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conversations.value: Write me a song called HUMBLE. with the following description: On the ironically braggadocious track “HUMBLE.” Kendrick Lamar challenges his competition. It was released a week after the first promotional single, “The Heart Part 4,” with a music video directed by Dave Meyers and The Little Homies. It features religious imagery mixed with urban life, such as Kendrick in priest’s robes and a moving re-enactment of Leonardo Da Vinci’s painting The Last Supper—juxtaposing this with the concept of humility in the chorus.
  On a religious note, the song could also be a reference to the verse James 4:7.
  So humble yourselves before God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you."
  —Thus linking to April 7th, the date Kendrick told the industry to have their shit together.
  Mike WiLL Made-It produced the beat. It features a deep piano riff and a banging 808 bass line. This style of production is a departure from the sound of Kendrick’s previous jazz-influenced project, To Pimp a Butterfly. It seems to reference the character Deebo’s theme song from the popular comedy movie Friday (1995). Kendrick is also shown riding through the neighborhood on a bicycle in the music video, similar to Deebo in Friday.
  The song debuted at No. 2 on the Billboard Hot 100 on April 22, 2017, making it not only the highest charting song for Kendrick, but also one of the highest debuting hip-hop singles since “Love the Way You Lie” by Eminem. The song later hit No. 1 on the chart on June 5, 2017, making it Lamar’s first solo No. 1 song and second No. 1 song overall on the charts. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro]
  Nobody pray for me
  It been that day for me
  Way (Yeah, yeah)
  [Verse 1]
  Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
  Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now I'm countin’ this
  Parmesan where my accountant lives, in fact, I'm downin' this
  D’USSÉ with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts
  Girl, I can buy your ass the world with my paystub
  Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?
  I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
  Pull up on your block, then break it down: we playin' Tetris
  AM to the PM, PM to the AM, funk
  Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk
  If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
  If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
  My left stroke just went viral
  Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral
  Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
  It's levels to it, you and I know
  [Chorus]
  Bitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, lil’, hol’ up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol’ up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol’ up, hol' up)
  Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
  Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
  Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
  Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) [Verse 2]
  Who that nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man? (Man-Man)
  Get the fuck off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)
  Get the fuck off my dick, that ain't right
  I make a play fucking up your whole life
  I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photoshop
  Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor
  Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretch marks
  Still I take you down right on your mama couch in Polo socks
  Ayy, this shit way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy
  I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy
  I don't fabricate it, ayy, most of y'all be fakin', ayy
  I stay modest 'bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy
  This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy
  Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy
  If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy
  I'm the realest nigga after all
  [Chorus]
  Bitch, be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
  Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
  Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
  Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil', hol' up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, sit down, lil', sit down, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Hol' up, hol' up)
  Bitch, sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, lil' bitch)
  Be humble (Lil' bitch, hol' up, bitch)
  Sit down (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)