin' my career again?
  Askin' if I'll be goin' platinum in a year again?
  Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again?
  Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in?
  Man, all of your flows bore me, paint dryin'
  And I don't ever be trippin' off of what ain't mine
  And I be hearin' the shit you say through the grapevine
  But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time, yeah
  It's been that way from the beginnin'
  I just been playin', I ain't even notice I was winnin'
  And this is the only sound you should fear
  Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright [Chorus: Chantal Kreviazuk]
  Oh, I know you don't love me, baby
  They're trying to take you away from me
  Only over my dead body
  [Verse 2: Drake]
  You say I'm old news, well, who the new star?
  'Cause if I'm goin' anywhere, it's probably too far
  Just performed at a bar mitzvah over in the States
  Used half of the money to beat my brother's case
  Red wine over fed time
  But shout out to the niggas that's doin' dead time
  And shout out to the bitches there when it's bedtime
  And fuck you to the niggas that think it's their time
  Yeah, don't make me take your life apart, boy
  You and whoever the fuck gave you your start, boy
  Oh, you wanna be a motherfuckin' funny guy?
  Don't make me break your Kevin Hart, boy
  Yeah, it's whatever
  You know, feelin' good, livin' better
  I think maybe I was numb to it last year
  But you know I feel it now more than ever
  My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay
  Second album, I'm back pavin' the way
  The backpackers are back on the bandwagon
  Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day
  And I met your baby moms last night
  We took a picture together, I hope she frames it
  And I was drinkin' at the Palms last night
  And ended up losin' everything that I came with, yeah
  Feel like I've been here before, huh?
  I still got ten years to go, huh?
  And this is the only sound you should fear
  Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright [Chorus: Chantal Kreviazuk]
  Oh, I know you don't love me, baby
  They're trying to take you away from me
  Only over my dead body
  [Outro]
  Three in the morning, still going down