conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Breakdown with the following description: A track from the 2002 film, Brown Sugar, in which Mos Def stars.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: YO!
  [Verse 1]
  Good evening ladies and gents, close and distant fam
  Let me break it down for ya'll exactly who I am...(CAV)
  That brotha straight off of Myrtle Ave
  That dude that make the other dude say that's my man, (CAV)
  It ain't nuttin' I want I can't have
  The haters know it's real and that's why they mad
  They struggle so hard while I just lay back
  They sound under pressure, sweaty and straight wack
  I rock like this because I ain't that, (CAV)
  Tell the players I'm taking the game back...
  Matta fact tell the coaches, the GMs, and owners
  Shut down the stadiums, it's over
  I make the cat's in the back draw closer
  Get the comp choked up like white folks on Oprah
  Yeah you dope, but (CAV) it's more doper
  More skill, more style, and more focus
  I hit the lab with good shit to smoke up
  And tell the sound man where I wanna go from
  Blow up, skit sheet across the notepad
  School em' all from the drop out to post grads
  What history book you do or don't have
  There's only two eras of rap, pre and post CAV
  Now you know that
  Stop the train, there's no place for the game left to go at [Hook]
  Cavee is my name but you can call me, (CAV)
  It's all the same abbreviated or whole
  Shout it out so it don't be a secret to folk it go, (CAV)
  Short for Cavee but I'm not from Cali
  I'm from the rotten apple, dirty streets and alleys
  Bed-Stuy Brooklyn doin' it exactly, Get at me!!!
  [Verse 2]
  Holla!!...Like Missy and Ja Rule
  Ain't a crowd in the world that CAV cannot move
  Hot dude, cats was thinkin' it's not true
  But come front row at the show, I got proof
  I went from sellin' candy in junior high school
  To servin' spoony g for the fiends to gnaw to
  Got sent upstate on a bus, (Not cool)
  In the yard thinkin' damn should've listen to ma duke
  Come home in 99, what the fuck I'm gonna do
  I won't move bundles, I got a new hustle
  I quit pie baking, started rhyme makin
  Buildin' up my rep to be one of the five greatest
  And I ain't saying CAV the best nigga out there
  But until he appear, I'm sittin' in his chair
  And I'mma need a few moments just to get in ya'll ear
  To make you forget that dude was ever even here
  I got two words for the world: Be prepared
  I got three words for your girl: Don't be scared!
  And when they ask where the real hip-hop, IT'S OVER HERE!
  And when they ask where Brooklyn at, HOLD YA EARS!
  It's like YEAH! Chris Antione Vashon
  Capricorn hit em' off with the classic bong and then I'm gone... Ridin' back to Brook-Lan... boyeeeeee