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conversations.value: Write me a song called Line for Line with the following description: Released in 1996 by Correct Records, this song contains Kanye West’s first commercial rap and also serves as an example of West’s early production style. He was 18 years old.
  Via Vibe, “Kanye West sold his first beat to local Chicago rapper Gravity for $8,800. He allegedly spent it on a Jesus piece and polo shirts. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Grav]
  Like this
  From the realm of the dunzillas
  From Chi town to uptown
  My man Rashaun, Kanye, Seldom C, Sweat
  Me, Grav
  And sparking the cyph' off, Dave Wreck
  [Verse 1: Dave Wreck]
  Flow's wicked like Eurocentrics, magically makin' men emerge
  Spiritual urge, that leave from their body to surge to witness my verbs
  Leave holes in chest cavities like vaginas black
  Finger poppin' souls with facts
  Mishaps and missteps, repulsive acts nonstop
  We load the clip to keep my mind skills on cock
  Against corrupted MCs, splittin' their skulls with one swift motion
  Cosmic destruction cause I get high from Merlin's potion
  [Verse 2: Kanye West]
  Yo mad niggas got dreams of the Lexus and coupes
  Got their signin' bonus and bought TECs for the video shoot
  Ayo them shits backfired before the cameraman arrived, he died
  For his image, now let's start the scrimmage
  In the first quarter, I sacked 25 MCs
  By halftime you still got rhymes but they are diseased
  They infected with 75 seconds of life left
  I cremate MCs and breathe they ashes in my life's breath
  In a life or death situa(tion)
  I come through with the Chi representa(tion)
  And bleed you pussies every month like ovula(tion)
  The sensation'll shine through your mind
  Take it line for line [Chorus: Dave Wreck + 
  Kanye West
  ]
  Play across the board to rob these niggas blind
  When we're takin' 'em line for line
  Yo let's react with our mind, 
  kill the black-on-black crime
  I'll be takin' it line for line
  [Verse 3: Seldom C]
  Yo what you got, nigga?
  I got a fix for your binge
  Laced dope that soaks nerves numb
  Slung in slums to a steady stream of clientele
  Eager tongues fold under pressure, the parallel
  Doubt disarrays the strongest efforts like a spell
  The spell will lift, the truth be even more vague
  Infectious on phonograph, a verbal plaque plague
  That preys on focused ears, I steer the culture in a new direction
  Disarm your psyche before you can reach your Smith & Wesson
  [Verse 4: Sway]
  I write like a cartel
  Melody mercenaries that flips the art well
  A secret order of chosen artists summoned from global markets
  Plottin' precise assaults on sub-terrainian targets
  Citizens seek refuge from bombshed that drops constant
  Poetically potent content executed on some calm shit
  Yo I heard they said [?] ghettobred, thorough head
  That an MC that can't rhyme is better off than said
  Best music off rhymes like [?] holdin' 8ths
  From a malicious mouth face that makes radioactive space
  The science we seek, world supremacy over beats
  A league of crowd catalysts unleashed on the streets [Chorus: Seldom C + 
  Sway
  ]
  Why you reachin' for your heat? My shit's concealed in the mind
  When I'm takin' 'em line for line
  Anonymous masterminds shiftin' a paradigm
  When I'm takin' 'em line for line
  [Verse 5: Rashaun]
  From the cotton fields runaway slaves misbehavin'
  My cravings remain eclectic, stay pathetic
  Prognosis, verbal dope feign who overdoses
  Regain focus, but hold, the pale horse approaches
  Roaches, collect the Ls up, my head said it
  Plus up the magnetic, I keep shit connected
  When crews get beheaded, slave ring the antiseptic
  My man Sway erect shit lace it then I bless it
  Ayo, uptown heads gravitate toward Saturn
  Moon spin me while Seldom C's gone with the wind
  On the third day let my mental ascend
  Where platinum dicks make your portals do tricks
  Dimensional slits trip through space and time
  While you black cats remain blind I become sunshine
  [Verse 6: Grav]
  Risen from tombs
  To wreak stress havoc and doom
  On flesh and bones of niggas who think microphones
  Are restitutes for gods controllin'  the weather
  Verbal showers and razor blades rain down to sever
  Body parts to expose their inner skin linin'
  Death to weak foes from my in depth rhymin'
  My timin' is exact and quick to stain brains
  From gusts to strong winds and ill hurricanes
  Somethin' wicked this way comes
  Hey yo in the side of the norm
  Niggas'll run take cover from the storm
  I cause, when provoked and forced to get loose
  With the same lightnin' bolts that I stole from Zeus
  It's a holocaust with terror that most niggas fear
  Grizzly type style that's rather hard to bear
  Forces driven by ancient spirits
  That's barefoot with naps, goatees and Chuck spears
  Yo, check, as shadow emits from headstones to headphones
  Bust eardrums, leave dead tones
  In hemispheres of brains used to comprehend
  How me and my niggas turned gods to mortal men [Outro: Rashaun, 
  Grav
   & 
  Kanye West
  ]
  In apocalyptic times I let my third eye shine
  When I'm takin' 'em line for line
  I take five niggas' souls and convert 'em into mine
  Now we takin' 'em line for line
  Take 'em now, take 'em now, take 'em now
  Take 'em to the side
  Side for side