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[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called What I’ve Done (M. Shinoda Remix) with the following description: The Mike Shinoda remix of “What I’ve Done” is a re-working of the Distorted Remix, also remixed by Shinoda and released on the “Bleed It Out” single, except with a shorter bridge and with the guitar cutting out at the lead-up into the last chorus.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nIn this farewell\nThere's no blood, there's no alibi\n'Cause I've drawn regret\nFrom the truth of a thousand lies\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo, let mercy come\nAnd wash away what I've done\n[Chorus]\nI'll face myself\nTo cross out what I've become\nErase myself\nAnd let go of what I've done\n[Verse 2]\nPut to rest\nWhat you thought of me\nWhile I clean this slate\nWith the hands of uncertainty\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo, let mercy come\nAnd wash away what I've done [Chorus]\nI'll face myself\nTo cross out what I've become\nErase myself\nAnd let go of what I've done\n[Bridge]\nFor what I've done, I'll start again\nAnd whatever pain may come\nToday, this ends\nAnd forgiving what I've done\n[Chorus]\nI'll face myself\nTo cross out what I've become\nErase myself\nAnd let go of what I've done\n[Outro]\n(Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na)\nWhat I've done\n(Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na)\nForgiving what I've done\n(Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Stuntin with the following description: Stuntin' is a freestyle from Wayne’s third installment of the Dedication series. He samples this song from David Banner and he invites Drizzy to spit alongside him as they stunt lyrically with their metaphors and liquid sequitur. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Drake]\n(Dramatic, nigga!)\nWell, alright, here I go\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nI'm a rapper-turned-singer, and you can tell that he smoke\nBut I don't need my vocal cords, \nall I hit is C-notes\nN.E.R.D. flow, I spaz if I'm pre-voked\nI'm about to change the fucking game, pass the remote\nMoney is everything, and it's every other thing\nI'm part of the choir, that's the motto that my brother sing\nCash is the right now, women are postgame\nMoneyOverBitches dot com, check the domain\nIt's coming too soon, album on the way\nPeople ask me if I pray, I say, \"Yeah, once in a blue moon\"\nOops, I mean a red moon, I did it again, Tune\nLet me leave a space in for your Blood affiliation, I state\nHeavy metaphors, flow so overweight\nI could rap around these other young'un's like a cobra snake\nFrostbite Drizzy, nigga, nobody as cold as Drake\nKeep your ass in-line, don't be tryna roller skate\nFuck all the discrete shit, I get on some deep shit\nI am 21, tell me, who do I compete with?\nI'm on my elite shit, you could tell I'm real\n'Cause I'm gettin' hood love and I ain't even talkin' street shit\nYoung Angel, Young Lion, I'm done tryin'\nI'm just doin'\n, who's drinkin'? 'Cause I'm buyin'\nIt's on me, everything is on me\nAnd my girl is still down like she's fuckin' Jon B\nAnd when I go dumb, I tend to do dumb shit\nI just listened back and now I'm sounding like a trumpet\nThis for all the strippers 'cause I know that they gone bump it\nTell 'em, \"Back it up and dump it, back it, back it up and dump it\"\nAin't no pistols here, your money will disappear\nMy accountant will feed his family off my fiscal year\nTax brackets and back-and-forth faxes\nMy money coming full circle, get up on my axis\nNebby, I'ma kill 'em, only 'cause I promised\nThey think I'm bein' cocky, but I'm only bein' honest\nI'm swallowin' the Goose, got a model gettin' loose\nAnd I never party 'less I got some bottles in the booth\nI just walk up on the scene, I'm about to take this\nI'm just havin' patience, 'cause I want it to make sense\nWhite cup, orange pop, Tennessee State shit\nDrop a four in it and appreciate the greatness, Drizzy [Interlude: DJ Drama]\n(\nGangsta!\n) I just want y'all to remember\nThat this is the first mixtape you bumped\nWhile you had a Black president\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nYeah, p-p-pass the dro\nI am such a beast and you can ask them hoes\nAnd they might even say you should leave me alone\nAnd homie's scared, 'Cause his bitch like me\nStuntin' is a habit, get it from my daddy\nJust like Shaggy, I tote that boom-bastic\nI'm a rude bastard, I don't give a fuck 'bout y'all\nI ain't talkin' marbles, you can pluck my balls\nAnd yes, I'm fallin', but up, I fall\nAnd if your bitch in heat, she could fuck my dog\nI went from penny pinchin' to private planes\nNever sat on any benches, I got in games\nStarter, Carter, ball harder\nTen girls, penthouse suite, y'all order\nWhatever y'all please: wine, crackers, and cheese\nThey take off their clothes and put on my tees\nThe supplement I've taken got me feelin' mighty\nMy gun and money don't split, call that shit Siamese\nYes, my watch make the frickin' time freeze\nYour girl bless me, she suck my dick and I sneeze\nCheap-ass apartment, just the kitchen I need\nAnd 18 G's is why the chicken crossed the street\nWhatcha know 'bout it? My niggas so about it\nIf you kill everybody, they can't go to court about it\nWeezy, I ignore the liars, baby, I ignite the fire\nI am like a Michael Myers, leave your body in the dryer\nGot the shotty on the side of me, my bad boys follow me\nI'm a bad boy, obviously, pop one at your Ivy League\nI don't have a rivalry, if so, you'll have a cah-sualty\nOops, I meant \"a casualty,\" oops, I meant catastrophe\"\nOops, I meant, actually, you niggas is just ass to me\nAnd big, wet pussy is more like what I'm rather-ing\nWelcome to the gathering, welcome to the burying\nOr I hang you on the wall like a art gallery\nYou got short salary, and I got long money\nI got Cash Money, I got Young Money, bitch (\nGangsta!\n) [Outro: DJ Drama & \nLil Wayne\n]\nSee, I told y'all it'd be well worth the wait, right?\nDedication 3!\nChris, fuck with me!\nC'mon, it's Mr. Thanksgiving you're talking about\nThing's for sure" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Black or White with the following description: “Black or White” was the first single from Michael Jackson’s highly-anticipated eighth album Dangerous. With it, Jackson tied The Supremes for “third-most #1 songs in the US” when it became his 12th chart topper in December 1991. A few years later, “You Are Not Alone” would become his thirteenth (and final) #1.\nThe song became the fastest-selling single in the US since “Get Back” by The Beatles 22 years earlier, debuting at #35, climbing to #3, and then reaching the top in its third week (though it should be noted that Billboard changed how songs are ranked on the Hot 100 on the week that this song jumped 32 spots from #35 to #3). Billboard later ranked “Black Or White” as the #14 song of 1992.\nIn the UK, “Black Or White” debuted at #1 and held the top position for two weeks. It also reached #1 in Mexico, Cuba, Zimbabwe, Australia, New Zealand, Austria, Belgium, Denmark, Finland, France, Israel, Italy, Norway, Spain, Sweeden, Switzerland and the Euro Chart Hot 100, #2 in Germany and #3 in Holland.\n“Black Or White” was developed from a track originally intended for Jackson’s previous album Bad. Producer Bill Bottrell (who had recently worked on Traveling Wilburys' Vol. 1, Tom Petty’s Full Moon Fever and Madonna’s Like A Prayer) was tasked with creating the song based on Jackson’s basic instructions. Bottrell came up with the rap featured in the song, expecting it to be performed by an established rapper but when Jackson heard his recording, he insisted on using that instead. Bottrell credited himself under the pseudonym L.T.B.\nJackson’s record company described “Black Or White” as “a rock ‘n’ roll dance song about racial harmony”. Its lyrics, however, became a punchline for journalists, comedians and comedy shows on television about Jackson’s vitiligo, a pigmentation disease that made his skin less dark over time.\nIts music video was a highly-controversial 11-minute short film directed by John Landis (Twilight Zone The Movie, Animal House) that made its world premiere on Fox TV immediately after an episode of The Simpsons. Its final four minutes featured Jackson smashing car windows, tossing a garbage can through a storefront and simulating masturbation. When general public and journalistic reaction was outrage, Jackson almost immediately withdrew it and had it re-edited and later issued an apology. Some accused Jackson of using the controversial video as an album pre-release publicity stunt while others simply summed it up with statements like “has he lost his mind or what?” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Michael Jackson]\n(Ow!)\n(Ow!)\n[Verse 1: Michael Jackson]\nI took my baby on a Saturday bang\nBoy, is that girl with you?\nYes, we're one and the same\n[Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nNow, I believe in miracles\nAnd a miracle has happened tonight (Hee!)\nBut if you're thinking about my baby\nIt don't matter if you're black or white, ooh!\n[Verse 2: Michael Jackson]\nThey print my message in the Saturday Sun\nI had to tell 'em\n\"I ain't second to none\"\n[Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nAnd I told about equality and it's true\nEither you're wrong or you're right, ooh!\nBut if you're thinking about my baby\nIt don't matter if you're black or white, ooh! [Break: Michael Jackson]\nGone witcha girl!\n(Hee-hee!)\n[Bridge: Michael Jackson]\nI am tired of this devil\nI am tired of this stuff\nI am tired of this business\nOh, when the going gets rough\nI ain't scared of your brother\nI ain't scared of no sheets\nI ain't scared of nobody\nGirl, when the going gets mean\n[Verse 3: L.T.B.]\nProtection for gangs, clubs, and nations\nCausing grief in human relations\nIt's a turf war on a global scale\nI'd rather hear both sides of the tale\nSee, it's not about races, just places, faces\nWhere your blood comes from is where your space is\nI've seen the bright get duller\nI'm not gonna spend my life being a color\n[Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nDon't tell me you agree with me\nWhen I saw you kicking dirt in my eye (Hee-hee!)\nBut if you're thinking about my baby\nIt don't matter if you're black or white [Post-Chorus: Michael Jackson]\nI said if you're thinking of being my baby\nIt don't matter if you're black or white\nI said if you're thinking of being my brother\nIt don't matter if you're black or white\n[Outro: Michael Jackson]\nAlright, alright\n(Ooh-ooh-ooh)\nAlright (Yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah, now\nAlright, alright (Ooh-ooh-ooh)\nShamone, don't (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nYeah, now, alright\nIt's black, it's white\nIt's tough for you to be that (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's black, it's white, hoo!\nIt's black, it's white\nIt's tough for you to be that (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nIt's black, it's white, hoo!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Little Susie / Pie Jesu with the following description: Written by Michael circa 1978 but recorded for the HIStory album, the song’s thought-provoking lyrics narrate the fictional death of a neglected little girl named Susie. It is an orchestral waltz, which is an unusual composition for Michael but is simply another example of his genius and depth as an artist.\nThe first verse mentions a tune that she sings, perhaps a way to comfort herself in her loneliness. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSomebody killed little Susie\nThe girl with the tune\nWho sings in the daytime at noon\nShe was there screaming\nBeating her voice in her doom\nBut nobody came to her soon\n[Chorus]\nA fall down the stairs\nHer dress torn\nOh, the blood in her hair\nA mystery so sullen in air\nShe lie there so tenderly\nFashioned so slenderly\nLift her with care\nOh, the blood in her hair\n[Verse 2]\nEveryone came to see\nThe girl that now is dead\nSo blind stare the eyes in her head\nAnd suddenly a voice from the crowd said\nThis girl lived in vain\nHer face bear such agony, such strain [Chorus]\nBut only the man from next door\nKnew little Susie and how he cried\nAs he reached down\nTo close Susie's eyes\nShe lie there so tenderly\nFashioned so slenderly\nLift her with care\nOh, the blood in her hair\n[Bridge]\nIt was all for God's sake\nFor her singing the tune\nFor someone to feel her despair\nTo be damned to know hoping is dead and you're doomed\nThen to scream out\nAnd nobody's there\nShe knew no one cared\n[Verse 3]\nFather left home, poor mother died\nLeaving Susie alone\nGrandfather's soul too had flown\nNo one to care\nJust to love her\nHow much can one bear\nRejecting the needs in her prayers [Chorus]\nNeglection can kill\nLike a knife in your soul\nOh, it will\nLittle Susie fought so hard to live\nShe lie there so tenderly\nFashioned so slenderly\nLift her with care\nSo young and so fair" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Miss Independent with the following description: Miss Independent was released as the first single from Clarkson’s first studio album, Thankful. Critics acclaimed it for continuing to eliminate her “American Idol” image.\nIn the US, it peaked at number nine, becoming her second consecutive top ten single. It also reached a top ten position in Australia, Belgium (Flanders), the Netherlands, and the UK. It reached eleven in Ireland. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nMiss independent\nMiss self-sufficient\nMiss keep your distance, mmm\nMiss unafraid\nMiss out of my way\nMiss don't let a man interfere, no\nMiss on her own\nMiss almost grown\nMiss never let a man help her off her throne\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nSo, by keeping her heart protected\nShe'd never ever feel rejected\nLittle miss apprehensive\nSaid, ooh, she fell in love\n[Chorus]\nWhat is this feelin' takin' over?\nThinkin' no one could open the door\nSurprise, it's time\nTo feel what's real\nWhat happened to Miss Independent?\nNo longer need to be defensive\nGoodbye, old you\nWhen love is true [Verse 2]\nMisguided heart\nMiss play it smart\nMiss if you wanna use that line, you better not start, no\nBut she miscalculated\nShe didn't wanna end up jaded\nAnd this miss decided not to miss out on true love\n[Pre-Chorus 2]\nSo, by changing her misconceptions\nShe went in a new direction\nAnd found inside, she felt a connection\nShe fell in love\n[Chorus]\nWhat is this feelin' takin' over?\nThinkin' no one could open the door (Open this door)\nSurprise, it's time (Yeah)\nTo feel what's real, what's real\nWhat happened to Miss Independent? (Oh)\nNo longer need to be defensive\nGoodbye (Goodbye), old you (Old you)\nWhen love, when love is true\n[Bridge]\nWhen Miss Independent walked away\nNo time for love that came her way\nShe looked in the mirror and thought today\nWhat happened to miss no longer afraid?\nIt took some time for her to see\nHow beautiful love could truly be\nNo more talk of \"Why can't that be me?\"\nI'm so glad I finally see [Chorus]\nWhat is this feelin' taking over?\nThinkin' no one could open the door (Oh yeah)\nSurprise (Surprise), it's time (Yeah)\nTo feel (To feel) what's real\nWhat happened to Miss Independent?\nNo longer need to be defensive (Yeah)\nGoodbye (Goodbye), old you\nWhen love, when love is true\n[Outro]\nMiss Independent" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bad Little Darling with the following description: “Bad Little Darling” is an unreleased throwaway demo by Kanye West. it was recorded in December 2018 during sessions for Yandhi; it leaked online on June 27, 2020.\nThe track is unfinished, featuring Kanye mumbling as he attempts to lay down a rough idea of the flow and potential lyrical content; this is common with many demos and particularly with demos recorded by Kanye. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nThis gon' be a sample right here\nOkay\n[Verse 1]\nDun-dun-dun-dun\nBase on it, based on uh\nBased on it, it's dunno\nBased on 'em, based on 'em\nTo my love it, runnin' from it\nFor that vomit, got me ballin'\n[Chorus]\nOoh, ooh, darlin'\nDarlin', darlin'\nGood Lord, darlin'\nDunna, darlin'\nGood Lord, darlin'\n[Verse 2]\nI love bumpin', I put some in\nI got ball in, for the mornin'\nI got movement on the fallen\nGood Lord, darlin', little darlin'\nLittle ahh\"\n[?], rolling all in, threw me all (Yeahh)\nOnly want some 'til we out\nIf I pull up [?], they got\n[?], they got\nDun-sum, [?] say that\nBun-dun that I knew from way back\nLights on, got a song, where that?\nHad me done, como [?], where that?\nDo I play on a stage, get right\n[?], where that? [Chorus]\nUh-uh, little darlin'\nNiggas startin', make it fallin'\nOn me, [?], uh, little darlin'\nMake it fallin' for me\nLittle darlin', make it fallin'\nMake it fallin' for me, uh\nLittle [?], make it fallin'\nMake it fallin' for me, for me\n[?]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called LIGHTSKIN SHIT with the following description: On “Lightskin Shit.” which serves as the third track of DaBaby’s third studio album BLAME IT ON BABY, DaBaby and Future trade verses on a bright, upbeat trap beat produced by Baby’s go-to producer and longtime collaborator jetsonmade. The lyrics focus on the two artists' light-skinned female counterparts and their physical characteristics. The track marks the second collaboration between the two artists after the remix of Future and Drake’s hit single “Life Is Good”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: DaBaby]\nUh, uh, uh-huh\nYeah \n(\nOh Lord, Jetson made another one\n)\n[Chorus: DaBaby]\nMy bitch like a model\nWhere the genie? She shaped like a bottle\nFuck a IG, she too fine to follow\nPowerball, bitch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)\nTylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)\nFuck a pill, where that pussy? I'll pop it (I'll pop)\nI'm a dog, I'ma shit on my last ho\nAll the pretty bitches need a asshole, let's go\n[Verse 1: DaBaby]\nLightskin shit\nShe fuck with me, she turn into a lightskin bitch (Uh, haa)\nFamily in our business on some hype man shit\nShe ain't respondin' to my text, she on some lightskin shit, I don't like that shit\nPull up with a new ho (Let's go, skrrt)\nWrecked my four-door, I went bought a two-door (Yeah)\nWhen you out, we on liquor and Nuvo (Huh)\nI'ma dog on the bitch, call me Cujo (Grrr, bitch, yeah)\nI went, ran the score up (Uh)\nPut my dick down her throat 'til she throw up (Throw up)\nHard to hide out in public, they know us\nPicture's viral before the shit go up (Pic)\nFuck is a pic to a rich nigga? (Nigga)\nI'm havin' my way with your bitch\nThe same bitch that was havin' her way with a bitch nigga (Hahaha)\nNiggas goin' out sad 'bout these hoes, but me? Um [Chorus: DaBaby]\nMy bitch like a model\nWhere the genie? She shaped like a bottle\nFuck a IG, she too fine to follow\nPowerball, bitch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)\nTylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)\nFuck a pill, where that pussy? I'll pop it (I'll pop)\nI'm a dog, I'ma shit on my last ho\nAll the pretty bitches need a asshole, let's go\n[Verse 2: Future]\nMy bitch in the trap with a mask on (Yeah)\nI just flipped two dimes in the restroom (Let's go)\nHad the magazine tucked like a super goon (Baby)\nHad to sweep the drug money with the broom (Woo)\nMight cop the Chanel in the back-back (We did it)\nI can buy the bales with the money in the backpack, yeah (We got it)\nAnd Rolex, yeah\nAlmost went to Hell, that's a big fact (Pluto)\nI done cut up the wrist on my sleeve (I cut it)\nLike I'm suicidal on the jet (Let's go)\nI done turnt your favorite to a pet (Turn up)\nCheck the hunnid milli' presidents, it's hard to fall off, I'm super relevant (I'm super)\nOn the billi dollar, killed the middle man tryna treat me like I'm not the trigger man (Baby)\nGot a real one and she reppin' Taliban, gang (Yeah) [Chorus: DaBaby]\nMy bitch like a model\nWhere the genie? She shaped like a bottle\nFuck a IG, she too fine to follow\nPowerball, bitch, I just hit the Lotto (Cha-ching)\nTylenol, she too sick, call a doctor (Sick)\nFuck a pill, where that pussy? I'll pop it (I'll pop)\nI'm a dog, I'ma shit on my last ho\nAll the pretty bitches need a asshole, let's go" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Mirrors (US Radio Edit) with the following description: Information about the original version can be seen here. A radio edit for the song was officially released on iTunes in 2013. The radio edit is shorter in length (4:37) than the album version (8:05), and completely removes the first break, verse 3, second break, verse 4, and the last break, which is found on the album version. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nAren't you somethin' to admire?\n'Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror\nAnd I can't help but notice\nYou reflect in this heart of mine\nIf you ever feel alone and\nThe glare makes me hard to find\nJust know that I'm always\nParallel on the other side\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul\nI can tell you there's no place we couldn't go\nJust put your hand on the past\nI'm here tryna pull you through\nYou just gotta be strong\n[Chorus]\nI don't wanna lose you now\nI'm lookin' right at the other half of me\nThe vacancy that sat in my heart\nIs a space that now you hold\nShow me how to fight for now\nAnd I'll tell you, baby, it was easy\nComin' back here to you once I figured it out\nYou were right here all along\nIt's like you're my mirror (Oh)\nMy mirror staring back at me (Oh)\nI couldn't get any bigger (Oh)\nWith anyone else beside me (Oh)\nAnd now it's clear as this promise\nThat we're making\nTwo reflections into one\n'Cause it's like you're my mirror (Oh)\nMy mirror staring back at me, staring back at me [Verse 2]\nAren't you somethin', an original?\n'Cause it doesn't seem merely assembled\nAnd I can't help but stare, 'cause\nI see truth somewhere in your eyes\nI can't ever change without you\nYou reflect me, I love that about you\nAnd if I could, I\nWould look at us all the time\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul\nI can tell you there's no place we couldn't go\nJust put your hand on the past\nI'm here tryna pull you through\nYou just gotta be strong\n[Chorus]\nI don't wanna lose you now\nI'm lookin' right at the other half of me\nThe vacancy that sat in my heart\nIs a space that now you hold\nShow me how to fight for now\nAnd I'll tell you, baby, it was easy\nComin' back here to you once I figured it out\nYou were right here all along\nIt's like you're my mirror (Oh)\nMy mirror staring back at me (Oh)\nI couldn't get any bigger (Oh)\nWith anyone else beside me (Oh)\nAnd now it's clear as this promise\nThat we're making\nTwo reflections into one\n'Cause it's like you're my mirror (Oh)\nMy mirror staring back at me, staring back at me [Bridge]\nYesterday is history, oh\nTomorrow's a mystery, oh\nI can see you lookin' back at me\nKeep your eyes on me\nBaby, keep your eyes on me\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I don't wanna lose you now\nI'm lookin' right at the other half of me\nThe vacancy that sat in my heart\nIs a space that now you hold\nShow me how to fight for now (You show me, baby)\nAnd I'll tell you, baby, it was easy\nComin' back here to you once I figured it out\nYou were right here all along\nIt's like you're my mirror (Oh)\nMy mirror staring back at me (Oh)\nI couldn't get any bigger (Oh)\nWith anyone else beside me (Oh)\nAnd now it's clear as this promise\nThat we're making\nTwo reflections into one\n'Cause it's like you're my mirror (Oh)\nMy mirror staring back at me, staring back at me [Post-Chorus]\nOhh (Oh oh, oh oh)\nOhh (Oh oh, oh oh)\nOhh ohh (Oh oh, oh oh)\nUhh (Oh oh, oh oh)\nOhh (Oh oh, oh oh)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called On God with the following description: “On God” is an uptempo track from Kanye West that features production from Pi'erre Bourne, marking the third collaboration between the two, following Travis Scott’s May 2018 track, “Watch” and Kanye’s June 2018 track, “Yikes.”\nThe track continues the spiritual themes of the album and features Kanye preaching the message of the Bible. In particular, Kanye addresses his controversial comments on the thirteenth amendment and calls out the Grammys' system, while also name dropping Chief Keef.\nThe title is also a nod to the expression “on god” – a common phrase in hip hop – which means something like “believe me” or “swear on my life.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre\n[Verse]\n\"How you get so much favor on your side?\"\n\"Accept Him as your Lord and Saviour,\" I replied\nThou shalt love thy neighbor, not divide\nI'ma ride, that's on God\nHis light shine the brightest in the dark\nSingle mothers know they got my heart\nAnd all my brothers locked up on the yard\nYou can still be anything you wanna be\nWent from one in four to one in three\nThirteenth amendment, gotta end it, that's on me\nHe the new commander and the chief\nThat's on Keef, that's on God\nBefore the ranch, I had horses in the garage\nWhen the Forbes cover was just a mirage\nThey had me chasin' statues, that's on pride\n\"Oh my God,\" Bust said that's on Tribe\nWhen I thought the Book of Job was a job\nThe Devil had my soul, I can't lie\nLife gon' have some lows and some highs\nBefore the Grammy's ever gave a nod\nI wore my heart on my sleeve, I couldn't hide\nIn '03, they told me not to drive\nI bleached my hair for every time I could've died\nBut I survived, that's on God\nI've been tellin' y'all since '05\nThe greatest artist restin' or alive\nThat's on L.A. Reid, that's on Clive\nThat's no Jive, that's on God\nOff the 350s He supplied\nThe IRS want they fifty plus our tithe\nMan, that's over half of the pie\nI felt dry, that's on God\nThat's why I charge the prices that I charge\nI can't be out here dancin' with the stars\nNo, I cannot let my family starve\nI go hard, that's on God [Outro]\n(\nYo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?\n)\nOkay, okay, okay, okay" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Outside with the following description: This song describes the struggle of Carey growing up as a biracial child in New York. Born in 1970, multiracial children were not very common, as a few years before it was a crime for people of different races to have a relationship. The song is written, though, to have a more universal message of simply not fitting in. The song can relate to race, gender, LGBTQ individuals, people with handicaps, and others. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nIt's hard to explain\nInherently it's just always been strange\nNeither here nor there\nAlways somewhat out of place everywhere\nAmbiguous\nWithout a sense of belonging to touch\nSomewhere halfway\nFeeling there's no one completely the same\n[Chorus]\nStanding alone\nEager to just\nBelieve it's good enough to be what\nYou really are\nBut in your heart\nUncertainty forever lies\nAnd you'll always be\nSomewhere on the\nOutside\n[Verse 2]\nEarly on, you face\nThe realization you don't have a space\nWhere you fit in\nAnd recognize you\nWere born to exist [Chorus]\nStanding alone\nEager to just\nBelieve it's good enough to be what\nYou really are\nBut in your heart\nUncertainty forever lies\nAnd you'll always be\nSomewhere on the\nOutside\n[Bridge]\nAnd it's hard\nAnd it's hard\nAnd it's hard\n[Verse 3]\nIrreversibly\nFalling in between\nAnd it's hard\nAnd it's hard\nTo be understood\nAs you are\nAs you are\nOh, and God knows\nThat you're standing on your own\nBlind and unguided\nInto a world divided\nYou're thrown\nWhere you're never quite the same\nAlthough you try, try, and try\nTo tell yourself\nYou really are\nBut in your heart - uncertainty forever lies\nAnd you'll always be\nSomewhere on the outside\nYou'll always be\nSomewhere on the outside" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Average Joe with the following description: The Kendrick Lamar EP, Overly Dedicated and Section.80 all have Wyldfyer produced joints. In the O.D. edition, Kendrick drops commentary on Compton, his near-death experiences there and himself.\nAs revealed by Punch, TDE’s president, “Songs like ‘Average Joe’ off OD was one of the original concepts for good kid, m.A.A.d. city.”\nFrom an interview between Kendrick and RailRoadHipHop, “Average Joe” was made to give insight about how people grew up in Compton. He says that all people are good people, but the Compton environment of gang violence, police brutality, drugs, and women force kids into this survival mode and turn them into these gangsters. Also the fact that his father was around, helped guide him to make better decisions; according to Kendrick most of his friends didn’t have fathers and if they did they weren’t active in their lives. Interview link–> \n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nThe hardest thing for me to do\nIs to get you, to know me, within sixteen bars\nThat's the hardest thing\n[Verse 1]\nWho is K. Dot?\n \nA young nigga from Compton\nOn the curb writing raps next to a gunshot\nOn the corners where the gangsters and the killers dwell\nThe fraudulent tender scars that get unveiled\nEveryone I knew was either Crip or Piru\nCousins in elementary, relatives in high school\nWith that being said, each one of their rivals\nWas aiming something at my head, \nI needed survival\nGot jumped, got jacked, shot at, shot back\nAnd I don't even push a line, I'm just tryna push these rhymes\nIn the midst of staying neutral and discrete\nMy momma said you're judged by the company you keep\nBut what you can consider, that if it goes down\nThey'll kill you if you kill me\n, \nit gets deep nigga\nSo if you ask what I'm doing\nI'm tryna duck the influence of my city that's brewing, real talk, and\n[Chorus]\nThis is why they fuck with me (real talk nigga, believe it)\nThis is why they fuck with me (do what I do, ya know?)\nI'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe (know that)\nBut one thing you should consider, I'm the realest you know [Verse 2]\nI was walking from Centennial\nWhen an unidentified vehicle rolled up, and I was like \"hol' up\"\n\"Where you from?\" I don't bang\n\"Where you stay?\" Westside, that's a Piru gang to be exact\nWell aware they had blue across they hat\nDropped backpack and ran inside of the cul-de-sac\nShots rang out, hoping to God I wasn't wet\nCrossed across Rosecrans and ran inside of the yet\nChirped the homies on the I-95, they said they already knew\nWhat happened, and meet 'em outside the garage\nNever seen that many guns in my life\nI was paranoid like a fiend in the night, but needed revenge\nGrabbed the nine-ball, opened up the door, then got in\nSomebody said, \"fall back, we gon' make these niggas suffer\nYou my brother like a frat, and that's just to remind you\"\nThought about that so long I had failed my finals, fuck, but\n[Chorus]\nThis is why they fuck with me (I told you, nigga)\nThis is why they fuck with me (you fake nigga)\nI'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe (you fake)\nBut one thing you should consider, I'm the realest you know\n[Verse 3]\nI don't do black music, I don't do white music\nI do everyday life music\nGive 'em cuts like a nigga pierced a knife through it\nYou say you through, but I've been through it, now that's cold\nAnd this is for my county building children\nIn Hub City on hubcaps, no power-steering\nI use perseverance in this mad city\nWhere the niggas drink Remy and hold semis for cutthroats\nBernie Mac died, it's no joke\nDon't ask why if you don't know about these killers and thieves\nSeven grams of weed, you smoke that, but I'm high off life\nI could fall out the sky like twice\nAnd land in the land of the AKs\nAnd the minivans where the fan never on\nCause it's hotter than a lunatic's underarms in a straight jacket\nIn other words, we get it cracking, but I keep it cool,\n you know? [Chorus]\nThis is why they fuck with me (haha)\nThis is why they fuck with me (real talk)\nI'm no gangster, no killer, I'm just your average Joe (come on)\nBut one thing you should consider, I'm the realest you know\n[Outro]\nSo there you have it\nBut I'mma leave you with this\nAn O.G. once told me\nA real gangster is either dead or in jail\nOr behind the scenes getting real money\nI'm gone" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Runway with the following description: “Runway” is a song by singer Beyoncé Knowles.\nThe song was recorded with The-Dream alongside several other tracks, for her fifth album BEYONCE but failed to make the tracklist or the re-releases.\nThe song was registered on ASCAP in 2013 and was also previewed in the documentary “Life Is But A Dream”.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "....\n[Hook]\nBoy, I'm - I'm on your runway\nAnd I don't never wanna come back\nPut my name on your T-shirt\n[?] love\nPut me on your map\n...." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Heaven with the following description: \nMuch like No Church In The Wild from the Kanye/Jigga collab LP Watch The Throne, this track explores themes of religion, philosophy and existential meaning.\nThis song was originally supposed to feature Wu-Tang members Ghostface Killah and Raekwon, but the collab unfortunately fell through. Ghost spoke on this collab and his unheard verse in an interview with VladTV. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by J-Roc, The Dream & Timbaland]\n[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nHave you ever been to heaven?\nHave you ever seen the gates?\nHave you bowed unto your highness?\nAnd do you know how heaven taste? Knock me down\n[Verse 1: Jay-Z]\nArm, leg, leg, arm, head – this is God body\nKnowledge, wisdom, freedom, understanding, we just want our equality\nFood, clothing, shelter,\n \nhelp a nigga find some peace\nHappiness for a gangsta, ain't no love in these streets\nConspiracy theorist screaming Illuminati\nThey can't believe this much skill is in the human body\nHe's 6'2\", how the fuck he fit in a new Bugatti?\nAw, fuck it, you got me\nQuestion religion, question it all\nQuestion existence\n \nuntil them questions are solved\nMeanwhile this heretic,\n \nI be out in Marrakesh\nMorocco smoking hashish with my fellowship\nY'all dwell on devil shit,\n \nI'm in a Diablo\nYellow shit,\n \ncolor of Jell-O shit\nHello bitch, it's me again\nFresh in my Easter clothes feeling like Jesus and [Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nHave you ever been to heaven?\nHave you ever seen the gates?\nHave you bowed unto your highness?\nAnd do you know how heaven taste? Knock me down\n[Bridge: Jay-Z]\nThat's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight\nLosing my religion, losing my religion\n[Verse 2: Jay-Z]\nGetting ghost in the Ghost, can you see me? Can you see me?\nHave mercy on a Judas, angel wings on a 'ghini\nI'm secular, tell the hecklers seckle down\nY'all religion creates division\n \nlike my Maybach partition\nAnd God is my chauffeur,\n \nboy they love Hova\nFrom the south side of Chi to Brooklyn where I growed up\nI confess, God in the flesh\nLive among the serpents,\n \nturn arenas into churches\nI'm like Michael, recycle, these are not 16's\nThese are verses from the Bible\nTell that preacher he's a preacher,\n \nI'm a motherfuckin' prophet\nSmoke a tree of knowledge,\n \ndrink from a gold chalice\nYou gotta love it,\n \nI arrive at the pearly gates\nI had luggage,\n \nmeaning I had baggage\nNiggas asking me questions, I don't answer to these busters\nOnly God could judge us, motherfuckers, uh [Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nHave you ever been to heaven?\nHave you ever seen the gates?\nHave you bowed unto your highness?\nAnd do you know how heaven taste? Knock me down\n[Outro: Justin Timberlake]\nHeaven or Hell, the cards we been dealt\nAre the cards that we play, play, play\nDie for what you believe, only one god recedes\nWhen the shots spray, spray, spray" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sayonara with the following description: On “Sayonara,” Logic officially says goodbye to his longtime label, Def Jam.\nLogic details signing with Def Jam, his career journey and offers thanks to those throughout the company that were positive parts of his life over the nearly 10 years.\nLogic has long had issues with Def Jam ranging from being under-shipped on his debut to clearing samples and other business-related battles. He announced that Vinyl Days would be his final album under label and would go independent to further his craft after this project:\n\n\n\n\n\n — \nInstagram\n\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAyo, for real, look, let me just say this\nI wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fuckin' life\nThere's definitely some fuckboys in that building\nSome suits wearing ties and shit\nBut it's some real good-ass fuckin' people, man\nSteve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff\nFuckin' Justin Duran, Dave Bell\nChris Atlas, David Amaya\nI could fuckin' go on bro, Lory, Peter, Kate and Gabe\nWe gon' get into the rest later, man, but I fuckin' love y'all\nLet's get to this shit, here we go\n[Verse]\nThis my \nFriday Night Lights\n, track ninеteen\nFrom major to independent, as sightseen, my Ultralight Bеam\nI ain't finna go into the discrepancies of my deal\nLike the millions that y'all owe me, I gotta audit y'all for real\nBut you changed my life, that's my word\nTook a young kid out of Gaithersburg, and you'll never know\nWhat it means for a kid in his teens and his entire team\nTo go from open mics to actually livin' they dreams\nThis a \"Thank you\" to the people in the building\nFor helping me build the empire that I'm still building\nDiddy said a rapper only gets five years, we double that\nIndependent now, won't double back\nI rep the BMG, yeah, I'm the Big Money Getter\nFuck the pop shit, remember Logic as a spitter\nJust a kid havin' fun when I step to the mic\nThat's why I never understood the hate I get when I write\nBack when posting new songs on Internet rap forums\nAll the way to talkin' shit the first night I sold out The Forum\nBut they hated Jesus, homie\nI ain't comparing, I'm just reasoning, homie\nI'm just tryna set an example\nI went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples\nEgon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus\nFollowed by that \nCollege Park\n next, that's the line-up\nFirst album, the EP was No I.D\nLast album, the executive producer is me, I'm set free\nSayonara [Spoken Word]\nSo the crazy shit is right, like, when we was shopping deals\nMike, Mike Caren over at Atlantic, he offered me a deal for thirty grand\nI was like \"Fuck no\", hahaha\nShoutout Mike, though\nSome independent label offered us one-point-five, and we was like \"Nah\"\nBut Def Jam hit me up, you know what I'm saying?\nNoah pressed my A&R for ten fucking years, bro\nHe linked me with No I.D., man, and I was like, \"Yo, No I.D.?\nThat's Ye, that's Jay, that's Common, homie - how could we not?\"\nAnd we signed a deal, we inked that shit up, bro\nMaurice Frazier, Lisa Bronson, Jason Peerless\nFuckin' Liza, Nakeisha, Mario, Ryan\nCordon, I could go on\nLynn Gonzalez, yo, Lynn Gonzalez\nIan, you motherfucker with the samples\nIan be listening to shit that ain't even a sample\nHe's like, \"This shit's a sample\"\nI be like, \"Ian, shut the fuck up, bro\"\nI love y'all, Antoinette, Donna, Jamie, Stephanie\nJenny, Paul, all you motherfuckers know who y'all at\nAnd legal, man, album delivery, I fuckin' love y'all\nEverybody in fuckin' A&R, admin, samples\nPR, marketing, the execs, fuckin' Barry White's old ass\nThat motherfucker took care of me, man, he signed me\nI remember seeing a Britney Spears fuckin' plaque\nShe went fucking diamond\nI asked Chris Zarou, my manager at VMG\nI said, \"What the fuck is diamond?\", he said, \"Bro, ten times platinum\"\nI'll never forget I said never, bro, \"Never, I'm not gonna go diamond\"\n\"1-800\" almost diamond, what up? Haha, billions of streams\nEverybody in sales and commerce, DDC, Marcus\nScott, Bobby, fuckin' Theta, Mac, Eric, Fred Thomas\nAll y'all, sorry for the first name basis but I fuck with y'all\nEverybody at Radio, man\nFirst of all, let me start this shit off with Noah Sheer, Gaithersburg's own\nWe went to fuckin' Summit Hall Elementary School, bro\nI mean you like ninety years older than me but it's all good\nNicky Farag steppin' up in the ranks, I love you shawty\nLory LaMattina, Keith Rothschild, fuckin' Rick Sackheim the God\nMundo Garcia, boy\nGet a bigger pair of pants, your shit look like it's painted on\nSonny D, my fuckin' brother, Britney, Scott, Chico, EP\nLike, Rodney, Rosie, Rozzy, Brian, International, Mike Alexander\nMarissa, Mira, Art\nTy, that's all I gotta say, Ty Lindsey, that's it\nFinance, fuckin' finance, Jen Hersh\nMelissa Bernal, I love y'all\nTour Marketing, Albert, Albert Cook\nShervah Edwards, video, oh, Millie, gotta love Millie\nMillie was always on the, on the sets like\n\"Alright, make sure the Red Bull can is exactly in front of the shot\"\nI was like, \"Millie, get the fuck out of here\"\nRemy, Carolyn, Yolanda, Nadeen\nAnd of course, of course\nDeborah at the sample team, I fuckin' love you, Deborah\nI don't even gotta say your full name, you are a goddess\nNicole Pastine (And of course the homie Xavier)\nRappin' is my passion, I love y'all, man, look\nThis what I'ma say about Def Jam, look, man\nWe had some ups and downs, you know what I'm saying?\nMy first album, I was gettin' sued by some fuckboy\nAnd y'all was tryna get me to change my name and shit\nI spent my whole fuckin' career, this who I was\nY'all tryna get me to change my name\nY'all wasn't tryna put out my album so we did the \"While You Wait\" shit\nWe went on tour, you know what I'm saying?\nBut eventually, shit worked out\nBut even with that, you motherfuckers\nYou know, you under shipped me and shit\nAnd that's what I'll say\nI don't, I really wholeheartedly don't believe that was none of the people I just named either, man\nEverybody, I fuck with y'all, I rock with y'all\nAny other fuckboys behind the scenes, y'all could suck a dick\nEat my whole fuckin' ballsack, man\nThis industry is fucked up\nThe wildest shit, is I'ma say this, man\nThis whole industry is musical chairs, yo\nCats like Steve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff Harleston, man\nThey, they the real ones, you know what I mean?\nBut like motherfuckers be so in-and-out, that's why I didn't stay with Def Jam\nI went to Def Jam after ten years on the label, because I owed them that\nI was like, \"Okay, so what's up? We signing another deal?\"\nThey ain't even get back to me in time\nSo I went somewhere else and I don't know who butthurt or what\nI could give a fuck, man\nAll I'ma say is I love y'all who rock with me\nI love y'all who take care of me\nI love y'all who fuckin' drove me from New York to Boston to do\nRadio interviews and shit man\nAppreciate y'all\nIt's been a, it's been a dope time on this major label shit, you know what I'm saying?\nI've made millions and millions and millions of dollars for y'all, hahaha\nAnd uhh, we've had some good memories\nI love you, I appreciate you\nMy only regret is I ain't get to really fuck with Tunji like that\nWe doin' this last album, you know what I'm sayin'?\nBut Tunji, man, that's the God, he's here for the culture\nYo man, you're a fuckin' G bro\nMuch love to Lucian\nI appreciate all the fuckin' millions of dollars that you gave me to make these records, hahaha\nIndependent shit next\nVMG, VMG, Bobby Boy\nSayonara [\nOutro\n]\nLogic as a rapper is an anomaly, a person who is out of time\nLiving in the present, you know, rooted in the past\nBut a traditionalist who believes in the future\nWho believes in what hip-hop was and can still be\nSo we're here in this modern time\nThinking about and listening to the development of hip-hop and it's future all at once\nI think that a lot of people in the modern sense of the word get caught up in how fleeting time is\nAnd they believe that what's happening right in front of them\nIs the most immediate thing and it's the most meaningful thing\nAnd they have to engage what's happening in the moment\nBecause the moment's gonna be gone and then they're not gonna care\nOr no one else around them is gonna care\nAnd I think we forget that great experiences in the, in humanity\nGo on for decades, centuries, sometimes millennia\nBefore anybody even really knows how to make sense of them\nAnd so, in the same way that the monks in the dark ages were keeping records and saving books\nYou know, it is important for us to really make sense of one of Americas great folk musics, and that's hip-hop\nAnd there's very few people who care enough to actually keep the form going while trying to push it forwards\nLogic's one of those dudes\nAnd the reason Madlib and I decided that we wanted to work with him\nIs because he came through with a true sincerity and appreciation for the form\nAnd for all of the people who make it\nAnd like a true understanding of craft and like, who's doing what\nAnd how their technique is either important, relevant\nSomething that needs to be preserved or not\nAnd I remind myself that even though hip-hop seems to me\nIn my mid forties to be an old thing because it's been around since the early '70s\nIt's actually just in its infancy\nAnd if it's not for people like Logic trying to keep this tradition alive\nWe're not really gonna know even shortly after, what's supposed to come\nThis hopefully is an art form that's gonna outlast\nAll these art forms that preceded it and formed it\nAnd we're only gonna know that if people who truly have the passion, belief\nAnd the proficiency, the musical acumen\nTo hold the form, hold it dear\nAnd at the same time, not be so reverent to it and push it forward\nAre there to show us the way\nSo hopefully he's one of these dudes, I have that belief" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Given Up with the following description: Given Up was released as the 4th single to the 2007 album Minutes to Midnight. It is a unique song in various aspects. It is the heaviest song on the album with an amazing 17-second-long scream. It is the 1st song where Chester uses ‘fuck’ in a song and by extension contains the 2nd most profanity (1st being “When They Come For Me”) of any Linkin Park song. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWake in a sweat again\nAnother day's been laid to waste, in my disgrace\nStuck in my head again\nFeels like I'll never leave this place, there's no escape\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI'm my own worst enemy\n[Chorus]\nI've given up, I'm sick of feelin'\nIs there nothin' you can say?\nTake this all away, I'm suffocatin'\nTell me what the fuck is wrong with me\n[Verse 2]\nI don't know what to take\nThought I was focused but I'm scared, I'm not prepared\nI hyperventilate\nLookin' for help somehow, somewhere and no one cares\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI'm my own worst enemy\n[Chorus]\nI've given up, I'm sick of feelin'\nIs there nothin' you can say?\nTake this all away, I'm suffocatin'\nTell me what the fuck is wrong with me [Bridge]\nGod!\nPut me out of my misery!\nPut me out of my misery!\nPut me out of my, put me out of my\nFucking misery!\n[Chorus]\nI've given up, I'm sick of feelin'\nIs there nothin' you can say?\nTake this all away, I'm suffocatin'\nTell me what the fuck is wrong with me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Who Are You with the following description: “Who Are You” is the fourth track of Fifth Harmony’s debut EP, Better Together. It is a heartfelt ballad about loving someone who can’t make up their mind about their relationship, thus making it toxic.\nThere’s a Spanish version of this song named “Eres Tú”. It is featured on the Juntos EP.\nThe girls first performed this song on September 6 at Silver Spring, MD, during the I Wish tour, when they performed as special guests for Cher Lloyd.\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Camila]\nOoh, ooh-ooh\nOoh, ooh-ooh\n[Verse 1: Lauren & \nNormani\n]\nMonday, you sent me flowers\nTuesday, made me feel stupid\nWednesday, the world was ours\nThursday, you didn't prove it\nFriday, fell back in love\nSaturday, we didn't talk\nSunday, you said you needed space\n[Pre-Chorus: Ally & \nCamila\n]\nDo you miss me? Am I crazy?\nAm I losing hold of your love, baby?\nEither you want me or you don't\nI need to know, I need to know\n[Chorus: Dinah & \nAlly\n]\nWho are you today?\nWill you be the sun or the pouring rain?\nWho are you tomorrow?\nWill you make me smile or just bring me sorrow?\nWho are you gonna be when I'm lost and I'm scared?\nWho are you gonna be when there's nobody there?\nWho are you today?\n‘Cause I am still (\nStill\n) the same [Post-Chorus: Camila]\nOoh, ooh-ooh\n[Verse 2: Normani, \nLauren\n & \nAlly\n]\nMonday, you had my heart\nTuesday, you had me screaming\nWednesday, we didn't part\nThursday, you didn't mean it\nFriday, I shook it off\nSaturday, you got it wrong\nSunday, I said I needed space\n[Pre-Chorus: Ally & Camila, \nCamila\n]\nDo you miss me? Am I crazy?\nAm I losing hold of your love, baby?\nEither you want me or you don't\nI need to know, I need to know\n[Chorus: Dinah]\nWho are you today?\nWill you be the sun or the pouring rain?\nWho are you tomorrow?\nWill you make me smile or just bring me sorrow?\nWho are you gonna be when I'm lost and I'm scared?\nWho are you gonna be when there's nobody there?\nWho are you today?\n'Cause I am still the same [Interlude: Camila]\nYou\nWho are you? (Ooh)\nWho are you?\n[Bridge: Dinah & Normani, \nCamila & Lauren\n, \nAlly\n]\nIt's so strange how the same thing\nCan make you feel so right, but bring you so much pain\nIt's so strange how the same face\nCan make you love until it hurts\nWhere do we go?\n (\nWhere do we go?\n)\nI need to know\n (\nI need to know\n)\n[Chorus: Dinah, \nAlly\n, \nDinah & Ally\n, \nAll\n]\nWho are you today? (\nToday\n)\nWill you be the sun or the pouring rain? (\nOr the pouring rain\n)\nWho are you (\nWho are you?\n) tomorrow?\nWill you make me smile or just bring me sorrow?\nWho are you gonna be when I'm lost and I'm scared?\nWho are you gonna be when there's \nnobody there?\nWho are you (\nWho are you\n) today? (\nToday?\n)\n'Cause I am still (\nI'm still\n) \nthe same, ah\n, the same\n[Outro: Camila]\nOoh, ooh-ooh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Jump with the following description: “Jump” deals with falling in love. As Michaels said in an interview for Metro Magazine:\nIt’s about falling in love for the first time after a break-up. When you go through something like that, your body is like, “Resist, resist, it’s not real, it’s not happening!”\nAlso on Smallzy’s radio show on Nova 937 she added:\nIt’s about wanting to sort of dive into something really quickly but you have so many hesitations because you’ve been hurt before.\nIn a Instagram post, Michaels shared that the song was made from a voice note she recorded – and thanks to the help of frequent collaborator Justin Tranter and Nick Monson, it became “Jump”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Julia Michaels]\nMmm, ah\n[Verse 1: Julia Michaels]\nStay right there, get away\nI need space, I told you yesterday\n\"Slow the pace down,\" but then I see your face\nCan we do that tomorrow? (Can we do that tomorrow?)\n'Cause now you're moving in on my skin\nI move back with my lips\nIt goes against my better judgement\n'Cause I, 'cause I want it, ah\n[Pre-Chorus 1: Julia Michaels]\nAnd I'm gonna be cliché here for a minute\nAnd tell you that I've been hurt before (hurt before)\nSo I think I'm gonna need another minute\nTo not hurt no more (no more)\n[Chorus: Julia Michaels]\n'Cause all I do is jump right into your arms\nEvery time I see you, I just wrap myself around you, yeah\nJump into something real\nEven though I'm cautious, I just like the way it feels\nWhen it's us, baby, when it's us\nYou make me forget that I'm not ready for love\nI jump, oh, I jump [Verse 2: Julia Michaels]\nLook at me being soft\nCut it off, my mind is getting lost\nFrom your touch, I can't afford the cost\nOf me losing myself to you (losing myself to you)\n[Pre-Chorus 2: Julia Michaels]\nAnd I didn't want these feelings, when I brought 'em\nBut I know you know exactly when I caught 'em\nAnd I'm trying not to think about it often, but, ooh\n[Chorus: Julia Michaels]\n'Cause all I do is jump right into your arms\nEvery time I see you, I just wrap myself around you, yeah\nJump into something real\nEven though I'm cautious, I just like the way it feels\nWhen it's us, baby, when it's us\nYou make me forget that I'm not ready for love\nI jump, oh, I jump\n[Verse 3: Trippie Redd]\nJump, jump up in this foreign\nUsed to sleep on couches, now the boy is really tourin'\nIf they sleep on me, I tell them haters go and sleep it away\nYeah, fell in love, but it ain't no trust\nIf it ain't no trust, then that girl can't be my love\n'Posed to put my love above but instead you gon' sleep it away\nYeah, like an earthquake, yeah\nI'm dealing with another lil' heartbreak\nMan, I wish I'd never met you in the first place\nAnd that karma gonna get you in the worst way, yeah\nDon't throw your love away, don't throw your trust away\nYou always run away, I wish you would fucking stay\nBut I guess we need another break [Chorus: Julia Michaels]\n'Cause all I do is jump right into your arms\nEvery time I see you, I just wrap myself around you, yeah\nJump into something real\nEven though I'm cautious, I just like the way it feels\nWhen it's us, baby, when it's us\nYou make me forget that I'm not ready for love\nI jump, oh, I jump\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[Outro: Julia Michaels]\n'Cause all I do is ('cause all I do is, 'cause all I do is)\nJump\nMmm, yeah\n'Cause all I do is ('cause all I do is, 'cause all I do is)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nJump\n('Cause all I do is, 'cause all I do is)\n('Cause all I do is, 'cause all I do is)\nJump \n(jump, jump, jump)\n('Cause all I do is, 'cause all I do is)\nJump \n(jump, jump, jump)\nJump" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Childhood with the following description: The 10th track on Michael’s album HIStory – Past, Present & Future, and it’s other first single, being a double A-Side alongside “Scream”. Michael gets very personal, and sings about his hard childhood, having to sing and getting abused by his father.\nMichael also stated that this is the most autobiographical song he’d ever written. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nHave you seen my childhood?\nI'm searching for the world that I come from\n'Cause I've been looking around\nIn the lost and found of my heart\nNo one understands me\nThey view it as such strange eccentricities\n'Cause I keep kidding 'round\nLike a child, but pardon me\n[Chorus]\nPeople say I'm not okay\n'Cause I love such elementary things\nIt's been my fate to compensate\nFor the childhood\nI've never known\n[Verse 2]\nHave you seen my childhood?\nI'm searching for that wonder in my youth\nLike pirates in adventurous dreams\nOf conquest and kings on the throne\nBefore you judge me, try hard to love me\nLook within your heart, then ask\nHave you seen my childhood? [Chorus]\nPeople say I'm strange that way\n'Cause I love such elementary things\nIt's been my fate to compensate\nFor the childhood (Childhood)\nI've never known\n[Verse 3]\nHave you seen my childhood?\nI'm searching for that wonder in my youth\nLike fantastical stories to share\nThe dreams I would dare, watch me fly\nBefore you judge me, try hard to love me\nThe painful youth I've had\n[Outro]\nHave you seen my childhood?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bigger Better Deal with the following description: “Bigger Better Deal” is a song that Sia co-wrote with Symon “Syze-Up” Ingerfield for Desert Eagle Discs' yet to be released second studio album.\n\nThe song was re-recorded with vocals by Keisha White.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nBigger, better\nDesert eagle discs\nDesert eagle discs\nBigger, better\nDesert eagle discs\nDesert eagle discs\nDesert eagle discs\n[Verse 1]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nIt's me, it's not you\n(I'm digging up cliches to get rid of you)\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nI've turned too gutsy\n(Well, panda is his full name, he's actually got free)\nGod, oh god, god\n[Verse 2]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nI've realized I am gay\n(I've never felt happier than I do today)\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nMy career's so busy\n(We all know I'm looking for a BBD) (Hey honey, ain't your son too?)\nBigger better deal\nBigger better deal\nBigger better deal\nBigger better deal\n[Verse 3]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nI just need some space\n(I am sick of the sight of your [?] face)\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nI must leave the country\n(I'm forgetting to mention I'll be back in a week)\nGod, oh god, god\n[Verse 4]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nI'm going nunnery\n(Nun for you and plenty for me)\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nI don't answer the phone\n(But I might rule a man's home and I rule alone, yeah)\nBigger better deal\nBigger, better\nBigger, better\nBigger better deal\nBigger, better\nBigger, better\nBigger better deal\nBigger, better\nBigger, better\nBigger better deal\nBigger, better [Verse 5]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nMy ass is sorry\n(But everything will always be me, me, me)\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nYou know girls like me\n(I'll kiss you on both cheeks since [?])\nBigger better deal\nBigger better deal, yeah\n[Verse 6]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nYou know I will be\n(Cause life runs in circles and we don't last girls like me)\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\nI love, lie and cheat\n(But shame makes it clear there are two sides to me)\n[Outro]\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\n(Bigger better deal)\nMy ass is sorry\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\n(Bigger better deal)\nMy ass is sorry\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\n(Bigger better deal)\nMy ass is sorry\nI'm sorry, I'm sorry\n(Bigger better deal)\nBigger better deal" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I Had a Dream with the following description: “I Had a Dream” is the seventh track on Kelly Clarkson’s seventh album, Piece by Piece. It was co-written with Greg Kurstin. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nIf you wanna lead, be a leader\nIf you wanna dream, be a dreamer\nClimb to the top of that mountain and scream it\nBut remember when you get to the top\nEverything you say is gonna matter\nEverything you do is gonna add up\nIt's what you asked for\nSo don't get mad when it's not what you thought\nCareful now, girl, with them Jezebel ways\nCrown on your head, but you're queen of clichés\nLittle one playin' with the big boys now\nHope you're ready when it comes back around\n[Chorus]\nI had a dream that we were more\nA generation to behold\nLighting fires with our words\nInstead of useless smoke that blurs\nThe lines of right and wrong\nExpression that lives on\nAn army with a song\nThat lingers when we're gone\nI had a dream\n[Verse 2]\nIf you wanna preach, be a preacher\nIf you wanna teach, be a teacher\nRemember that the footprints you're leaving\nWill tell us all who you really are\nIt's too bad you can't see what you're worth\nSpreadin' your legs 'stead of usin' your words\nCharacter is shown by the things that we do\nThe one thing you're never gonna hide is the truth\n'Cause anyone can sell when they're sellin' out\nAnd anyone can fly when they're fallin' down [Chorus]\nI had a dream that we were more\nA generation to behold\nLighting fires with our words\nInstead of useless smoke that blurs\nThe lines of right and wrong\nExpression that lives on\nAn army with a song\nThat lingers when we're gone\nI had a dream\n[Instrumental Break]\n[Chorus]\nI had a dream\nI had a dream that we were more\nA generation to behold\nLighting fires with our words\nInstead of useless smoke that blurs\nThe lines of right and wrong\nExpression that lives on\nAn army with a song\nThat lingers when we're gone\nI had a dream\nI had a dream\nI had a dream\nI had a dream" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called My Girl with the following description: Critical Lil' Wayne track, since it finally allows him to vent on the controversial split of the Hot Boyz and his loyalty to both, Birdman and Cash Money records. Virtually, Lil' Wayne single-handedly resurrected Cash Money Records…he’s the PRESIDENT, deservedly! Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: DJ Khaled]\nMy Nigga Weezy F Baby\nThat Nigga Soldier\nA.K.A. Loyalty\nListen\n[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]\nListen to my darling ever so precious\nMy girl, my baby, Cashmoney Records\nAnd As For The Record. The Relationship through\nAnd we, we lasted longer than them asses expected\nAnd, se we was strong when they neglected you\nWe held on when the others were seprate.And desprate\nNa never did. Cus ya boy got leverage\nThough his friends tellin him when he could do better than\nBut whatever them. Friends come questionin\nMe and you stuck by eachother, never letem in\nThats veteran. Thats Evident\nWe gota lose them old niggas thats evidense\nYou my new and old testiment\nAnd when them haters start pressin then them bitches start pressurin\nIm'a represent. Yeah with every inch\nI got to cus im the president\nSome other ladies lost their main niggas\nSo rest in piece B.I.G. from cashmoney and wayne nigga\nAnd I ain't tryin to lose my main girl\nI say its Cashmoney mother fuckin records, Waynes world\nI had conversations, with other top women\nWe talked about going steady but I wasent ready\nI haven't got in it.I was not wit it\nBecause the pussy at home was my own\nMy thrown is ready, the seats warm\nAs soon as we get out the rain we se a storm\nAnd you went throughout my veins in every arm. So even throughout the pain im very calm\nThese niggas talkin bout my bitch and how they fucked her\nAnd how they hate her. And how they used to love her\nAnd I almost left, I was weak. And we still move in unis every week\nIm sorry [Interlude: Lil Wayne]\nMan, you know i'd never leave you. Till I kill myself\n in 9/4.Just cause my momma said I couldn't be with you\nI love you\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nAnd now im feelin like pac, me and my girlfriend\nDeath to all you other bitch niggas, hope ya world end\nNo reunion, No records. Nigga fuck yall I wish I never met ya\nAnd Birdman still my father, Slim still a godfather\nAnd this is Cashmoney carter\nWe mash for the money nigga ain't nothin change\nThe only thing changed is the cribs and the banks. (Got Money)\nThe stakes, and the plates, and the dates\nNigga you dont know what I mean if you ain't got cake nigga\nYou broke, im straight nigga.Im good like great nigga\nIm figure 8 nigga. 8 am im early, you late nigga\nIm gone, you gotta wait nigga\nIm hot, gimmie my shit. CMB baby I love my bitch\n[Outro: Lil Wayne]\nYeah, that ain't fair, but I dont care\nIma mother fuckin cashmoney millionare" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Feel Like You* with the following description: This track was first teased by Doe Boy and Drake on social media on May 29, 2021\nThe song’s title is unconfirmed and it is unknown if it will ever see an official release. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lyrics From Snippet\n[Intro: Drake & \nDoe Boy\n]\nYeah\nFeel like Doe Boy in here tonight, oh really?\nDoe Beezy\n (Yeah)\nShit, I feel like you\n..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Life with the following description: “The Life” is a song by vocal group Fifth Harmony. It was released as a promo single prior to their sophomore album 7/27. Tinashe, one of the songwriters of this song, has also worked with the group years prior on official single “That’s My Girl.” The Tinashe version of the song leaked in 2018 and features an unknown dancehall artist. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Camila, \nAlly\n, \nAlly & Lauren\n]\nAh\n(\nFifth Harmony, yeah\n)\nAh-ah, \nhuh, huh\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[Verse 1: Lauren]\nEver since I'm young, I'm tryna get it right\nEvery year, I'm working towards a goal\nDon't sleep 'til we see the daylight\nLiving big, going up on the rope\n[Pre-Chorus: Camila & Normani, \nCamila\n]\nI like seeing all the bright lights\nKeep it up, pour it up for the night\nTwo times, I'ma get it two times\nDouble up, run it back on my mind\n[Chorus: Camila]\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life (This is the life)\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life (This is the life)\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life (This is the life) [Post-Chorus: Camila, \nCamila & Normani\n, \nAlly\n]\nGive it up for the kids\nEating good, getting lit\nLiving life, feeling rich (Yeah)\nOh, I, oh, I\n, yeah (This is the life)\nWe the best in the biz (Oh, ha)\nBreaking off, betting chips (\nAh-ah, ha\n)\nLiving life, feeling rich\nOh, I, oh, I\n, yeah\n[Verse 2: Ally & \nDinah\n]\nLevel up, meet me court side\nTricking out, whippin' hard in the coupe (\nWhat?\n)\nI'ma go, got a board to flight\nOther time, there's a show I gotta do (\nWoo\n)\n[Pre-Chorus: Normani & Ally, \nNormani & Camila\n, \nDinah\n]\nNo stress, baby, you can find us\nGetting down on a beach in Dubai\n (\nWhat?\n)\nPool side, sipping on a Mai Tai\nDouble up, run it back on my mind\n[Chorus: Camila & \nAlly\n]\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life (Woo)\nThis is the life, life, life (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nThis is the life, life, life (This is the life)\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life (This is the life)\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life (\nHey, hey\n, this is the life) [Post-Chorus: Camila, \nCamila & Normani\n, \nAlly\n]\nGive it up for the kids\nEating good, getting lit\nLiving life, feeling rich (Yeah)\nOh, I, oh, I\n, yeah (This is the life)\nWe the best in the biz (\nWe the best in the biz\n)\nBreaking off, betting chips ('Cause this is the life)\nLiving life, feeling rich\nOh, I, oh, I\n[Breakdown: Camila]\nThis is the life\n(\nLiving life, feeling rich\n)\n(\nLiving life\n)\nLiving life, feeling rich\n[Bridge: Normani, Camila & Ally, \nCamila\n]\nNo stress, baby, you can find us\nGetting down on a beach in Dubai\nPool side, sipping on a Mai Tai\nDouble up, up, up, up...\n(\nThis is the life\n)\n[Chorus: Camila, \nAlly\n & \nDinah\n]\nThis is the life, life, life (\nOh yeah\n)\nThis is the life, life, life (This is the life)\nThis is the life, life, life (\nLivin' it up\n)\nThis is the life, life, life (This is the life)\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life (\nThis is the life\n)\nThis is the life, life, life\nThis is the life, life, life (\nGive it up, give it up\n) [Post-Chorus: Camila, Normani & Ally, \nAlly\n, \nNormani\n, \nDinah\n]\nGive it up for the kids\nEating good, getting lit (\nGive it up, give it up\n)\nLiving life, feeling rich\nOh, I, oh, I, yeah (This is the life, \nah, yeah\n)\nWe the best in the biz (\nBest in the biz\n)\nBreaking off, betting chips (\nOh, baby\n)\nLiving life, feeling rich\nOh, I, oh, I, yeah (Oh, I)\n[Outro: Camila]\nThis is the life, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called What A Lovely Way To Go with the following description: “What A Lovely Way To Go” is a song Michael Jackson wrote in the late 1970s. It was first recorded around that time with the title “What A Lonely Way To Go” (as mentioned in his 1993 Mexican deposition), but didn’t make the cut for Off the Wall. It was revisited for the Thriller sessions (circa 1981) and given a slightly different name, but it again did not make the final track list for the album.\n“What a Lovely Way to Go” was remixed in 2010 by Mark Ronson for the Michael album, with the title “Lovely Way”, but wasn’t released. A snippet of it leaked online in 2019.\nOn October 6, 2022, it was revealed this track would appear on Thriller 40.\nHere’s Michael referring to this song in his 1993 Mexican deposition:\n\n\nMichael Jackson singing his never released song \"What a Lovely Way to Go\" which is now released. So go listen to it on #Thriller40 pic.twitter.com/crJzIGxj23— PIKL ᴹ♚ᴶ ᴴ✭ᵂ (@ATTACHNUDES) November 19, 2022\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nGive me some lovin', and I wanna make it\nEverything I do\nI know my darling's a dreamer\nAnd I wanna say that life is here for you\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut I don't need the right to know\nEverything you do\nI don't need the right to show\nBut feel\nEverybody\nEverybody\nEverybody\nOh\n[Chorus]\nOh, what a lovely way to go\nNever let your feelings show\nHe was gettin' it down (Yeah!)\nTalkin' in threes (Hi!)\nHurtin' my mind, but my power was to feel\nOh, what a lovely way to go\nNever let your feelings show\nHe was gettin' it down (Yeah)\nTalkin' in threes (Woah!)\nHurtin' my mind, but my power was feel [Verse 2]\nHeard you woe a loser\nBut it seems you that don't know the things I know\nAnd if you are believing don't repent that you will\nKnow where I go\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut I don't need the right to know\nEverything she does\nBut she don't need the need to show\nBut feel\nEverybody (Yeah!)\nEverybody (Yeah!)\nEverybody\nHo\n[Chorus]\nOh, what a lovely way to go\nNever let your feelings show\nHe was gettin' it down (Yeah)\nTalkin' in threes (Woah)\nHurtin' my mind, but my power was to feel\nOh, what a lovely way to go\nNever let your feelings show\nHe was gettin' it down (Alright!)\nTalkin' in threes (Okay)\nHurtin' my mind, but my power was to feel\nHoo\nHoo [Bridge]\nGimme a chance babe!\nJust to see you smile (Hoo, hoo, hoo)\nGimme a chance babe\n(Gimme a chance babe)\nAnd I'll make it easy for you (Easy for you)\n(Easy for you)\n[Verse 3]\nI heard you woe a loser\nBut don't say that you must get all the time (Hurt so many times)\nAnd don't be just pretending that it's all knowing\nLove is here inside\n[Pre-Chorus]\nBut I don't need the right to know (Don't need)\nEverything she does (C'mon girl)\nBut give me time and I will show (Hee)\nTo everybody\nEverybody (Yeah!)\nEverybody (Woah!)\nOh\n[Chorus]\nOh, what a lovely way to go\nNever let your feelings show\nI start cutting it down (Alright)\nTalkin' in threes (Yeah)\nHurtin' my mind, but my power was to feel [Outro]\nOh, what a lovely way to go (Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee)\nNever let your feelings show (Ow!)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Birthday Cake (Remix) with the following description: “Birthday Cake” was originally a snippet on Rihanna’s Talk That Talk album. After being pressured to finish the song by her fans, Rihanna controversially decided to feature her (maybe not quite) ex-boyfriend Chris Brown.\nAnyone who actually thinks that she’s talking about her birthday and an actual cake needs their head checked out. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Rihanna]\nCome and put cha name on it, put cha name on it\nCome and put cha name on it, your name\nBet chu wanna put ya name on it, put cha name on it\nCome and put cha name on it, baby-baby, uh\n[Verse 1: Rihanna]\nIt's not even my birthday (My birthday, uh)\nBut he wanna lick the icing off (The icing off, uh)\nI know you want it in the worst way (The worst way, uh)\nCan't wait to blow my candles out\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nHe want that...\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n(But you wanna put your name on it)\nOoh, baby, I like it\nIt's so exciting\nDon't try to hide it\nI'ma make you my bitch\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n(But you wanna put your name on it)\nI know you wanna bite this\nIt's so enticing\nNothing else like this\nI'ma make you my bitch [Post-Chorus: Rihanna, \nChris Brown\n]\nAnd it's not even my birthday (My birthday)\nBut you wanna put your name on it\nAnd it's not even my birthday (My birthday)\nAnd he's tryna put his name on it (\nWoah, leggo\n)\n[Verse 2: Chris Brown]\nGirl, I wanna fuck you right now (Right now)\nBeen a long time, I've been missin' your body (Ah)\nLet me, let me turn the lights down (Lights down)\nWhen I, when I go down, it's a private party\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, \nRihanna\n]\nOoh, it's not even her birthday (Her birthday, \nuh\n)\nBut I wanna lick the icing off (The icing off, damn)\nGive it to her in the worst way (The worst way, \nuh\n)\nCan't wait to blow her candles out\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nRihanna\n, \nChris Brown & Rihanna\n]\nI want that\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n (Damn)\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n (Yeah)\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n (Yeah, yeah)\n(Bet you wanna put your name on it)\nOoh, baby, \nI like it\nYou so \nexcited\n (You want it)\nDon't try to \nhide it\nI'ma make you my bitch\n (Okay)\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n(Bet you wanna put your name on it)\n Okay\nOoh, baby, I like it\nYou so excited\n (Haha, okay)\nDon't try to hide it\nI'ma make you my bitch\n (Okay) [Verse 3: Chris Brown]\nDoggy want the kitty (Yeah)\nGive me a heart attack and throw it back, now watch me get it (Get it)\nAin't new to this, but you the shit, damn, girl, you pretty\nBlowin' out your candles, let me make a couple wishes, ah\n[Verse 4: Rihanna, \nChris Brown\n]\nRemember how you did it?\nRemember how you fit it?\nIf you still wanna kiss it\nCome, come-come and get it\nSweeter than a rice cake\nCake worth sippin'\nKill it, tip it, cake, fill it\nIf you sexy and you know it\nAnd you ain't afraid to show it\nPut a candle on my ma'fuckin' back\nBaby, blow it\nLove the way you do it when you do it like that\nShow up with them stacks\nRainin' racks on my rack\nWrap it up, wrap it up\nBoy, while I take this bow off\nTalk that talk\nYeah, I know I'm such a show-off\nDaddy, make a wish\nPut this cake in your face\nHahaha, and it's not even my birthday\nOw! (\nGet it\n) [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, \nRihanna\n]\nOoh, it's not even her birthday (Her birthday, \nuh\n)\nBut I wanna lick the icing off (The icing off, damn)\nGive it to her in the worst way (The worst way, \nuh\n)\nCan't wait to blow her candles out (Yeah)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nRihanna\n]\nI want that\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n (Damn)\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n (Yeah)\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n (Yeah, yeah)\n(Bet you wanna put your name on it)\nOoh, baby, I like it\nYou so excited\n (You want it)\nDon't try to hide it\nI'ma make you my bitch\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n(Bet you wanna put your name on it)\nI know you wanna bite this\nIt's so enticing\nNothing else like this\nI'ma make you my bitch\n[Outro: Rihanna, \nChris Brown\n]\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\nCake, cake, cake, cake, cake\n(Bet you wanna put your name on it) \nOkay" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Jesus Lord with the following description: “Jesus Lord” was the last song played at the listening party for Donda in Las Vegas. At least part of Kanye’s verse seems to have been written by the rapper Rooga. Before Kanye’s live performance, multiple snippets of the song had surfaced online.\nThe song was eventually played in full on August 6, 2021, at Mercedes-Benz Stadium and it features a verse from Jay Electronica. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Kanye West]\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\nNow we've been through a lot of things\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\nHe lives in a lot of things\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\nBeen through a lot of things\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\n[Verse 1: Kanye West]\nSittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'\nAbout all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin'\nMan, it's hard to be an angel when you surrounded by demons (\nJesus\n)\nI watched so many people leave (\nLord\n)\nI see 'em change by the season, that's mama's sеasonin'\nGod got you, the devil's watchin', he just peekin' in\nI know I madе a promise that I'd never let the reaper in (\nJesus\n)\nBut lately, I've been losin' all my deepest friends (\nLord\n)\nAnd lately, I've been swimmin' on the deepest end\nIt's just drugs, it ain't no hugs, it ain't no love there\nYou been down so much you don't even know what's upstairs\n (\nJesus\n)\nSuicidal thoughts got you wonderin' what's up there (\nLord\n)\nAnd while I introduce the party, you say it's up there\nToo many pills, so much potions, so much pain, too many emotions\nAnd everything that you do good, it just go unnoticed\n (\nJesus\n)\nDid He tell you that you good and just stay focused? (\nLord\n)\nMama, you was the life of the party\nI swear you brought life to the party\nWhen you lost your life, it took the life out the party (\nJesus\n)\nThat woman rode with me like a Harley (\nLord\n)\nVisions of my cousins in a cell really scarred me\nMovin' to the hood was like signin' up for the army\n'Cause they been killin' **** since **** was watchin' Barney (\nJesus\n)\nYou want dreams to come true? But I have nightmares (\nLord\n)\n'Cause if that come to life, then I might not be right here\nBeen in the dark so long, don't know if the light here\nBut I'm just reaching for the stars like Buzz Lightyear (\nJesus\n)\nAnd now I'm lightyears ahead of those nightmares (\nLord\n)\nI deaded those night terrors when the night clears\nAnd if I talk to Christ, can I bring my mother back to life?\nAnd if I die tonight, will I see her in the afterlife? (\nJesus\n)\nBut back to reality, where everything's a tragedy (\nLord\n)\nYou better have a strategy or you could be a statistic\nLittle boy dies, he's just one of the mystic\nAnd mama steady crying 'cause she really the victim (\nJesus\n)\nAnd she's getting high and she's getting addicted (\nLord\n)\nAnd her older boy just stuck with the picture, painted vivid\nThat's a family portrait, and her daughter just absorbed it\nSixteen, pregnant, baby daddy say she should abort it (\nJesus\n)\nBut we can't afford it, so she decides to move forward (\nLord\n)\nBaby shower time, father didn't show up\nNow she just feeling nauseous like she finna throw up\nThe water flows down her legs, yeah, it's finna go up (\nJesus\n)\nA year done went by, her daughter just turned one (\nLord\n)\nAnd she's still dependent on her mom\nBig brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun\nHe want revenge 'cause the pain, feelin' numb (\nJesus\n)\nAnd her mom still doing drugs 'cause that's the only time she feel loved (\nLord\n)\nIs it real love? Do the scars really heal up?\nFrom all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (\nJesus\n)\nA week done flew by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys (\nLord\n)\nLeft his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side\nHe seein' red, it's like he's bleeding through his eyes\nTo see him dead, the only thing that'll help the grieving up inside (\nJesus\n)\nEven let him get the last meal\nHe done with the streets after this, this his last kill (\nLord\n)\nHe gotta show him that it's that real\nHe ran up on him with the pipe like, \"****, stand still\" (\nJesus\n)\n\"You took my brother life, you made my mother cry\" (\nLord\n)\n\"Tell me one reason I shouldn't send you up to Christ\"\nHe said, \"Go 'head, take my life, I've seen everything but Christ\"\nThen big bro just blacked out and all you seen was the light\n (\nJesus, Lord\n) [Chorus: Kanye West]\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\n[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]\nUh-huh, in the name of the true and living God, the beneficent, the merciful (Hallelujah)\nThank you for bringing me up the rough side of the mountain like Ertuğrul (\nJesus\n)\nEvery knee bowed and every tongue confessed and paid homage (\nLord\n)\nTo the monk who visited Rothschilds like Thelonious did Pannonica (Shoo)\nIt's Jay Elec-entendre-nica comin' through your monitor\nBack from the great beyond like the Son of Man or the Son of Donda? (\nJesus\n)\nI never rolled the GSXR or the R6 or the Honda (\nLord\n)\nBut I flew my Ducati through North America like Wakanda\nEarthquakes will strike this nation for what Bush did to Rwanda (Facts)\nWhat the Clintons did to Haiti and Downing Street did to Ghana\n (\nJesus\n)\nIn Tepoztlán, they call me Terremoto, El Negro Loco (\nLord\n)\nI shake the tectonic plates of the game if I lay one vocal\nThe God is interstellar while you fellas remain local\nMy bars is like the pyramid temples of Pacal Votan (\nJesus\n)\nAs sure as the DOJ confirmed Ezekiel's Wheel (\nLord\n)\nI could change the world like Yacub with two pieces of steel\nMy sword and my microphone, I swore to the Christ's throne\nBut when you great, they wanna say you took a L, José Castillo\n (\nJesus\n)\nI'm in the fight here, fight here for what seemed like lightyears (\nLord\n)\nMy rugged cross and thorny crowns squeeze out Christ tears\nThirty pieces of silver clout, my Pierre price tier\nIt's a war outside, it's a war outside (\nJesus\n)\nIt's like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah outside (\nLord\n) [Chorus: Kanye West]\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\nNow we've been through a lot of things\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\nHe lives in a lot of things\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\nBeen through a lot of things\nTell me if you know someone that needs (\nJesus, Lord\n)\n[Outro: Larry Hoover Jr. & \nKanye West\n]\nWhat up, Ye? This Larry Hoover Jr\nFirst and foremost, I wanna thank you for taking the fight for my father to the Oval Office\nYou might not have been the only one that could've did that\nBut you were the one that did do that\nAnd with your assistance, we can continue to let the world take part in this fight\nYou know, to me, it kinda feels like\nMe, my mother, my brothers, and my kids\nHave all been incarcerated through this journey\nAnd we haven't even been to jail\nWe have been looked at and treated as criminals\nFor being a part of this family\nMy father's truth and the reality that he raised me in\nIs that he wanted to make a change in this community (\nTell me if you know someone that needs\n)\n'Cause the conditions in this capitalist society is what made him\nAnd it is what made the children of today\nAfter twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one\nMy father has not called any shots from one of the most secure and segregated prisons in the world\nAnd will not, once released, call any shots for the Gangster Disciples\nIf my father's intentions were to lead us to death, destruction\nInto the Hell that he has had to live in for the past twenty-six years\nMan, he would be dead to me\nI didn't sign up for that\nI didn't stay on this journey this long for that\nAll my life, man\nI've been waitin' for my father to come home\nThey told me when I graduate eighth grade, he would be home\nThen they told me when I graduate from high school, he would be home\nI went away to Morris Brown, I graduated and he still ain't home\nNow I'm a adult, and my daughter went away to college and graduated\nHe still not home\nNow even more than that, my son, he graduated eighth grade and we still waitin'\nMatter of fact, he hasn't hugged, kissed, or touched any of his grandchildren\nAnd they haven't been able to touch they grandfather\nEven though it is not seen that way for some of us\nBut for many of us, Larry Hoover is a beacon of hope for his community\nWho deserves to breathe free air\nFree my father (\nJesus\n), Mr. Larry Hoover Sr. (\nLord\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Walk It Talk It (Demo) with the following description: “Walk It Talk It” took the world by storm when it was released in 2018 by Migos in Culture II. This demo version of the song includes a never before heard verse by Drake as well as a semi-different beat and only contains both Quavo and Drake’s verses. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Quavo]\nYeah, yeah\n(Deko)\nWoah, hold on\n(OG Parker)\nUh\n[Chorus: Quavo]\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it)\nWalk it like I talk it\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it like I talk it (yeah)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it)\nWalk it like I talk it\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it like I talk it (hey)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it)\nWalk it like I talk it\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it like I talk it (talk it)\nWalk it like I talk it (ayy)\nWalk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (yeah)\n[Verse 1: Quavo]\nTake my shoes and walk a mile\nSomethin' that you can't do (woo, hey)\nBig talks of the town, big boy gang moves (gang moves)\nI like to walk around wit' my chain loose (chain, chain)\nShe just bought a new ass but got the same boobs (same boobs)\nWhippin' up dope, scientist\n(Whip it up, whip it up, cook it up, cook it up, skrr, skrr)\nThat's my sauce, where you find it?\n(That's my sauce, look it up, look it up, find it)\nAddin' up checks, no minus\n(Add it up, add it up, add it up, add it up, yeah)\nGet your respect in diamonds (ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)\nI bought a Plain Jane Rollie\nThese niggas bought they fame (woo)\nI think my back got scoliosis 'cause I swerve the lane (skrr)\nHeard you signed your life for that brand new chain (I heard)\nThink it came with stripes\nBut you ain't straight with the gang (gang, gang) [Chorus: Quavo]\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it (yeah)\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (talk it), walk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (talk it), walk it like I talk it (let's go)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it like I talk it, walk it, walk it like I talk it (hey)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it (yeah)\nWalk it like I talk it, walk it, walk it like I talk it\n[Verse 2: Drake]\nAyy, I gotta stay in my zone\nSay that we've been beefin' dog, but you on your own\nFirst night, she gon' let me fuck 'cause we grown\nI hit her, gave her back to the city, she home (She at home now!)\nThat was that, so I can't be beefin' with no wack nigga, got no backbone\nHeard you livin' in a mansion in all your raps, though\nBut your shit look like the trap on this Google Maps, though\nMigo trapphone, runnin' water on my Rollie in the sink, in the sink\nHit the spa, a nigga workin' out the kinks, out the kinks\nOut the kinks, sent my girl to the salon\nOnly one to go from six to twenty three is me and Bron\nKnow I\n[Chorus: Quavo]\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it (yeah)\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (talk it), walk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it\nWalk it, walk it like I talk it (talk it), walk it like I talk it (let's go)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it (woo)\nWalk it like I talk it, walk it, walk it like I talk it (hey)\nWalk it like I talk it (walk it), walk it like I talk it (yeah)\nWalk it like I talk it, walk it, walk it like I talk it" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called From The Grave with the following description: ‘From The Grave’ is the eighth song from the Game of Thrones inspired For The Throne album. James Arthur announced the track on his Twitter account on April 16th 2019, ten days before it’s release:\n\n\n\n\nThis song appears to be about the forbidden love between Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, who was married to Elia Martell, and Lady Lyanna Stark, who was promised to Robert Baratheon. Their union was famously the cause of Robert’s Rebellion, as the world mistakenly believed that Rhaegar had abducted Lyanna against her will when, in reality, they had been secretly married. James Arthur takes on the role of Rhaegar as he begs Lyanna to stay strong even though he’s at war miles away.\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI never meant to leave you there, \na crown of roses in your hair\nAlong with everything you ever feared\nIn every step I see your face, and even though I'm miles away\nJust close your eyes, and you can feel me here\nFeel me here\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDon't give up even when I'm gone\nDon't give up\n[Chorus]\nFrom the grave, I crawl\nThrough pouring rain for you\nI would pay the cost to\nBe in your arms again\nThe fire I would walk through\nFor all the pain I caused you\nOh, I would pay the cost to\nBe in your arms again\nTo be in your arms again\nTo be in your arms again\n[Verse 2]\nNow, I'll always be right where you were\nNo borders can keep us apart\nAnd on the other side, I'll meet you there\nSo bury me and lock me in\nI'll find a way to rise again\nI'll break away and find you anywhere\nOh, anywhere [Pre-Chorus]\nDon't give up even when I'm gone\nDon't give up\n[Chorus]\nFrom the grave, I crawl\nThrough pouring rain for you\nI would pay the cost to\nBe in your arms again\nThe fire I would walk through\nFor all the pain I caused you\nOh, I would pay the cost to\nBe in your arms again\nTo be in your arms again\nTo be in your arms again (Oh, yeah)\n[Chorus]\nFrom the grave, I crawl\nThrough pouring rain for you\nI would pay the cost to\nBe in your arms again\nThe fire I would walk through\nFor all the pain I caused you\nOh, I would pay the cost to\nBe in your arms again\nTo be in your arms again [Outro]\nTo be in your arms again" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Speaking of the Devil with the following description: “Speaking of the Devil” sees Quavo, Offset, Takeoff and Travis Scott focusing on their material possessions and the sacrifices they made to make it to the level that they are at.\nThe track leaked on October 17, 2019, and was later played during Quavo’s birthday stream on April 2, 2020. It’s unclear whether the track will end up on a future project or not. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nM-M-M-Murda\n[Verse 1: Quavo]\nGot a big boy baguette 'cause they shine harder together (Ice)\nBought a Lambo coupe 'cause the doors spread like a feather (Skrrt, skrrt)\nGot the dough all clean, but it look off white like vanilla (Off-white)\nGot two hoes, me and I'm squeezed between in the middle (They bad)\n[Verse 2: Offset, \nQuavo\n]\nDouble R Cullinan and I'm hoppin' out the back, umbrella (Skrrt, skrrt, \nCullinan\n)\nMarquise stone, totin' that Maison Margiela (Woo, \nyeah\n)\nThe Audemar grown, 'guettes in the face another level (Woo, \nAudemar\n)\nHold up my arm, I could change the climate and the weather\n[Chorus: Travis Scott, \nOffset\n, \nQuavo\n]\nGrr, answer my phone, speaking of the devil\n (\nDemons\n)\nAngels around me, I'm keeping several, uh (\nAngels\n)\nThat's the only thing I know, keep this together, uh (\nKeep it\n)\nI connect the bottom links, they stack like medals, uh (\nLink, link\n)\nKnow a bad one in D.C. but she too federal (\nD.C.\n)\n[Post-Chorus: Takeoff, \nQuavo\n]\nMonday through Friday through Sunday, got racks on my schedule (\nRacks\n)\nThe Molly, the Percocets, she eat it up like a edible (\nEat it up\n)\nAnd I don't see no competitor, shoot at the head of a predator\nAny nigga want pressure, grab the tissue and watch how I bless 'em (\nGrah\n) [Refrain: Travis Scott, \nQuavo\n]\nMight bust a blood vessel\nWay that I'm runnin' this shit, it ain't healthy\nWe gotta move stealthy\nNiggas been rich, now we tryna get wealthy (\nMove\n)\nEvery time that you 'round, you keep taking it down\nTell me, \"How this gon' help me?\" (\nOoh\n)\n[Verse 4: Quavo]\nAll stars got the gang gang, God on my phone (Gang)\nRan through all the calls, you get it finessin' then it's gone\nWe the young niggas that's grabbin' the pistol and ran it, right at the throne (Grab it)\nSay you want smoke and you know it's no problem\nNo Gabriel bringing it on (Bring it, mhm)\nAll blue dollar signs, bleeding my palms (Mhm)\nGod keep givin' me signs, so I read Psalms (Mhm)\nPull up with a suit and tie like I'm at prom (Suit, suit)\nWho keeps calling my line? (Who? Who?)\n[Chorus: Travis Scott, \nOffset\n, \nQuavo\n]\nGrr, answer my phone, speaking of the devil\n (\nSpeaking\n)\nAngels around me, I'm keeping several, uh (\nAngels\n)\nThat's the only thing I know, keep this together, uh (\nKeep it\n)\nI connect the bottom links, they stack like medals, uh (\nLink, link\n)\nKnow a bad one in D.C. but she too federal (\nD.C.\n) [Post-Chorus: Takeoff & \nQuavo\n]\nMonday through Friday through Sunday, got racks on my schedule (Racks)\nThe Molly, the Percocets, she eat it up like a edible (\nMolly\n)\nAnd I don't see no competitor, shoot at the head of a predator (\nPredator\n)\nAny nigga want pressure, grab the tissue and watch how I bless 'em (\nPress 'em\n)\n[Refrain: Travis Scott, \nQuavo\n]\nMight bust a blood vessel\nWay that I'm runnin' this shit, it ain't healthy (\nWoo, woo\n)\nWe gotta move stealthy\nNiggas been rich, now we tryna get wealthy (\nMove\n)\nEvery time that you 'round, you keep taking it down\nTell me, \"How this gon' help me?\"\n[Outro: Quavo]\nMmm-hmm\nMmm-hmm\nMmm-hmm" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Betcha Gon’ Know (The Prologue) with the following description: “Betcha Gon' Know (The Prologue)” topped Billboard’s Bubbling Under Hot 100 Singles chart and #66 on Billboard’s Digital Songs chart. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nWhoa, welcome to a day of my life, day of my life\nThe memoirs of an imperfect angel\nWhoa, welcome, welcome, welcome to a day of my life\nThe memoirs of an imperfect angel\n[Verse 1]\nThough the lights were low\nI could see you both in a lover's silhouette\nAnd my heart stood still, I was froze right there\nStaring down at her red dress\nSo I bolted out the door, jumped right into the car\nIt's too dangerous to be in the vicinity of where you are\nRolled down all the windows just so I could breathe\nCan't believe you just actually did this shit to me\nI'm going 'bout a hundred, mascara runnin'\nLaughing out of anger, but it don't strike me as funny\nBeen too good to you, I've been virtuous and true\nTo have something like this happen in my own bedroom\n[Chorus]\nBetcha gon' know though how it feels\n(When I get you back)\nBetcha gon' know though how it feels\n(When your heart's been cracked)\nBetcha gon' know though how it feels\n(When we fade to black)\nHow it feels for real [Post-Chorus]\nAnd you see your whole world collapse\nAnd I'm gon' la-la-la-la-la-laugh\nAnd I'm gon' la-la-la-la-la-laugh\nAnd I'm gon' la-la-la-la-la-laugh right in your face, boy\nBetcha gon' know though how it feels\n[Verse 2]\nSo I pulled to the side of the road to fix my face\nBut I can't cover with make up what my tears want to erase\nI wake up in a haze, morning dew and sun rays\nAs I drive, I hide my eyes behind my black Cavalli Shades\nA block from the house slowly creep in the driveway\nTip toe through the door, but you're there wide awake\nYou're like: \"Where you been?\"\nI'm like: \"Sorry, but I fell asleep on Jasmine's sofa\nI could've swore that Rae Rae called you and told ya\"\nYou're like: \"You okay?\"\nI'm like: \"I'm alright, little sleep and I'll be fine.\"\nBut if you only knew what was in the back of my mind\nAlready stung, but you really gon' find out in time\n[Chorus]\nBetcha gon' know though how it feels\n(When I get you back)\nBetcha gon' know though how it feels\n(When your heart's been cracked)\nBetcha gon' know though how it feels\n(When we fade to black)\nHow it feels for real [Bridge]\nThis is for real, for real, for real\nOprah Winfrey, whole segment, for real, for real\n20/20\n, Barbara Walters, for real, for real\n60 Minutes\n, for real\n[Outro]\nBaby, I had all my trust in you\nAnd look at what you put me through\nYou got me all crazy\nSomewhere down the line, you're gon' get what you deserve\nYou fucking jerk\nYou were supposed to save me, my sweet baby\nNow we're fading away\nBut your gonna know how this feels\nEven if it's the last thing I ever do\nTo be continued" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Came Back For You with the following description: The sixteenth track on Kim’s third consecutive platinum album, La Bella Mafia. This song takes jabs at fellow rappers Foxy Brown and Eve. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Interlude]\nYou say, \"What is it that you want?\nYou've got everything that a woman could ever need in life\"\nI got a closet full of minks, chinchillas\nI got a bureau full of diamonds, I can change four times a day if I want to\nYou even tryin' to eat lobster and drink champagne, now you know that ain't your roots\nFor you strictly a collard green and cornbread baby\nNow you know if anybody know, I know\nBut since you feel like that this evening, sit down and drink some champagne with me\nAnd let me rap to you\n[Intro]\nGood evening, ladies and gentlemen\nI am the one and only Queen Bee\nAfter me there will be none\nBut you could call me Miss White\nMost people know me as Lil Kim, the head of the La Bella Mafia\nOh, shoutout to my girl Victoria Gotti and the whole Gotti family, stay up\n[Verse 1]\nThis time around, I ain't takin no shit\nThis time around, I'll never get bit\nThis time around, I switched up my flow\nGot rid of the Pits and put Rotts by the do'\nThis time around, it ain't like befo'\nThis time around, I'm gon' crack ya jaw\nThe feds is watchin' me so I can't do much\nSpeak the wrong words, bitch, and you will get touched\nI'm back on the scene, my favorite color is green\nI'm buildin' a empire, got a whole new team\nPimp game is strong, raps is just harder than they ever been\nYou can never win\nMade my way through Hollywood, fashion world adores me\nMusic's my first love, a nine to five bores me\nLove me or hate me, Lil Kim come through\nMy fans across the world, I came back for you [Chorus]\nI came back for you\nAll incarcerated Scarfaces, gangstas with the fed cases\nI came back for you\nAll my fans across the world, holla at your girl\nI came back for you\nEverybody's waitin' on me, all these hoes is hatin' on me\nI came back for you\nThe mink rockin', Benz coppin', keep the bottles poppin'\n[Verse 2]\nIt's the real hip-hop, mami,\n check the facts\nI'm sick of all you acts with your bubble gum raps\nLike the sand in the hour glass, you out of your time\nTryna go against the queen, is you out of your mind?\nEven bein' number two, your chances is slim\n'Cause when God made Adam, he should've made Kim\nI gave a few passes, but I never forget\nIt's enough I got to put up with this Doo Doo Brown chick (Uh)\nNow you and you wanna come at me from all sides\nI'm gettin' money, don't think I just be lettin' shit slide\nI'm very concerned with fashion, ain't my fault y'all don't know how to\nRock this Hollyhood thang, y'all need to let me style you\nCome back to the light ma, I started the shit\nHow soon we forget I'm the heart of the shit\nSo keep your tacky ways and go back to your stripper days\nAs long as I'm around, you gon' bow down [Chorus]\nI came back for you\nAll incarcerated Scarfaces, gangstas with the fed cases\nI came back for you\nAll my fans across the world, holla at your girl\nI came back for you\nEverybody's waitin' on me, all these hoes is hatin' on me\nI came back for you\nThe mink rockin', Benz coppin', keep the bottles poppin'\n[Verse 3]\nThis time around, either you in or your out\nThis time around, you better watch your mouth\nThis time around, you gon' hang or bang\nThis time around, you better do your thang\n'Cause I'm the best that ever done it, the best that lived it\nI ain't no overnight success, goddamn it, I was born with it\nThe Prada mama, the Dolce and Gabbana drippin'\nThe blue Hpnotiq, martini, mimosa-sippin'\nY'all better team or get it together\nOr you, you and her can get it whenever\nHuh, I got a army, y'all can't harm me\nIf the shoe was on the other foot, you'd probably try to stomp me\nDon't get your life tooken (Tooken) I know I got you shooken (Shooken)\nThis Bed Stuy fly girl came back for Brooklyn (Brooklyn) [Outro]\nDidn't we almost make it?\nYeah, yeah, didn't we?\nDidn't we, didn't we almost make it?\nDidn't we, didn't we almost make it?\nYeah, yeah, didn't we?\nDidn't we, didn't we almost make it?\nDidn't we, didn't we almost make it?\nYeah, yeah, didn't we?\nDidn't we, didn't we almost make it?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "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.\nVia 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." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Grav]\nLike this\nFrom the realm of the dunzillas\nFrom Chi town to uptown\nMy man Rashaun, Kanye, Seldom C, Sweat\nMe, Grav\nAnd sparking the cyph' off, Dave Wreck\n[Verse 1: Dave Wreck]\nFlow's wicked like Eurocentrics, magically makin' men emerge\nSpiritual urge, that leave from their body to surge to witness my verbs\nLeave holes in chest cavities like vaginas black\nFinger poppin' souls with facts\nMishaps and missteps, repulsive acts nonstop\nWe load the clip to keep my mind skills on cock\nAgainst corrupted MCs, splittin' their skulls with one swift motion\nCosmic destruction cause I get high from Merlin's potion\n[Verse 2: Kanye West]\nYo mad niggas got dreams of the Lexus and coupes\nGot their signin' bonus and bought TECs for the video shoot\nAyo them shits backfired before the cameraman arrived, he died\nFor his image, now let's start the scrimmage\nIn the first quarter, I sacked 25 MCs\nBy halftime you still got rhymes but they are diseased\nThey infected with 75 seconds of life left\nI cremate MCs and breathe they ashes in my life's breath\nIn a life or death situa(tion)\nI come through with the Chi representa(tion)\nAnd bleed you pussies every month like ovula(tion)\nThe sensation'll shine through your mind\nTake it line for line [Chorus: Dave Wreck + \nKanye West\n]\nPlay across the board to rob these niggas blind\nWhen we're takin' 'em line for line\nYo let's react with our mind, \nkill the black-on-black crime\nI'll be takin' it line for line\n[Verse 3: Seldom C]\nYo what you got, nigga?\nI got a fix for your binge\nLaced dope that soaks nerves numb\nSlung in slums to a steady stream of clientele\nEager tongues fold under pressure, the parallel\nDoubt disarrays the strongest efforts like a spell\nThe spell will lift, the truth be even more vague\nInfectious on phonograph, a verbal plaque plague\nThat preys on focused ears, I steer the culture in a new direction\nDisarm your psyche before you can reach your Smith & Wesson\n[Verse 4: Sway]\nI write like a cartel\nMelody mercenaries that flips the art well\nA secret order of chosen artists summoned from global markets\nPlottin' precise assaults on sub-terrainian targets\nCitizens seek refuge from bombshed that drops constant\nPoetically potent content executed on some calm shit\nYo I heard they said [?] ghettobred, thorough head\nThat an MC that can't rhyme is better off than said\nBest music off rhymes like [?] holdin' 8ths\nFrom a malicious mouth face that makes radioactive space\nThe science we seek, world supremacy over beats\nA league of crowd catalysts unleashed on the streets [Chorus: Seldom C + \nSway\n]\nWhy you reachin' for your heat? My shit's concealed in the mind\nWhen I'm takin' 'em line for line\nAnonymous masterminds shiftin' a paradigm\nWhen I'm takin' 'em line for line\n[Verse 5: Rashaun]\nFrom the cotton fields runaway slaves misbehavin'\nMy cravings remain eclectic, stay pathetic\nPrognosis, verbal dope feign who overdoses\nRegain focus, but hold, the pale horse approaches\nRoaches, collect the Ls up, my head said it\nPlus up the magnetic, I keep shit connected\nWhen crews get beheaded, slave ring the antiseptic\nMy man Sway erect shit lace it then I bless it\nAyo, uptown heads gravitate toward Saturn\nMoon spin me while Seldom C's gone with the wind\nOn the third day let my mental ascend\nWhere platinum dicks make your portals do tricks\nDimensional slits trip through space and time\nWhile you black cats remain blind I become sunshine\n[Verse 6: Grav]\nRisen from tombs\nTo wreak stress havoc and doom\nOn flesh and bones of niggas who think microphones\nAre restitutes for gods controllin' the weather\nVerbal showers and razor blades rain down to sever\nBody parts to expose their inner skin linin'\nDeath to weak foes from my in depth rhymin'\nMy timin' is exact and quick to stain brains\nFrom gusts to strong winds and ill hurricanes\nSomethin' wicked this way comes\nHey yo in the side of the norm\nNiggas'll run take cover from the storm\nI cause, when provoked and forced to get loose\nWith the same lightnin' bolts that I stole from Zeus\nIt's a holocaust with terror that most niggas fear\nGrizzly type style that's rather hard to bear\nForces driven by ancient spirits\nThat's barefoot with naps, goatees and Chuck spears\nYo, check, as shadow emits from headstones to headphones\nBust eardrums, leave dead tones\nIn hemispheres of brains used to comprehend\nHow me and my niggas turned gods to mortal men [Outro: Rashaun, \nGrav\n & \nKanye West\n]\nIn apocalyptic times I let my third eye shine\nWhen I'm takin' 'em line for line\nI take five niggas' souls and convert 'em into mine\nNow we takin' 'em line for line\nTake 'em now, take 'em now, take 'em now\nTake 'em to the side\nSide for side" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Waterbed with the following description: “Waterbed” is a single from EDM duo The Chainsmokers. It’s their second collab with Waterbed. It’s the beginning of a release schedule to drop one song a month.\nThe song uses its title as an unusual simile for twerking. The title was likely based on Waterbed’s name, like how “Roses” was based on the stage name of ROZES. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nFreely feeling everything\nYou had me reeling\nAll along the bottom of the deep sea\nCan I shake this feeling?\nCan I shake this feeling?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nTonight, light a fire\nWe'll be flying up and higher\nBurning bright, taking flight\nAs we leave all our worries behind\nIt is something special you have\nIf you didn't know, but now just\n[Chorus]\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\n[Verse 2]\nFreely feeling everything\nYou had me reeling\nCan I shake this feeling? [Pre-Chorus]\nTonight, light a fire\nWe'll be flying up and higher\nBurning bright, taking flight\nAs we leave all our worries behind\nIt is something special you have\nIf you didn't know, but now just\n[Chorus]\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\n[Bridge]\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nCan I shake this feeling?\nCan I shake this feeling?\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nCan I shake this feeling?\nCan I shake this feeling?\n[Chorus]\nCan I shake this feeling?\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nCan I shake this feeling?\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nMake your ass shake like a waterbed\nCan I shake this feeling?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Champagne Poetry with the following description: “Champagne Poetry” is the intro track to Drake’s album Certified Lover Boy.\nInitially revealed in an Instagram post of Drake’s son, Adonis, holding up a whiteboard, he captioned:\nThey keep asking for a track list… can’t seem to get one off 😂\n\nThe photo features one partially erased writing amongst Adonis' scribbles which reads “Champa- Poetry”, which can be completed as “Champagne Poetry”, possibly referencing his Instagram username, @champagnepapi. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Part I]\n[Intro]\nI love you, I love you, I love you\nUntil I, until I\nI love you, I love you, I love you\nUntil I find a\nSay the only words I know that you'll\n[Verse 1]\nI been hot since the birth of my son\nI remain unfazed, trust, worse has been done\nMan, fuck a valuation, show me personal funds\nIt's the pretty boys versus the petty boys\nSold that already, got a whole new set of toys\nShit is so surreal, Drizzy Drake, you better enjoy it\nNothing else bigger than the OVO letterman boys\nCashmere knits for the nighttime boat rides\nOllie got the first еdition parked up roadside\nThe only sign of strugglin' is coming from thosе guys\nI'm tryna just relay what I can see through my own eyes\nAnd nothin' tell the truth like the eyes will\nLived so much for others don't remember how I feel\nFriends in high places and friends that are high still\nStill managed to moonwalk straight through a minefield\nAnd then I'll come back to tell you how that feels\nBuilt this house for us all, pain in my back still\nYou niggas gassed up, you couldn't pay the [Interlude]\nI love you, I love you, I love you\nUntil I, until I\nI love you, I love you, I love you\nUntil I find a\nSay the only words I know that you'll\n[Verse 2]\nChampagne poetry, these are the effortless flows, supposedly\nSomething else is controlling me\nUnder her pictures live some of the greatest quotes from me\nUnder me, I see all the people that claim they over me\nAnd above me, I see nobody\nI'd have to be dead for them to say that you took it from me\nThe twenty percent of you that we own is my tootsie's money\nNigga, I'm wilding with your bread, you owe it to me\nCJ grab racks out the bag and throw it to me\nThey don't want a problem with the boy, but it's goin' to be\nTrust in my brothers is as strong as I know it should be\nFuture sign the contracts, he don't even show it to me\nI don't have to second-guess nothing with no one I love\n'Bout to build a second guest house 'cause we growing too much\nThink I got to scale the love back 'cause\n[Outro]\nI need you, I need you, I need you\nI need to make you see\nWhat you mean to me\nUntil I do, I'm hoping you will know what I mean [Part II]\n[Intro]\nYeah, oh\nHeavy day\nFor real\nYeah\nYeah\n[Verse]\nThe city's on fire and people are in denial\nCharges being laid, but we'll see what they do at trial\nI'm calling this shit from now\nSweetheart deals that the judges been handing down\nI haven't been able to see family for a while\nThat shit is wearin' me out\nI used to hide my pain in Delilah behind the bar 'til my niggas carried me out\nAnd if money's all I need in my grave, then bury me now\nI know I tend to talk about how I got a fortune on me\nBut with that comes the politics the city been forcing on me\nMan, I can't even R.I.P. and show my remorse to the homie\nKnow I carry the guilt of the city's misfortunes on me\nI even got the cleanin' staff plotting extortion on me\nMy parents' divorce is on me\nMy therapist's voice is making the choices for me\nAnd I always censor myself 'cause no matter what, they reporting on me\nThe pressure is weighin' on me\nCareer is going great, but now the rest of me's fading slowly\nMy soulmate is somewhere out in the world just waiting on me\nMy chef got the recipe for disaster baking slowly\nMy heart feel vacant and lonely, but still\nI'm makin' the most of this shit and more\nEvery single move is like rolling dice on the board\nSeen too many brothers get twenty-five from the boys\nI'd rather see all of 'em get twenty-five from the Lord\nAnd if the last negotiation made you pay me twenty-five\nWell, this is the perfect time to give me twenty-five more\nI'm bigger now than before\nCo-parent of the year, we figured out a rapport\nNo fair what Drizzy made on the second leg of the tour\nHow could anybody tell you the truth when they misinformed?\nHow the niggas turnin' up with you turned you in for rewards?\nHow the **** do we manage to win everything but awards?\n**** windows of opportunity, let me go through the doors\nThis the part where I don't ever say \"Pardon me\" anymore\nThis the part where I'ma find a new part of me to explore\nThis the part where all my partners know what we in it for\nThis the part where we gon' throw us a party after the war\nAnd if the last negotiation had you feeling out of pocket\nWell, this is the perfect time that I empty them shits for sure\nYou owe that shit to the boy, yeah [Outro]\n(\nI need to make you see\n)\nI love you, I love you, I love you\n(\nWhat you mean to me\n)\nI need to make you see\n(\nWhat you mean to me\n)\n(\nWhat you mean to me\n)\n(\nWhat you mean to me\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called TRUST with the following description: On “TRUST,” NF teams up with veteran rapper Tech N9ne to deliver introspective bars at a rapid, jaw-dropping speed. The chaotic track showcases both artists lyrical ability across diverse rhyme schemes, which discuss their intense work ethic, lack of trust and distinctiveness. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: NF]\nFocus on it every single day, I wanna figure out a way\nTo get ahead of what I think I know is comin'\nIt's obvious you got a problem if you always tryna make it seem\nAs if you've never been afraid, then why you runnin'?\nI could never look at what I do the way that other people can\nAnd walk away, I can't be separated from it\nStickin' out my neck is how I made it where I'm at\nYou wanna cut it up but can't, man, they can never take it from me\n(I'm) Outlandish, take chances\nGotta get it while I can with my damage\nMy sanity could leave but if it vanished\nDon't matter to me, I'd still manage\nGue-guеss you could say I'm at an advantage\nMy vantage point can be quitе lavish\nGot so many cadences, no way to pick\nOne, which bag is my hand in\nDepends what mood I'm in\nOh, no, I'm in a mood again\nLord knows I'm a hooligan\nLosin' it, who can get gruesome with\nYou if it comes down to it?\nYou can bet I shoot direct, defuse the threat\nAnd they wonder why the music has a huge effect?\nCould it be 'cause I've been the go-to when it comes to depth?\n'Cause I'm the one that they be callin' when the people get fed up\nAnd want the music with the visuals, I got a vendetta\nFor any part of me that wanna make it hard to get set up\nBut take away the happiness, it can be kinda pathetic\nBut when I look at everything that's tryna give me a headache\nI gotta be honest, I really been the cause of it, get it\n'Cause I can see a side of me you'll never see, you can tell\nWhen I'm at the breakin' point, I finally had to sit with the devil\nI went into hell and I asked him what the problem is, yellin'\nHe tried to get me to live with him, even called me a sinner\nAnd told me everything about me doesn't feel like a winner\nSo why continue when he's tellin' me I might as well give up?\nI took a moment, thought about it, feelin' caught in the middle\nBut got offended when he told me I would live in a kennel\nAnd I can never leave it, even if I made it to Heaven\nHe'd find a way to get me back and send a demon to get me\nI'm like, \"Woah (Woah), hold up, I don't think so\"\nSkin and bones meet my ego\nHow's he look? He don't eat much\nLet him starve, I don't feed him\nI just beat him, I just leave him in his womb, in the fetal\nLet him cry, let him yell, let him scream, I don't need him\nLift off when I'm ticked off, my pitfalls I latch on to like a pit dog\nI sit calm with a sick thought of a sitcom of the life I live\nLife I live's more like a sci-fi flick\nI hide in, wanna watch? Dive right in\nMy silence doesn't mean I'm dyin'\nJust means I'm careful with the time I spend, so [Chorus: NF]\n(Look, look) Look what I, look what I done (Ayy)\nHelpin' 'em people I love (I love)\nMy life is not what it was (No)\nI'll do whatever I must (Woo)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Ayy)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Yeah)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Ayy)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Ayy)\n[Verse 2: Tech N9ne & \nNF\n]\nTech N9na, next king up\nEveryone knowin' that I'm a death bringer\nThat lingua vexing ya\nLeavin' a regular rapper resting, bruh (Chyeah)\nThis is what, I give it such\nAn incredible wicked rush, a vivid gush\nOf poetical livid stuff to rid his gruff\nSaid, I better go rip it rough and I lit it up\nThe prestige I gather from people lovin' the Tech speed (Whoop)\nLyrically elect me, Jet Li\nThe beat, it got ya bobbin' until your neck bleed (Whoop)\nThat is tellin' me \"Let's feed\"\nOn the bitter the bogus the hitter will focus\nDeliver the doses and give a critter the dopest\nSpitter to flow sick and now the quitter corrosive\nA swig of the roguish'll give your liver cirrhosis (Chyeah)\nThe boogie monster reppin' with NF in the hoodie\nWant to step into the session and fully conquer\nThe weapon to lessen our profession go bully bonkers (Chyeah)\nLeft in a wreck, never checkin' nor could he stomp us\nTake his crown\nThought he was gonna make us run away in a battle with his fakeish frown\nShake his ground\nLike I'm the Mechagodzilla, I'm such a killer when I break it down (Uh)\nThese flows are the cheat code for the weak Joes\nThat need those elite bros with the heat, so\nThey can eat on the D low\nOff a beast yo' ego, got it vetoed (Chyeah)\nPlease close your beak foes, delete scrolls\nTaken from me, thieves chose to try to decode (Chyeah)\nReload the beat, so I can reach each soul\nNo cease, no finito, release (Go!)\nI am the chosen and everyone is beholdin'\nMy energy is golden 'cause dominion is being broken\nFrom enemies in the open approachin', I'm never jokin'\nThe remedy bein' spoken, I'm hopin' that you're soakin' it up (Chyeah)\nI'm in the motion, I'm dope and I'm never chokin'\nMy devotion to floatin' like an ocean, the Holy Ghost and\nI'm scopin' the evil folk and revokin' the wicked notion\nI'm croakin', I'm really floatin' and quotin' that I'm closin' it up (Chyeah)\nTalkin' behind my back\nEnd up where N9ne is at see me and say\nKinda wack, you could not find the knack\nHit you with a rhyme attack freely and spray\nI'ma beat you 'cause I'm greedy and slay, if you're creepy and cray\nI'ma eat you like PB&J, kiwi and grapes\nI'ma demolish 'em when the T be in play, pray!\nA stunna recordin' in my number three Jordans\nDungaree sportin', the tongue on me is gonna be scorchin'\nThe punishin' hunter eat like a hung-ary orphan (Chyeah)\nT9 and NF are elephants\nIn the room without a closet for skeletons\nQuit embellishin', a demon from hell is sent\nYell it went, Donny, you're outta your element!\n (\nAyy\n) [Chorus: NF]\nLook what I, look what I done (Ayy)\nHelpin' 'em people I love (I love)\nMy life is not what it was (No)\nI'll do whatever I must (Woo)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Ayy)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Yeah)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Ayy)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Ayy)\nLook what I, look what I done (What I done)\nHelpin' 'em people I love (I love)\nMy life is not what it was (No)\nI'll do whatever I must (Woo)\nCount on one hand who I trust (I trust; ayy)\nCount on one hand who I trust (I trust; yeah)\nCount on one hand who I trust (Ayy)\nCount on one hand who I trust" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Champagne Kids* with the following description: On March 26, 2019, an unreleased snippet by Hailee Steinfeld was shared on various leak sites and Reddit, under the title “Champagne Kids.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Lyrics from snippet]\n[Chorus]\nCall us the champagne kids, in the morning we know (Champagne kids)\nAyy-oh\nTime gonna go, so never waste [?]\nChampagne kids, but it ain't no smoke show\nAyy-oh\nTime gonna go, so never waste [?]\n[Verse]\nI know what diamonds do, but don't let that hit you\nIt's you\nYou got control to let it all go\nCrash and burn but it ain't my issue\nIt's you\n'Cause I got the love\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI wonder why we got the spark\nIf it's the vibe then don't deny\nKeep goin' up (Uh)\nElevator\nWatch you and hide all of the time\nJust 'cause they're blinded by the light\nKeep goin' up\nKeep goin' up, one, two [Chorus]\nCall us the champagne kids, in the morning we know\nAyy-oh (Uh-uh)\nTime gonna go, so never waste [?]\nChampagne kids, but it ain't no smoke show\nAyy-oh (Uh-uh)\nTime gonna go, so never waste [?]\n[Bridge/Outro]\n(Uh) Okay, ah\n(Uh) And we dance like ayy-oh (Okay)\nAnd we dance like ayy-oh\nWe're the champagne kids!\n(Uh) Okay, ah\n(Uh) And we dance like ayy-oh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Acceptable in the 80's with the following description: Calvin Harris' debut single! Released in March 2007, off his debut record I Created Disco, the song was a minor smash on the UK Single Chart, making it to number 10. It didn’t chart in the US, although it did make number 9 in Scotland.\nThe track samples “Shake It” by David Bowie, and see’s Harris waltzing back through time with an epic throwback vibe, big bright synths, and a music video as weird as anything Devo ever made. Harris gyrates in a giant green headset as scientists extract a green fluid from a dead animal. The animal is then stuffed and used as a prop.\nHarris was interviewed about the track, saying he had “hugs and love” for people born in the 80s, and he’d prefer not to have “people jumping all over him” on days when he is sleepy. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nIt was acceptable in the '80s\nIt was acceptable at the time\nIt was acceptable in the '80s\nIt was acceptable at the time\n[Verse 1]\nI got love for you\nIf you were born in the '80s, the '80s\nI've got hugs for you\nIf you were born in the '80s, the '80s\nI'll do things for you\nIf you were born in the '80s, the '80s\nI've got hugs for you\nIf you were born in the '80s\nYeah\n[Chorus]\nIt was acceptable in the '80s\nIt was acceptable at the time\nIt was acceptable in the '80s\nIt was acceptable at the time\n[Verse 2]\nI got love for you\nIf you were born in the '80s, the '80s\nI've got hugs for you\nIf you were born in the '80s, the '80s\nI'll do things for you\nIf you were born in the '80s, the '80s\nI've got hugs for you\nIf you were born in the '80s\nYeah [Chorus]\nIt was acceptable in the '80s\nIt was acceptable at the time\nIt was acceptable in the '80s\nIt was acceptable at the time" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Intro with the following description: The intro to Big Sean’s debut album Finally Famous revisits the KeY Wane-produced instrumental of “Memories,” the ultimate track off of the final installment of the Finally Famous mixtape trilogy. To achieve full cohesion with the ending of the mixtape series, which served as the build-up to his long-awaited debut album, Big Sean opens by playing on the first line of “Memories,” and so the album continues where the mixtapes left off. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nFinally Famous in this, gettin'\nE'rything\nI say\n[Verse]\nI'm still dreaming bigger than I'm living\nAnd just sleeping long enough to dream\nSpent long enough in the sheets\nIt's time to turn it to the real thing\nAnd turn these ideas to milli's, business into buildings\nNo girlfriend, you're looking for some feelings, find a dentist\nMe and my crew toured around the world, shook a million hands\nI never made the crowd fans, I made 'em all fam\nAnd came back to the city that made us all men\nExcept we kings now, reflecting, trying to take it all in\nI put the city on my back\nSo that way if I fall I'm crowd surfing the map\nI turn mistakes into lessons, dead ends to exits\nOn the journey of my life, so I'm inviting y'all to get in\nLet's go\n[Outro]\nGo, go\nGo, go, go, go" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Reaching with the following description: The song described by these lyrics is called “Reaching” and it’s a motivational song about overcoming obstacles and staying strong in the face of adversity. The lyrics portray a journey of self-discovery and empowerment, with the protagonist starting from a place of feeling helpless and lost, but ultimately finding the courage to rise above the challenges.\nThe chorus is a catchy and uplifting repetition of the word “reaching,” which becomes a mantra for the protagonist’s determination to keep fighting and shining. The bridge emphasizes the theme of self-determination and the rejection of external influences that try to define the protagonist’s path.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI used to feel so helpless, lost without a sound\nEvery time I tried to rise up, I was pushed back to the ground\nBut now I've found my courage, and I won't be held down\nI'll shout it from the rooftops, let my truth resound\n[Chorus]\nCause I'm reaching, reaching\nFor the strength to keep on fighting\nReaching, reaching\nFor the power to keep on shining\nI won't let them break me\nI won't let them take me down\nI'll keep reaching, reaching\n[Verse 2]\nThere were moments I felt defеated, like I'd nevеr make it through\nBut I held on to my vision, and I knew what I had to do\nI had to rise above the hate, and find the light inside\nI had to keep on pushing, and never let it die\n[Chorus]\nCause I'm reaching, reaching\nFor the strength to keep on fighting\nReaching, reaching\nFor the power to keep on shining\nI won't let them break me\nI won't let them take me down\nI'll keep reaching, reaching [Bridge]\nI know there's more to life than what they say\nI won't let them define me, I'll pave my own way\nAnd even though the road is long, and the journey's tough\nI'll keep on reaching, reaching, never giving up\n[Chorus]\nCause I'm reaching, reaching\nFor the strength to keep on fighting\nReaching, reaching\nFor the power to keep on shining\nI won't let them break me\nI won't let them take me down\nI'll keep reaching, reaching" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Home (Remix) with the following description: On this track, Snoh Aalegra teams up with American rapper Logic for a remix of her 2016 Don’t Explain standout, “Home.”\nLogic seems to be either rapping about his relationship with now-ex wife Jessica Andrea, or about his nicotine addiction – something he notably did in the past on October 2014’s “Nikki.”\nAlternatively, he could be rapping from someone else’s perspective, as he often did on his 2017 album, Everybody, which was released in the same month as this remix. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Logic]\nYeah, uh, yeah\n[Verse 1: Snoh Aalegra]\nFor a long time I've been gone\nA wanderer with nowhere to go, babe\nI spent too much time, I've been strong\nAsunder, free to roam, baby\n[Pre-Chorus: Snoh Aalegra]\nI've been homeless, hopeless with no address\n'Til my heart, you chose\nNow I got a home, baby\n[Chorus: Snoh Aalegra]\nOut here in the world I'm not alone\nAs long as I got you, I've got a home\nIf you just don't let go so I don't feel the cold\nAs long as I got you, I've got a home, babe\n[Verse 2: Snoh Aalegra]\nThese four walls, they can't hold me like you do\nYou already know, babe\nAnd I'll just fit my life inside you\nTaking you everywhere I go, babe, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Snoh Aalegra]\n'Cause I've been homeless, hopeless with no address\n'Til my heart, you chose\nNow I got a home\n[Chorus: Snoh Aalegra]\nOut here in the world I'm not alone\nAs long as I got you, I've got a home\nIf you just don't let go so I don't feel the cold\nAs long as I got you, I've got a home, babe\n[Verse 3: Logic]\nYeah, uh, yeah\nEver since that moment I know that I know that you're the one\nGotta keep it deep in your mind, I promise the only one\nBaby girl I need you, I breathe you, no I could never leave you\nI just don't have it in my heart to deceive you\nWherever I go she go, wherever she goes, that's my home\nI've been thinking about it\nI'm making it rain for myself but i'm digging about it\nMan, feeling so crowded, need to be alone\nNo, I need to be away from my phone\nNo, I am not in a positive zone\nAnd that's the reason why you are my home\nNeed to be gone\nNeed to be getting it on\nNeed to be getting it on\nNeed to be driving\nNeed to be lovin' and vibin'\nYou're the reason I'm surviving\nYou're the reason I'm alive in this\nYou're the reason I'm alive in this\nYou're the reason I'm alive, you're the reason I survive [Chorus: Snoh Aalegra & \nLogic\n]\nOut here in the world I'm not alone\nYeah, you're the home I never knew, deeper than revenue\nAnd as long as we're together, whatever, we're gonna be fine\nI put it all on the line like my heart in this rhyme, it's like\nIf you just don't let go so I don't feel the cold\nAs long as I got you, I got a home\n[Outro: Snoh Aalegra]\nLet me know, me know, me know, me know I got a home, oh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I Do with the following description: The final track on Cardi’s debut album, “I Do” is a banger featuring a hook by new collaborator SZA. The beat comes courtesy of Murda Beatz, a frequent collaborator of both Migos and Cardi herself.\nThe song is all about doing what you want, because “[you] feel like it”. Both Cardi and SZA flaunt their designer clothing, racks of cash, and rich boos. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nM-M-M-Murda\n[Chorus: SZA]\nLeft a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it\nDress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket\nDapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine\nNo wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\n[Verse 1: Cardi B]\nI think us, bad bitches, is a gift from God (Gift from God)\nI think you broke hoes need to get a job (Get a job)\nNow I'm a boss, I write my own name on the checks (Cardi)\nPussy so good, I say my own name during sex (Yeah)\nI might smack a bitch 'cause I felt like it (Yeah)\nGucci shoes and a belt like it (Woo)\nSaid that Cardi is his favorite fragrance\nI'm a rich bitch and I smell like it\nI'm in a boss bitch mood, ayy, these heels are Givenchy, ho\nThese are some boss bitch shoes\nIf you ain't no boss bitch, move, ayy\nFor the record, I set record record sales (Huh?)\nI like niggas that been in and outta jail (Huh?)\nThey said by now that I'll be finished, hard to tell (I can't tell)\nMy little fifteen minutes lasting long as hell, huh? [Chorus: SZA]\nLeft a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it\nDress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket\nDapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine\nNo wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\n[Verse 2: Cardi B]\nLook, broke hoes do what they can (Can)\nGood girls do what they told (Told)\nBad bitches do what they want (They want)\nThat's why a bitch is so cold (Woo)\nI'm a gangsta in a dress, I'm a bully in the bed\nOnly time that I'm a lady's when I lay these hoes to rest (Brrt)\nThe coupe is roofless, but I get top in it\nI'm provocative, it's my prerogative\n80K just to know what time is it\nCardi rockin' it, go buy stock in it\nSpend what I want, ain't no limit\nI say what I want, I ain't never been timid\nOnly real shit comes out my mouth and only real niggas go in it\nLeave his texts on read, leave his balls on blue\nPut it on airplane mode so none of those calls come through (Woo)\nHere's a word to my ladies, don't you give these niggas none (Give 'em none)\nIf they can't make you richer, they can't make you cum, huh? (Egh!) [Chorus: SZA]\nI left a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it\nDress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket\nDapper, dapper, I look fine, and my checks divine\nNo wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do\nI do what I like, I do, I do" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Flawless (Remix) with the following description: Lil Kim gears up and attacks archnemesis Nicki Minaj over a song Nicki had just remixed with Beyonce days earlier.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Beyoncé]\nDum-da-de-da\nDo, do, do, do, do, do\n(Coming down, dripping candy on the groun')\n[Verse 1: Beyoncé]\nIt's that Yoncé, your Yoncé\nIn that lingerie, on that chardonnay\nScorin' touchdowns on your runway\nI'm Texas forever like Bun B\nAnd I'm redboned yo\nI'm really rit like Donjae\nI'm camo in here yo\nThese thots can't clock me nowadays\nYou wish I was your pound cake\nBoy you know I look good as fuck\nYou wish I was your babymomma\nWant me to come around and give you good karma, but no\nWe escalate, up in this bitch like elevators\nOf course sometimes shit go down\nWhen it's a billion dollars on an elevator\nOf course sometimes shit go down\nWhen it's a billion dollars on an elevator\n(Ha, ha, God damn, God damn, God damn)\n[Bridge 1: Beyoncé]\nMomma taught me good home training\nMy Daddy taught me how to love my haters\nMy sister taught me I should speak my mind\nMy man made me feel so God damn fine (I'm flawless!) [Hook: Beyoncé]\nYou wake up, flawless\nPost up, flawless\nRidin' round in it, flawless\nFlossin' on that, flawless\nThis diamond, flawless\nMy diamond, flawless\nThis rock, flawless\nMy Roc, flawless\nI woke up like this, I woke up like this\nWe flawless, ladies tell 'em\nI woke up like this, I woke up like this\nWe flawless, ladies tell 'em\nSay \"I look so good tonight\"\nGod damn, God damn\nSay \"I look so good tonight\"\nGod damn, God damn, God damn\n[Bridge 2: Beyoncé]\nI wake up looking this good\nAnd I wouldn’t change it if I could\n(If I could, if I, if I, could)\nAnd you can say what you want\nI’m the shit (what you want I’m the shit)\nI’m the shit, I’m the shit, I’m the shit\nI want everyone to feel like this, tonight\nGod damn, God damn, God damn [Interlude: Outkast]\n[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj & (Beyonce)]\n(Onika...)\nLooking Trinidadian, Japanese and Indian\nGot Malaysian, got that yaki, that wavy Brazilian\n(Them bitches thirsty, I’m Hungarian\nNicki, B, be eatin’, diamond fangs, barbarian, ah)\nYo, like MJ doctor, they killing me\nPropofol, I know they hope I fall\nBut tell ‘em winning is my motherfuckin’ protocol\n‘Cause I score before I ever throw the ball\nThese bitches washed up and ain’t no fuckin’ soap involved, uh\nThis every hood nigga dream, fantasizing about Nicki and B\nCurvalicious, pussy served delicious\nMayday mayday, earth to bitches\nSlap these hoes on they ass like we birthing bitches, uh\nThe queen of rap, slayin' with Queen B\n[Verse 3: Lil Kim]\nAm I trippin' or did this ho just say my name?\nQueen of rap? Fuck outta here\nQueen is back, fuck outta here\nTime to get this wack bitch outta here\nI woke up like this, fuck outta here\nI'm so awesome, I'm so fuckin' awesome\nThese hoes wanna be me cause they know Kimmy, she flawless\nYea, I'm flossin', bitches got 'em nauseous\nPhantom got 'em carsick, Panamera Porsche's\nI just had a baby 'bout a week ago\nThese bitches got me on my bully yo\nLook at this shit, still got my dick on her lips\nI ain't even stunt in the bitch\nDamn it's a shame\nI gave you the rope, bitch, I want you to hang\nDior lipstick with the mascara\nKissin' myself in the rearview mirror\nHead game so presidential, spit on a dick like an instrumental" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Ghetto Tales with the following description: “Ghetto Tales” is a sexual song that blends R&B and rap in true Chris Brown fashion, and sees him encouraging his girl to come over for a booty call with no heads up, contradicting an earlier track on the mixtape, “Text Message.” The track initially leaked in June 2015 and it was assumed to be a leftover from Chris' September 2014 album, X. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n(\nSwiff D\n)\nI know you wanna see me\nKnow you wanna see me\nGirl, girl, girl, come and see me\nI know you wanna see me, wanna see me\n[Verse 1]\nHol' up, this ain't gotta be complicated (Hol' up)\nGirl, put your feelings to the side (Hol' up)\nAll you gotta do is be straight up (Hol' up)\nDon't let a minute pass by\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFuck a text message, call me\nI'll be right there to listen (Oh-woah)\nI know this is different, trust me\n'Cause I'm one call away\n[Chorus]\nI know you wanna see me (One call)\nKnow you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nGirl, girl, girl, come and see me (One call)\nI know you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nWanna see me\nI know you wanna see me (One call)\nKnow you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nGirl, girl, girl, come and see me (One call)\nI know you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nWanna see me [Verse 2]\nHa\nThis ain't gotta be no conversation\nGirl, pull your panties to the side\nWhy you wanna keep a nigga waitin'?\nWhen I can see it in your eyes\n[Pre-Chorus]\nFuck a text message, call me\nI'll be right there to listen\nI know this is different, oh, baby\n'Cause I'm one call away\n[Chorus]\nI know you wanna see me (One call)\nKnow you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call, yeah)\nGirl, girl, girl, come and see me (One call, oh)\nI know you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nWanna see me\nI know you wanna see me (One call)\nKnow you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call, yeah)\nGirl, girl, girl, come and see me (One call)\nI know you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nWanna see me\n[Verse 3]\nHa\nI know she wanna see me, oh, Lord\nFuck her too good, now her nigga wanna be me, hol' up\nI'm in the Lamborghini smokin' on Luigi, oh, Lord\nAnd then I clean that pussy up, I'm like a squidgy\nBetter believe me, bitch\nSmokin' a zip and I pour up a four\nPoppin' the molly, she ready to go\nShe wanna know can another friend come and another friend come\nI got too many hoes\nAll in my ear when she speakin' that Spanish\nBeatin' that pussy up, where's my manners?\nFuckin' with bitches like her, it ain't easy\nBlowin' my phone up, I know that she needy [Chorus]\nI know you wanna see me (One call)\nKnow you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nGirl, girl, girl, come and see me (One call)\nI know you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nWanna see me\nI know you wanna see me (One call)\nKnow you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nGirl, girl, girl, come and see me (One call)\nI know you wanna see me (One call, one call, one call)\nWanna see me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Eyes Closed with the following description: “Eyes Closed” is a heartfelt track that describes the emotions Ed faced when he lost an important person in his life. The song is dedicated to his close friend, Jamal, who sadly died from a sudden heart attack in February 2022.\nAlthough it was dedicated to Jamal, Ed also dedicates the track to anyone that has lost a close friend or a loved one, asserting that the song now belongs to them. The lyrics reflect on the fact that no matter what he does, everything reminds him of the things they did together, and that dancing with his eyes closed allows him to reminisce and get through the pain.\nOn March 24th, 2023, the track was released as the lead single for Sheeran’s sixth studio album, - (Subtract). Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI know it's a bad idea\nBut how can I help myself?\nBeen inside for most this year\nAnd I thought a few drinks, they might help\nIt's been a while, my dear\nDealin' with the cards life dealt\nI'm still holdin' back these tears\nWhile my friends are somewhere else\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI pictured this year a little bit different when it hit February\nI step in the bar, it hit me so hard, oh, how can it be this heavy?\nEvery song reminds me you're gone and I feel thе lump form in my throat\n'Cause I'm here alonе\n[Chorus]\nJust dancin' with my eyes closed\n'Cause everywhere I look, I still see you\nAnd time is movin' so slow\nAnd I don't know what else that I can do\nSo I'll keep dancin' with my\n[Post-Chorus]\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nEye-eye-eye-eyes closed\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nSo I'll keep dancin' with my [Verse 2]\nDelusion is here again\nAnd I think you'll come home soon\nA word brings me right back in\nThen it's only me that's in this room\nI guess I could just pretend\nThe colours are more than blue\nBut I lost more than my friend\nI can't help but missin' you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI pictured this month a little bit different, no one is ever ready\nAnd when it unfolds, you get in a hole, oh, how can it be this heavy?\nEverything changes, nothing's the same, except the truth is now you're gone\nAnd life just goes on\n[Chorus]\nSo I'm dancin' with my eyes closed\n'Cause everywhere I look, I still see you\nAnd time is movin' so slow\nAnd I don't know what else that I can do\nSo I'll keep dancin' with my\n[Post-Chorus]\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nEye-eye-eye-eyes closed\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nSo I'll keep dancin' with my\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nEye-eye-eye-eyes closed\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nOh, I keep dancin' with my [Bridge]\nThey're shutting the bar, they're cleanin' the floor\nAnd everyone is already home\nBut I'm on my own\n[Chorus]\nStill dancin' with my eyes closed\n'Cause everywhere I look, I still see you\nAnd time is movin' so slow\nAnd I don't know what else that I can do\nSo I'll keep dancin' with my\n[Post-Chorus]\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nEye-eye-eye-eyes closed\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nOh, I keep dancin' with my\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nEye-eye-eye-eyes closed\nEye-eye-eye-eyes\nOh, I keep dancin' with my" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Wicked Shit Freestyle with the following description: On “Wicked Shit,” Detroit legend Eminem boasts about his superior skills and his abilities on the mic. On the aggressive freestyle, Em warns his opposition of his instability and his desire to end his competition.\nThis track is one of his oldest ever, having been recorded in 1994 and subsequently never released. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Eminem:\n... grab the mic and I am kickin 'em\nWhile I'm getting wicked with the wicked shit\nAbout to be kicking it with ridiculous skits\nWhen I be flipping 'em\nTaking mic's and ripping them\nWhen I come equipped to grab\nAnd I stab shit\nI stab motherfuckers bad\nThey go back to the lab\nIt's like a crack to the crab\nOr crack to the crack\nIt doesn't matter, cause I'm kicking mad data\nIt doesn't matter who's fatter\nCause if I had a gun, then I would add a whole to your bladder\nKicking the mad fuckin' shit and I ?\nMotherfuckers are scared of\nIn all kind of ways when I rewind blind ..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Hood Politics with the following description: Kendrick states in his poem that he dealt with survivor’s guilt by reiterating to himself that he earned his success and stayed true to his A-1 foundation.\n“Hood Politics” is just this – Kendrick giving us the outlook, again, of when he was a child/adolescent and didn’t have the knowledge he has now. This is a progression and also a contrast from the last song, “Momma.” The last song was about how he forgot how it was to be in the hood. This is him transporting himself to a time when the hood was all he knew.\nKendrick’s delivery on this track is at a higher pitch than normal to signify his younger self, his past, and his roots. On the record, he discusses issues such as American politics in the second verse and the rap industry in the third verse, with the latter being based on his observations of the stir caused in response to his “Control” verse.\nKendrick previewed the first two verses of this song on a freestyle with Big Boy on 92.3 FM. This song samples Sufjan Stevens' “All For Myself.” Legendary Funk bassist George Clinton, who was featured in “Wesley’s Theory,” remarked that this song was his favorite on the album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by Tae Beast, Sounwave & Thundercat]\n[Intro: Dr. Dre]\nK-Dot, pick up the phone, nigga\nEvery time I call, it's going to voicemail\nDon't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga\nNo socks and skinny jeans and shit, ha\nHa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haha\nCall me on Shaniqua's phone!\n[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]\nI been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo\nYour home boy, your block that you're from, boo-boo\nLil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo\nBaby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo\nWe was in the hood, fourteen with the deuce-deuce\nFourteen years later, going hard like we used to\nOn the dead homies\nOn the dead homies\n[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]\nI don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga\nOur lil' homie Stunna Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga\nSo you better go hard every time you jump on wax, my nigga\nFuck what they talkin' 'bout, your shit is where it's at, my nigga\nCame in this game, you stuck your fangs in this game\nYou wore no chain in this game, your hood, your name in this game\nNow you double up, time to bubble up the bread and huddle up\nStickin' to the scripts, now, here, if them Benjamins go cuddle up\nSkip, hop, drip, drop\nFlip, flop with the white tube sock\nIt goes, \n\"Sherm sticks, burn this\"\nThat's what the product smell like when the chemicals mix\n50-nigga salute, out the Compton zoo, with the extras\nEl Co's, Monte Carlos, Road Kings, and dressers\nRip Ridaz, P-Funkers, Mexicans, they fuck with you\nAsians, they fuck with you, nobody can fuck with you [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]\nI been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo\nYour homeboy, your block that you're from, boo-boo\nLil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo\nBaby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo\nWe was in the hood, fourteen with the deuce-deuce\nFourteen years later, going hard like we used to\nOn the dead homies\nOn the dead homies\n[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]\nHopped out the Caddy, just got my dick sucked\nThe little homies called and said, \"The enemies done cliqued up\"\nOh, yeah? Puto want to squabble with mi barrio?\nOh, yeah? Tell 'em they can run it for the cardio\nOh, yeah? Everything is everything, it's scandalous\nSlow motion for the ambulance, the project filled with cameras\nThe LAPD gamblin', scramblin', football numbers slanderin'\nNiggas' names on paper—you snitched all summer\nStreets don't fail me now\nThey tell me it's a new gang in town\nFrom Compton to Congress\nSet-trippin' all around\nAin't nothin' new but a flu of new Demo-Crips and Re-Blood-icans\nRed state versus a blue state—which one you governin'?\nThey give us guns and drugs, call us thugs,\n \nmake it they promise to fuck with you\nNo condom, they fuck with you,\n \nObama say, \"What it do?\" [Interlude: Kendrick Lamar]\nObama say, \"What it do?\"\nObama say, \"What it do?\"\nObama say, \"What it do?\"\n[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]\nI been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo\nYour homeboy, your block that you're from, boo-boo\nLil' hoes you went to school with, boo-boo\nBaby mama and your new bitch, boo-boo\nWe was in the hood, fourteen with the deuce-deuce\nFourteen years later, going hard like we used to\nOn the dead homies\nOn the dead homies\n[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]\nEverybody want to talk about who this and who that\nWho the realest and who wack, or who white or who black\nCritics want to mention that they miss when hip-hop was rappin'\nMotherfucker, if you did, then Killer Mike'd be platinum\nY'all priorities fucked up, put energy in wrong shit\nHennessy and Crown Vic, my memory been gone since\nDon't ask about no camera blocking at award shows\nNo, don't ask about my bitch, no, don't ask about my Vogues\n'Less you askin' me about power, yeah, I got a lot of it\nI'm the only nigga next to Snoop that can push the button\nHad the Coast on standby\n\"K. Dot, what up? I heard they opened up Pandora's box\"\nI box 'em all in, by a landslide\nNah, homie, we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets\nI make the call and get the Coast involved, then history repeats\nBut I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down with Jay\nHe said, \"It's funny how one verse could fuck up the game\" [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]\nI been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo\n[Poem: Kendrick Lamar]\nI remember you was conflicted\nMisusing your influence\nSometimes I did the same\nAbusing my power full of resentment\nResentment that turned into a deep depression\nFound myself screaming in a hotel room\nI didn't want to self-destruct\nThe evils of Lucy was all around me\nSo I went running for answers\nUntil I came home\nBut that didn't stop survivors guilt\nGoing back and forth\nTrying to convince myself the stripes I earned\nOr maybe how A-1 my foundation was\nBut while my loved ones was fighting a continuous war\nBack in the city\nI was entering a new one" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Buy Love with the following description: This ballad is directed at a woman who we can assume is either a dancer or possibly a prostitute who Future has personal feelings for, but who only sees him as a customer, that is a source of income. Future acknowledges in this song that their relationship is him paying her for their connection, but his yearning betrays his desire for their relationship to exist on a personal level and not just a monetary one. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook]\nLot of love\nA lot of love for you\nThey ain't got enough for you\nI can have you workin' all night\nI'm buyin' love from you\nI'm buyin' love from you\nThey ain't got enough for you\nI can have you workin' all night\n[Verse 1]\nTender when you taste, girl you spiteful, oh\nPissin' out this Ace like Franklins\nHad a dream I woke up to a diva\nTastin' pink molly like it's Easter\nLet me go, I'm goin' to the Oscar's\nWe made a film last year, got me popular\nI keep my ego cockin', I keep that Glock cockin'\nI got these ice drops, can't let the ice stop\n[Pre-Hook]\nPeelin' up these hundreds like oooh\nI don't know where our love begun\nGot you runnin', runnin' with my tongue\nOpen you up, let it cum [Hook]\nLot of love for you\nA lot of love for you\nThey ain't got enough for you\nI can have you workin' all night\nI'm buyin' love from you\nI'm buyin' love from you\nThey ain't got enough for you\nI can have you workin' all\n[Verse 2]\nShowed you the keys, all these foreigns I own\nLeft my OG, I've been out on my own\nShe speak four languages, she calls me my home\nSit in a sanctuary, I'm all alone\nI wanna love you, more of you without me\nExclusivity, let me be your remedy\nSexual chemistry, we don't show no sympathy\nI want you spiritually, but I need you more mentally\n[Pre-Hook]\nPeelin' up these hundreds like oooh\nI don't know where our love begun\nGot you runnin', runnin' with my tongue\nOpen you up, let it cum [Hook]\nLot of love for you\nA lot of love for you\nThey ain't got enough for you\nI can have you workin' all night\nI'm buyin' love from you\nI'm buyin' love from you\nThey ain't got enough for you\nI'm buyin' love from you\n[Pre-Hook]\nPeelin' up these hundreds like oooh\nI don't know where our love begun\nGot you runnin', runnin' with my tongue\nOpen you up, let it cum\n[Hook]\nLot of love\nA lot of love for you\nThey ain't got enough for you\nI can have you workin' all night\n[Outro]\nBefore you give up on me, cry a river twice\nI seen your heart skipped a beat last night\nThat's gon' happen if you give up on my promise\nWe have sex, talk back like it's drama\nLet me inside, ohhh\nWant this, pour liquor, me all night\nJust keep me inside\nGirl, whatever you want ooh-ooh-ooh\nGirl, whatever you want ooh-ooh-ooh\nJust keep me inside\nGirl, whatever you want ooh-ooh-ooh\nGirl, whatever you want ooh-ooh-ooh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Crybaby with the following description: Released as Rainbow’s third single, as part of a double A-side with “Can’t Take That Away”, this Snoop Dogg assisted track was Mariah’s first single to miss the top 20 of the Billboard Hot 100. It was the center of much controversy between Mariah and her label due to it’s lack of any kind of promotion. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Spoken Intro: Snoop Dogg]\nYo what's happening?\nWhat you crying for?\nNow u know u look 2 damn good 2 be cryin...\nCome here... holla at a playa\nDPG style... ya know... ya know...\n[Intro: Mariah Carey]\nWhen I think of our untimely end\nAnd everything we could have been\nI cry, baby I cry\n[Verse 1: Mariah Carey]\nOk so it's 5 am and\nI still can't sleep\nI took some medicine\nBut it's not working\nSomeone's clinging to me\nAnd it's bittersweet\n'Cause he's head over heels\nBut it ain't that deep\nI finally changed my number\nGot a different \npager\nThen last Saturday\nYour cousin called to say you're\nTryin' to reach me\nProbably because you see that\nI'm with someone new [Chorus: Mariah Carey & \nSnoop Dogg\n]\nLate at night like a little child\nWandering around alone in my new friend's home (all alone)\n(Dry your eyes, dry your eyes)\nOn my tippy toes\nSo that he won't know\n(So that he won't know)\nI still cry baby (I cry baby)\nOver you and me\n(Baby don't cry)\n[Verse 2: Mariah Carey & \nSnoop Dogg\n]\nSipping Bailey's Cream\nBy the stereo \n(yeah)\nTrying to find relief\nOn the radio \n(ah, what's up)\nI'm suppressing the tears\nBut they start to flow\n'Cause the next song I hear\nIs a song I wrote\nWhen we first got together\nEarly that September\nI can't bear to listen\nSo I might as well drift\nIn the kitchen\nPour another glass or two\nAnd try to forget you\n(Ya know... ya know...) [Chorus: Mariah Carey & \nSnoop Dogg\n]\nLate at night like a little child\nWandering around alone in my new friend's home\n(Wandering around... in my new friend's home on my my...)\nOn my tippy toes (tippy toes)\n(Baby don't cry)\nSo that he won't know (so that he won't know I...)\nI still cry baby (cry over you)\nOver you and me\n(Baby don't cry)\n(You and me)\n[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg, \nMariah Carey\n & \nboth\n]\nBaby hear me when I say\nLet that man be on his way\nDon't even waste your time\nAnd worry 'bout how he handle things (that ain't right)\nBaby hear me when I say\nA playa feeling good today\n(You know you're too fly to be cryin')\nDon't even waste your time\nWatch how I handle things\nMan you's a fool for this\nFor this\nBut on the real dog I'm cool with this\nWe doin' this\nD-O double G Z-Y\nKiss the girls and make them cry [Chorus: Mariah Carey & \nSnoop Dogg\n]\n(It's late...)\nLate at night like a little child (I'm like a little child)\n(Dry your eyes)\nWandering around alone in my new friend's home (wandering around alone... do do do do doo)\n(No baby don't cry)\nOn my tippy toes\n(Baby don't cry)\nSo that he won't know (so that he won't know)\n(Dry your eyes)\nI still cry baby (I'm up spiraling over you and me)\nOver you and me\n[Chorus: Mariah Carey & \nSnoop Dogg\n]\n(Why is it 5 am and I'm still up spiraling)\nLate at night like a little child\n(That ain't right)\nWandering around alone in my new friend's home (and walking around alone... do do do do doo)\n(You know you too fly to be crying)\nOn my tippy toes (on my tippy toes)\nSo that he won't know (so that he won't know)\n(Dry your eyes)\nI still cry baby\n(I still cry)\nOver you and me\n[Bridge: Mariah Carey]\nI don't get no sleep\nI'm up all week\nCan't stop thinking of you and me\nAnd everything we used to be\nIt could have been so perfect\nSee I cry, I cry, I cry\nOh, I gotta get me some sleep\nBaby and I cry, cry, cry, cry\nOn my tippy toes\nSo that he won't know\nI still cry\nYou and I\n[Chorus: Mariah Carey & (Snoop Dogg)]\n(Dry your eyes)\nLate at night like a little child\n(I'm like a little child)\nWandering around alone in my new friend's home (wandering around alone do do do do doo)\n(MC)\nOn my tippy toes (on my tippy toes)\n(D-O double jizzy)\nSo that he won't know (so that he won't know)\nI still cry baby (I still cry)\nOver you and me\n[Chorus: Mariah Carey]\nLate at night like a little child\nWandering around alone in my new friend's home\nOn my tippy toes (I cry...)\nSo that he won't know (cry...)\nI still cry baby (cry...)\nOver you and me \n(cry...)\n(Baby and I...)\n[Outro: Mariah Carey]\nCry, cry, cry\n(Baby I)\nCry, baby and I...\nOn my tippy toes\nSo that he won't know\nI still cry\nCry, baby and I..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Met Him Last Night with the following description: “Met Him Last Night” is the ninth track from the seventh studio album, Dancing With The Devil: The Art of Starting Over by Demi Lovato, that features singer Ariana Grande. It marks the first collaboration between the two artists.\nIt was said that the song was only added in the last weeks before the former’s interview with the New York Times.\nIt was teased in the interview with the New York Times on March 16. The official announcement was tweeted on Twitter by Demi and retweeted by Ariana with the official name reveal. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Demi Lovato]\nLate at night, I'm sippin' as you pass me by\nRed or white? You pour another, say, \"It's fine\"\n[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato & Ariana Grande]\nI don't believe in you (I, I don't believe that)\n'Cause I know just how you do (I, I seen it right through)\n[Chorus: Demi Lovato, \nAriana Grande\n, \nDemi Lovato & Ariana Grande\n]\nI've seen the devil, yeah, I met him last night\nHad conversation, yeah, I think he's alright\nSeemed kinda funny, yeah, he kinda my type (\nYeah, he's kinda my type\n)\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nI've seen the devil, yeah, I met him last night\nOne conversation, \nnow he's spendin' the night\nI think I Iove him, \nthough I know it ain't right\n[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]\nYou got mе fucked up, I won't let this happen again \n(Mm-mm, yеah)\nThis the last time, you won't take advantage of my innocence (Mm-mm, yeah)\n[Pre-Chorus: Ariana Grande]\nI don't believe in you (I, I don't believe that)\nDisguised, but I see right through (I, I seen it right through)\n[Chorus: Demi Lovato, \nAriana Grande\n, \nDemi Lovato & Ariana Grande\n]\nI've seen the devil, yeah, I met him last night\nHad conversation, yeah, I think he's alright\nSeemed kinda funny, yeah, he kinda my type\n(\nYeah, he's kinda my type\n)\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nI've seen the devil, yeah, I met him last night\nOne conversation, now he's spendin' the night\nI think I Iove him, though I know it ain't right\n(\nNo, no, it ain't right, yeah\n) [Verse 3: Demi Lovato, \nAriana Grande\n, \nDemi Lovato & Ariana Grande\n]\nHow could I ever believe him? (\nYeah\n)\nThat one look could be so deceivin' (\nYeah\n)\nBoy, you were my only vice, I never feel this way\nWon't be no hostage, I'm leavin' (\nYeah\n)\nBoy, you just gave me a reason\nNo one ever thought I'd be the one\nNo one ever thought I'd \nbe the one to fall\nWatch me bounce before I give you my all\nSo, I promise tonight is the last call\n[Pre-Chorus: Ariana Grande]\nI don't believe in you (I, I don't believe that)\nDisguised, but I see right through (I, I seen it right through)\n[Chorus: Demi Lovato, \nAriana Grande\n, \nDemi Lovato & Ariana Grande\n]\nI've seen the devil, \nyeah, I met him last night\nHad conversation, \nyeah, I think he's alright\nSeemed kinda funny, \nyeah, he kinda my type\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nI've seen the devil, yeah, I met him last night\nOne \nconversation, now he's spendin' the night\nI think I Iove him, though I know it ain't right\n(Ain't right, ain't right, ain't right, no)\n[Outro: Demi Lovato, \nAriana Grande\n, \nDemi Lovato & Ariana Grande\n]\nMm-mm-mm\n (Oh, woah)\nMm-mm-mm\nMm-mm-mm\nOh, hey, hey" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called You’re Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile (2014 Film Version) with the following description: “You’re Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile” is a renewed version of the song of the same name written by Charles Strouse and Martin Charnin for the 1982 film Annie. Sia rewrote it to adapt it to a modern key remake of the film.\n\nSia also features on two other tracks of the soundtrack.\nVevo uploaded a video of the song, shot in NYC, on October 22nd, 2014. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nHey, America, let's turn it up, yeah check out yourselves\nCause you know you're never fully dressed without a smile\nYour clothes may be Chanel, Gucci, your shoes crocodile\nBut baby, you're never fully dressed without a smile\n[Chorus]\nAnd if you stand for nothing you'll fall for it all\nWe got all we need, got love and more\nBut never fully dressed without a smile\nAnd if you stand for something, you can have it all\nIf it's real, you'll open every door\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\n[Verse 2]\nReady or not, give all we've got, yeah you can't deny\nThat baby, you're never fully dressed without a smile\nDon't sink the boat when you lose hope, I'll keep you alive\nBut baby, you're never fully dressed without a smile\n[Chorus]\nAnd if you stand for nothing you'll fall for it all\nWe got all we need, got love and more\nBut never fully dressed without a smile\nAnd if you stand for something, you can have it all\nIf it's real, you'll open every door\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile [Verse 3]\nNow look at us, we pick up, we set it on fire\nCause you know you're never fully dressed without a smile\nWe show it out, we're playing now, we're living the life\nBut baby, you're never fully dressed without a smile\n[Chorus]\nAnd if you stand for nothing you'll fall for it all\nWe got all we need, got love and more\nBut never fully dressed without a smile\nAnd if you stand for something, you can have it all\nIf it's real, you'll open every door\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile\nYou're never fully dressed without a smile" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called D.O.A. with the following description: On “D.O.A.”, Jay-Z differentiates the “Mixtape Weezy” – the Lil Wayne who makes thought-provoking, allusive songs on unofficial mixtapes – from the “Auto Tune” Weezy of the radio\nBOTH WEEZYS ARE EXCELLENT. But whatever, Wayne didn’t get offended. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: \nJay-Z\n]\nLa-da-da-da\nHey, hey, hey\nGoodbye\n[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]\nUgh, Fiji water, grandaddy purp\nExcuse me, I let the semi-automatic burp\nBlood gang, motherfucker, call me \"Red Alert\"\nYoung Carter kill in order, who get it first?\nStuff that girl with dick 'til her head burst\nYoung Weezle, flow needles, I could thread shirts\nBoy, you ain’t did shit, I done said worse\nFlip your fitted cap back like Fred Durst\nUgh, Fiji water, OG kush\nYeah, I drink verses and eat hooks\nGot the stove on my waist, and we cooks\nI'm in the way, you can’t pass, like Aaron Brooks\nPresident, ride the car slow\nI let my driver drive, I'm on Par 4\nSpit hanging from my mouth, retard flow\nAnd I say what I won like an award show\nI'm on some shit ain’t even came out the ass yet\nSit back and watch the green grow like the grass wet\nYoung or old, there ain’t no comparing me\nI just cleared that up, moment of clarity, ugh! [Break: \nJay-Z\n]\nLa-da-da-da\nHey, hey, hey\nGoodbye\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nUgh, I'm about to go almonds\nYoung head-buster, get your helmets\nYou niggas real soft—what is that, velvet?\nI get big chips, you get Alvins\nUgh, I'm about to go walnuts\nWe get seven-digit money, you could call us\nHit 'em with the chopper, watch 'em ball up\nPaint your face red, you all dolled up\nYeah, Young Nino, nigga\nDo it for my team, Tim Tebow, nigga\nI'm killing this shit, Grim Reap' flow, nigga\nGetting swallowed by the Maybach, deepthroat, nigga!\nUgh, I'm about to go Planters\nI’m still in my prime, Deion Sanders\nWe all gamblers, I will not lose\nFlow precious as diamonds, I drop jewels\nGive me mine or I'ma take mine\nSmoking purple, I heard it through the grapevine\nWeezy Baby, AKA Your Highness\nI just killed this shit, moment of silence, ugh! [Break: \nJay-Z\n & Lil Wayne]\nLa-da-da-da\nHey, hey, hey\nGoodbye\nHaha\nBut I ain't finished\nUh-uh\nNo Ceilings, motherfucker! Yeah\n[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]\nUgh, I'm in the zone like a fastball\nAnd I fuck the game up like a bad call\nLet the money stack, don’t let the cash fall\nBars all day, no last call\nUgh, I'm in the Red Zone, nigga\nWake up in the morning with your head gone, nigga\nBirdman Junior, wings spread on niggas\nLeave the beef in the streets and bring the bread home, nigga\nYeah, tell the doctor, \"Step aside, please\"\nDr. Carter, gasoline in your IVs\nStrong dry weed, make my eyes bleed\nStrong-arm rap, I rock a iron sleeve\nUgh, I'm in the zone like the secondary\nNo lie, bitch, I’m flyer than a pet canary\nI’m a dog on the beat, fuck the vet'inary\nTwo women praise me like Mary Mary\nUgh, I'm in the zone like college ball\nSpit fire like I’m sipping on a Molotov\nLoose bowels, this shit so easy\nI might send this to the mixtape, Weezy\n (Ugh!) [Outro: \nJay-Z\n & Lil Wayne]\nHahahaha\nLa-da-da-da\nNo Ceilings\nHey, hey, hey\nYeah\nGoodbye\nHaha!!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called South of the Border with the following description: On “South of the Border,” the artists implore their significant others to leave the United States and go on a romantic trip with them.\nBoth Cardi B and Camila have Latino lineage. In a 2017 article, PopSugar.com broke down Camila’s Cuban background. She spoke Spanish as her primary language for years before learning English.\nWhile Camila has an unreleased 2018 track co-written by Ed Sheeran, this song marks the first collaboration between any of the featured artists. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Ed Sheeran]\nShe got the mmm, brown eyes, caramel thighs\nLong hair, no wedding ring, hey\nI saw you lookin' from across the way\nAnd now I really wanna know your name\nShe got the mmm, white dress, but when she’s wearin' less\nMan, you know that she drives me crazy\nThe mmm, brown eyes, beautiful smile\nYou know I love watching you do your thing\n[Pre-Chorus: Ed Sheeran]\nI love her hips, curves, lips say the words\n\"Te amo, mami, ah, te amo, mami\"\nI kiss her, this love is like a dream\n[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]\nSo join me in this bed that I'm in\nPush up on me and sweat, darling\nSo I’m gonna put my time in\nI won't stop until the angels sing\nJump in that water, be free\nCome south of the border with me\nJump in that water, be free\nCome south of the border with me\n[Verse 2: Camila Cabello]\nHe got that mmm, green eyes, givin' me signs\nThat he really wants to know my name, hey\nI saw you lookin' from across the way\nAnd suddenly, I'm glad I came, ay\nVen para acá, quiero bailar, toma mi mano\nQuiero sentir tu cuerpo en mí, estás temblando\nMmm, green eyes, takin' your time\nNow we know we'll never be the same [Pre-Chorus: Camila Cabello]\nI love his lips 'cause he says the words\n\"Te amo, mami, ah, te amo, mami\"\nDon’t wake up, this love is like a dream\n[Chorus: Ed Sheeran & Camila Cabello, \nEd Sheeran\n, \nCamila Cabello\n]\nSo join me in this bed that I’m in\nPush up on me and sweat, darling\nSo I'm gonna put my time in (\nTime in\n)\nAnd won’t stop until the angels sing\nJump in that water, be free\nCome south of the border with me\nJump in that water, be free\nCome south of the border with me (\nRrrat\n)\nFlawless diamonds\nIn a green field near Buenos Aires\nUntil the sun's rising\nWe won't stop until the angels sing\nJump in that water\n, be free\nCome south of the border with me\nJump in that water\n, be free\nCome south of the border with me\n[Verse 3: Cardi B & \nCamila Cabello\n]\nBardi, uh\nYou never live 'til you risk your life (Life)\nYou wanna shine, you gotta get more \nice\n (Ice, ice, \noh\n)\nAm I your lover or I’m just your vice? (Woo, \nyeah, yeah\n)\nA little crazy, but I'm just your type (Okurrr)\nYou want the lips and the curves, need the whips and the furs\nAnd the diamonds I prefer, in my closet, his and hers, ayy\nHe want the lil' mamacita, margarita (Margarita)\nI think that Ed got a lil' jungle fever, ayy (Woo!)\nYou are more than (You are more than)\nSomething borin' (Something borin')\nLegs open, tongue out, Michael Jordan, uh (Uh)\nGo explore in (Woo, woo) somethin' foreign (Skrrt, skrrt)\nBust it up, a rain forest, it be pourin', yeah\nKiss me like you need me, rub me like a genie\nPull up to my spot in Lamborghini\n'Cause you gotta see me, never leave me (Never leave me)\nYou got a girl that could finally do it all\nDrop a album, drop a baby, but I never drop the ball, uh [Chorus: Ed Sheeran, \nCamila Cabello\n & \nBoth\n]\nSo join me in this bed\n (\nThis bed\n) that I'm in (\nThat I'm in\n)\nPush up on me and sweat, darling (\nOh no, no, no\n)\nSo I'm gonna put my time in\nI won't stop until the angels sing\n (\nNah, nah, nah\n)\nJump in that water, be free\nCome south of the border with me\nCome south of the border, border\n (\nHey\n)\nCome south of the border with me\nCome south of the border, border\nCome south of the border with me\nJump in that water, be free\nCome south \nof the border with me\nJump in that water, be free\nCome south of the border with me" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Tap In (Remix) with the following description: The remix of Saweetie’s June 2020 single “Tap In.” was announced on August 18, 2020 through an Instagram post. It features DaBaby, Jack Harlow, and Post Malone.\nFor DaBaby and Jack Harlow, this marks their second collaboration. In June 2020,\nBaby featured on the remix of Harlow’s January 2020 single, “WHATS POPPIN.”. This is also DaBaby and Post Malone’s second collaboration after DaBaby’s feature on the September 2019 song Enemies. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Too $hort & \nSaweetie\n]\nDon't ever stop if you wanna be on top, bitch (\nRemix\n)\n[Chorus: Saweetie & \nDaBaby\n]\nLil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in (\nOh, I'ma tap in for sure\n)\nTap, tap, tap in\nDiamonds dancing on your neck, nigga, tap in (\nOh, I'ma tap in, I'ma tap in\n)\nTap, tap, tap in\nFuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in (\nI'll let you hold a couple dollars, I ain't trippin'\n)\nTap, tap, tap in\nM-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in (\nGo\n, \nYeah\n)\nTap, tap, tap in\n[Verse 1: DaBaby]\nTap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, nigga\nShe want a nigga that rap (Yeah)\nShe want him to give up the sack\nI like them ghetto-ass bougie bitches (Let's go)\nThe ones that wear the sundress\n'Cause she got a big ol' booty in it (Let's go)\nHold on, I ain't done yet (Yeah)\nI like to fuck her 'til she tap out (Go)\nGon' tell your ass to tap in (Go)\nLil' baddie bitch from Cali\nThrow up Westside like Mack 10 (West)\nYeah, I know they call you \"Baby\" (Go)\nYeah, I know you think you lit\nBut you wanna fuck? You gotta pay me (Uh-uh)\nTold her, \"Uh-uh, must be crazy\" (No go)\nI don't want none if she basic (No)\nThis rich-nigga dick\nA ho get lucky if she taste it (Ha, for real, let's go)\nPretty skin, \npretty feet\n, and she kinda thick (Go)\nLike to talk her shit while she bouncing on the dick\nDo it on the dick, girl, she look me in my eyes\nWhen she do it, she a big girl (Ooh), I might have to tap in\nI love that she a freak, the type to pull it out\nAnd eat it in the driveway while I back in\nWith that... [Chorus: Saweetie]\nLil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nDiamonds dancing on your neck, nigga, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nFuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nM-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\n[Verse 2: Post Malone]\nFlex so hard, man, I should be rocking Tapout (Ooh)\nBut I'm Tom Ford-down, I'm a standout (Wow)\nGrab a mag, tap it in, I'm finna clap out\n.300 blackout, blow your fucking back out\nAin't never seen XP in they life\nOne-five gone, spend it all on the ride (All on the ride)\nOnly fit two, but they all got inside (All got inside)\nDamn, I bit the curb, I got smoke in my eye (Smoke in my eye)\nHit that gas, don't tease me (Mm)\nGet my money fast but don't keep it (Mm)\nHundred thousand thrown, shit's easy (Mm)\nDiamonds on me dance, Chris Breezy (Mm)\n[Chorus: Saweetie]\nLil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nDiamonds dancing on your neck, nigga, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nFuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nM-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in (Mhm)\nTap, tap, tap in (Ayy) [Verse 3: Saweetie]\nWrist on glitter (Ayy), waist on thinner (Ayy)\nI'ma show you how to bag a eight-figure nigga (Hoo)\nFace on 'zaddy (Sheesh), pockets on Jigga (Hoo)\nYou better get the card and make it swipe like Tinder (Phew)\nPrivate villa and the fur chinchilla (Ha)\nWhen he post me, all the hoes get sicker (Blah)\nFuckboy killer, I don't need fillers (Nope)\nNever been a lame, so the real bitches feel it (Yeah)\nDaddy on the FaceTime, you could never take mine\nEnd up on the Dateline, ugh-ugh-ugh (Bitch)\nRich with no day job, bitch, hit your wop, wop\nAlways on the court side, uh-huh, huh\nB-B-Billionaire niggas wanna eat me out\nBitch, I'm from the West Coast, they wanna go down South\nAll these lame-ass niggas tryna fuck for clout (Hmm)\nI won't let him hit but he can put it in his mouth\n[Chorus: Saweetie & \nJack Harlow\n]\nLil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nDiamonds dancing on your neck, nigga, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nFuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nM-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in (\nYeah\n)\nTap, tap, tap in (\nYeah, feel like...\n) [Verse 4: Jack Harlow]\nI just crossed over to Top 40\nI can't even say \"What's poppin'?\" now, 'cause it got corny\nJeweler just hit me, said he got some new rocks for me\nWhen they asked me to do this verse, know I got horny (Ooh, ooh)\nI know I can count on my shorty\nShe'll go the extra mile, over the top for me\nI ain't at the club, I'm in the house, but I'm not Cory\nIt's a Victorian, they built it with five stories (There's five of them bitches, mm)\nAyy, shout-out to Saweetie (Saweetie)\nThese boys working with the LMPD (Mm)\nBack in seventh grade, I was selling CD's\nI can tell they want for me to help them be me, okay (I can't, I can't)\nOkay, tap, tap, tap in (Tap, tap, tap in)\nWoo, buckle up, get strapped in (Strapped in, strapped in)\nShe said my voice is attractive (Attractive)\nBaby, that's a Kentucky accent\n[Chorus: Saweetie]\nLil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nDiamonds dancing on your neck, nigga, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nFuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in\nM-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in\nTap, tap, tap in" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Thank You with the following description: CeeLo’s passionate ode to firefighters is a cover of his own hit single “Fuck You” and was released in 2011 as part of Duracell’s “Power Those Who Protect Us” battery donation program, which donated 10 million batteries to volunteer fire departments.\nThe project was also personal for CeeLo, whose mother was one of the first black female firefighters in Atlanta. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "For a lifetime of service in the name of love\nI wanna thank you\nI could say it a thousand time and it wouldn't be enough\nI wanna thank you for everything you do\nI wrote a song about ya\nWhat would we do without ya\nAnd we won’t forget\nAnd all our lives have been blessed cause you're simply the best\nAnd we thank you\nI admire your quest for fire\nThe one that always burns inside\nAfter all you've been through\nYou still continue\nIn memory of the ones who fought and died\nSo we’re thanking you-ooh\nLiving a dream come true\nAlright, well\nOoh-ooh, have I got news for you\nYeah, you are appreciated\nFor a lifetime of service in the name of love\nWe wanna thank you\nI could say it a thousand time and it wouldn't be enough\nWe wanna thank you for everything you do\nI wrote a song about ya\nWhat would we do without ya\nAnd we won't forget\nAnd all our lives have been blessed cause you're simply the best\nAnd we thank you Now please know that you're my hero\nAnd each and every day is new\nWhen I see ya\nI wanna be ya\nIf only I was brave as you\nSo I'm thanking you-ooh\nFor everything you do\nUh-huh, yes\nOoh-ooh, I know this much is true\nDude, my mama was a firefighter\nFor a lifetime of service in the name of love\nWe wanna thank you\nI could say it a thousand time and it wouldn't be enough\nWe wanna thank you for everything you do\nI wrote a song about ya\nWhat would we do without ya\nAnd we won't forget\nAnd all our lives have been blessed cause you’re simply the best\nAnd we thank you\nNow ever since I was a little kid this was a dream that I had\n(so bad, so bad, so bad)\nAnd every now and then I wanna ride that fire engine so bad\nYes, I do! For a lifetime of service in the name of love\nWe wanna thank you\nI could say it a thousand time and it wouldn’t be enough\nWe wanna thank you for everything you do\nI wrote a song about ya\nWhat would we do without ya\nAnd we won't forget\nAnd all our lives have been blessed cause you’re simply the best\nAnd we thank you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Fireman with the following description: “Fireman” by Lil Wayne was the first single from his fifth studio album Tha Carter II. The single was produced by American production duo Doe Boyz, composed of Develop and Filthy. “Fireman” is the 4th track on Tha Carter II. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n(\nWeezy Baby\n)\nShh, the fireman comin'\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh-oh)\nYeah (Uh-oh, hey, I'm back), yeah\nYeah (That's right), yup (Birdman), yup\n(They gon' have to call the law), uh-huh (I'm burnin', shawty)\nI'm back (I tried told 'em)\nWhat you, oh, what you gon' do now? (Yeah)\n[Chorus]\nI'm the fireman (Yeah), fire, f-fireman (Yeah)\nI got that fire, I'm hollering (Yeah)\nI got that fire, come and try me, and (Yeah)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)\n[Verse 1]\nAin't nobody fuckin' with me, man (Uh-uh)\nHe-Man, ski mask, spendin' next week's cash, he fast (Oh)\nAnd I don't even need a G-pass, I'm past that\nI'm passin' 'em out now (Yeah), and you can't have that (Yeah)\nAnd my chain, Toucan Sam that\nTropical colors, you can't match that (Oh, no)\nGotta be abstract (Oh, no)\nYou catch my girl legs open, better smash that (What?)\nDon't be surprised if she ask where the cash at (Boy)\nI see she wearin' them jeans that show her buttcrack (Hey)\nMy girls can't wear that, why? That's where my stash at (Uh-uh-uh)\nI put my MAC down (Yeah), that's where you lack at (Yeah)\nShe need her candle lit (Yeah), and I'ma wax that (Got 'em)\nI rekindled the flame (Got 'em), she remember the name (Got 'em)\nIt's Weezy Baby, January, December, the same (Who?)\nMama, give me that brain (Yeah), mama, give me that good (Yeah)\n'\nCause I'm the fireman (Oh), you hear the fire truck [Chorus]\nI'm the fireman (Yeah), fire, f-fireman (Yeah)\nI got that fire, I'm hollering (Yeah)\nI got that fire, come and try me, and (Yeah)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)\n[Verse 2]\nFresh on campus, it's the Birdman Junior (Yeah)\nMoney too long, teachers, put away your rulers (Yeah)\nRaw Tune, not a cartoon (Ayy)\nNo shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds (\nSexy\n)\nI'm hot, but the car cool\nShe wet, that's a car-pool\nBeen in that water since a youngin, you just shark food (Yum, yum)\nQuick Draw McGraw, I went to art school (Hah)\nYeah, the lights is bright, but I got a short fuse (Woah)\nDon't snooze (No)\nBeen handlin' the game so long, my thumbs bruised\nYour new girlfriend is old news\nYou ain't got enough green and she so blue, yeah (Aww)\nCash Money Records, where dreams come true (Yes)\nEverything is easy, baby, leave it up to Weezy Baby\nPut it in the pot, let it steam, let it brew (Yes)\nNow, watch me melt, don't burn yourself, 'cause [Chorus]\nI'm the fireman (Yeah), fire, f-fireman (Yeah)\nI got that fire, I'm hollering (Yeah)\nI got that fire, come and try me, and (Yeah)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)\n[Verse 3]\nYeah, riding by myself, well, really, not really (Well)\nSo heavy in the trunk, make the car pop a wheelie\nWho? Weezy Baby, or call me Young Baby (Yeah)\nMy money three-sixty, you only one-eighty (That's right)\nHalf of the game too lazy (Yeah)\nStill sleeping on me, but I'm 'bout to wake 'em, yep\nI'm 'bout to take 'em to New Orleans and bake 'em (Woah)\nYeah, it's hot down here, take a walk with Satan, yeah (Hot)\nCome on mama, let the Carter make you (Yeah)\nToss you like a fruit salad, strawberry grape you (Yeah)\nThey ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature (Yeah)\nAddicted to the game like Jordan and Payton (Come on)\nY'all in the race and me, I'm at the finish line (Uh-huh)\nBeen runnin' for too long, it's time to give me mine (Uh-huh)\nStraight down your chimney, in your living room, it's I (Who?)\nWeezy, allergic to wintertime, hot\n[Chorus]\nI'm the fireman (Yeah), fire, f-fireman (Yeah)\nI got that fire, I'm hollering (Yeah)\nI got that fire, come and try me, and (Yeah)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)\nYou can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em) [Outro]\nYeah, I-I-I-I-I got 'em\nI-I-I-I-I got 'em\nAyy, ayy, B, I got 'em\nAyy, ayy, D, I got 'em\nYeah, ayy, Slim, I got 'em\nYeah, don't worry, 'cause I, I, I\nI, don't worry, 'cause I, I, I-I-I\nI'ma put you out" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Ok Ok with the following description: Teaming up with fellow Chicago native Rooga, Brooklyn rapper Fivio Foreign, and Atlanta rapper Lil Yachty, the quartet reflects on how they have personally felt betrayed and/or demonized by the media and the music industry, as well as how they all have to deal with people that are simply around to take advantage of their situations.\nThe song, which marks the first officially released collaboration between Yachty and Kanye, despite the pair having recorded music together in 2016 during the sessions for Kanye’s scrapped album TurboGrafx16, was debuted during the second listening event for Kanye’s tenth studio album, Donda, which happened on August 5, 2021, and was held at Mercedes Benz Stadium in Yachty’s hometown of Atlanta, Georgia.\nNotably, Rooga worked extensively with Kanye during the recording process of Donda, with a reference track by Rooga for Kanye’s song “Jesus Lord,” which was played at the second listening event for the album, and was leaked in early 2021. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Kanye West & \nFivio Foreign\n]\nOkay, now they got me, wanna rap again\nHeal the wound and then you stab me in my back again (\nUh\n)\nYou the type to play the joke and try to hide your hand (\nUh\n)\nNot the type to come around and try to play your friend (\nBomb\n)\nYou the type to cut the grass and snake your bestest man\nI'm the type to close the deal and cut my **** in\nSee me in person, I look like a ghost (\nGrr\n)\nSee me in person, I look like a ghost (\nBow\n)\nYou wanna come in and play with the G.O.A.T (\nBow\n)\nYou wanna come in and play with the G.O.A.T (\nGod body\n)\nAll you rap **** sound like me, can't tell who is who\nYou got no real identity, can't tell you from you\nPrice went up (\nYeah\n), angel investor (\nYeah\n)\nPrice went up (\nUh\n), angel investor (\nYeah\n)\n[Chorus: Kanye West & \nFivio Foreign\n]\nOkay, okay, I'm not okay\nThink they're good, it's not okay\nOkay, okay, not okay (\nUh\n)\nThink they’re good, get out the way (\nUh\n)\n[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]\nWho said I did what? What did they do?\nWhy the hell you hatin' so damn hard? Someone must pay you\nThey don't keep me 'round 'cause I'm straight truth\nMy dawg locked up, had more home runs than Babe Ruth (Boom)\nHad them chickens cleanin' my house, I told them, \"Be of use\" (Brr)\nIf I see disloyalty, then we gon' cut 'em loose (Yeah)\nHavin' my hands 'round her neck, grip tight like a noose (Hee)\nTell you a story with a bad ending 'cause I'm not a Seuss (Yeah, bih')\nPassin' 'round **** to the thugs for an immunity boost (Go)\nDouble cup filled to the top with the serenity juice (Yessir)\nMoment of silence, R.I.P to Juice (Yeah, hey)\nIf they say it's up, it's up, I don't need a truce (Damn)\nEverything I do is solely for the broken youth (Sheesh, yes)\nI just took her over the mountain with my index (Wow)\nShe told me to go to Hell like I ain't been yet (Yuh)\nAnd I still put in overtime like I ain't win yet [Chorus: Kanye West & \nLil Yachty\n]\nOkay, okay, I'm not okay (\nYuh\n)\nThink they're good, it's not okay\nOkay, okay, not okay\nThink they're good, get out the way\n[Verse 3: Rooga]\nYeah, it's been plenty times you closed the door on me\nThat **** really show me how much you say you a bro to me\nShowed you love and you constantly cold-shouldered me\nBut ain't no goin' back to fixin' up, that's the older me, yeah\nI'm done with all the fake ****, I had enough of that, yeah\nI done had too many **** stab me in the back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nThey say they with you, but they really puttin' on a act\nThat's when **** hit the fan and all of a sudden, all the facts show\nYou gotta chin up and show a **** tough love\nLet 'em go without you, just to show 'em what it was\nWe was so close, you would've thought we was blood\nWe got the same pain, we come from the mud\nI swear this **** make me wanna put my all in it, yeah\nYou can hear the pain 'cause I put my heart in it, yeah\nMost of these **** ain't real, they don't wanna see me winnin', no\nMost of these **** ain't real, they don't wanna see me winnin', no\n[Chorus: Kanye West & \nRooga\n]\nBut it's okay, we gon' be okay\nOnly show up when we cut the cake (\nOh, yeah\n)\nShowin' love but we okay (\nWe okay\n)\nFind God 'fore it's too late" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called SCAR with the following description: SCAR performed by 070 Shake & Jessie Reyez is a song in the perspective of Scar from the Lion King looking at the destruction that he has caused whilst giving reason and meaning behind what he has done. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: 070 Shake]\nI wonder how and why it went so wrong\nIt's been so dark, yeah\nI wanna say my last goodbyes\nAnd I'll be gone for good\nLeft you guys behind\nOh, I'm so lonely, so lonely, ooh\n[Verse 2: Jessie Reyez]\nIn the jungle, ain't no bible\nShowtime, showtime, no recital\nShow no fear, boy, where's your spinal?\nWhere's your backbone? Where's your pyro?\nI had to be everything you couldn't be for my survival\nMy own idol, skipped my trial\nTook my rightful, rightful title\nNo remorse, the sin is final\nI found all my own disciples\nI'm too far gone, down this spiral\nNo white angels, just albinos\nCheck my eyes, man, they're all white, man\nRollin' back now, where'd the light go?\nGuess it died, so cold like Cairo\nCrack my neck back like I'm the \nchiro\n[Chorus: Jessie Reyez & 070 Shake]\nI want your world at my feet\nI want your world at my feet\nI've waited too long for this\nI've waited too long for this\nI want them to bow down to me\nI want your world at my feet\nI waited too long for this\nI need this like oxygen [Verse 3: 070 Shake]\nSorry, sorry\nMy own family, I\nSlayed you, betrayed you\nDon't you grow to be like me\nI'm under, sinking to the darkest sea\nDarkest sea, eeh, ooh\n[Outro: Ari PenSmith]\nHebe, Usuthu, Hebe, Usuthu\nHebe, Usuthu, Hebe, Usuthu" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Ain’t No Way (You Won’t Love Me) with the following description: “Ain’t No Way (You Won’t Love Me)” is the first Chris Brown track to feature sexual nuances. In the track, Chris reassures his girl that he won’t let her down, and shows her the kind of man he’ll be. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAyy, can I talk to you for a minute?\nYou new around here?\nGirl, ain't no way, I would let you down\nIf you let me I will show you how\nWhat you saying? I like what I see\n[Chorus]\nAin't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)\nI know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me\nBut I'm gon' make you say you love me\nThe way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)\nWe need to get down (Let's get down)\nYou don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl\n[Verse 1]\nI ain't never fell for a girl like you (Like you)\nWith jeans and a body that curves like you (Like you)\nI don't really care what they say (Ooh), when it comes to a difference of age (Ooh)\nI can show you all the things I'll do (I'll do)\nBreak your heart, never raise my voice\nGirl, let down your guard\nI know it's a lot to ask trust in me\nBut I can make a difference right now, you'll see\n[Pre-Chorus]\nShorty, tell me why you tryna keep all the goodies from me?\nCan't you see what you holding me, that does to me\nEvery time you walk past? Oh [Chorus]\nAin't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)\nI know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me\nBut I'm gon' make you say you love me\nThe way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)\nWe need to get down (Let's get down)\nYou don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl\n[Verse 2]\nFor a minute can you just think about us two?\nSwerving in my 645 SU\nMe leaning over the seat (Ooh), I'm passing you your own set of keys (Ooh)\nShowing you just how the teen got you\nTrust and believe these words, from me been said before\nTricking ain't my M-O\nBut, girl, you represent everything\nThat Chris is about so, shawty, please\n[Pre-Chorus]\nShorty, tell me why you tryna keep all the goodies from me? (Ooh)\nCan't you see what you holding me, that does to me\nEvery time you walk past? Oh\n[Chorus]\nAin't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)\nI know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me\nBut I'm gon' make you say you love me\nThe way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)\nWe need to get down (Let's get down)\nYou don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl [Bridge]\nFor you, girl, I'll buy you anything (For you, girl, I'll buy, everything to try)\nJust to have you close to me (Girl, I know, I know)\n'Cause you know your loving is off the wall\nDon't even think about it, we'll take it slow (Don't even think about it, I'm gonna take it slow with ya, girl)\nI ain't like the ones ya know (I'm not like the ones, gon' change)\nI'm gonna make ya love me all night long (So come on and take a chance on me)\n[Chorus]\nAin't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)\nI know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me\nBut I'm gon' make you say you love me\nThe way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)\nWe need to get down (Let's get down)\nYou don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Get Outta My Head with the following description: Lil Wayne calls upon the help of the late XXXTENTACION on “Get Outta My Head,” their fourth posthumous collaboration, following December 2019’s “School Shooters.” On the track, XXXTENTACION, and Lil Wayne both face their inner demons and try to get the Devil out of their heads.\nX’s feature is derived from his December 2017 track, “The Boy with the Black Eyes,” as the song is broken into various components and used throughout the track. The chorus remains mostly identical, however, with the notable inclusion of Lil Wayne’s vocals.\nXXX faced scrutiny on the original version over the inclusion of the “Anti-Christ” lyrics. He would later take the song down from Spotify, although the track’s producer, prxz, re-uploaded it to his profile. XXXTENTACION has since embraced his satanic lifestyle and has rapped about it numerous times throughout his career, perhaps most notably during the “XXL Freshmen 2017 Cypher”:\nI am a demon, the son of a serpent Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: XXXTENTACION]\nThe brains will start to abandon the religions\nAnd believe in themselves\nAnd the new world order will start\nDrop that motherfucker\n[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]\nNarcissistic, insufficient, deadweight, I've been searchin' (Ayy)\nLack of coexistin', just don't seem to work with other bitches (No)\nThat's when black and white, when dark at night, that's when I do my searchin' (Ayy)\nAnd the Anti-Christ is in my mind, the evolutions lurkin' (Yeah)\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nI got voices in my head, wild horses in my head\nRunnin' around, horse playin'\nBreakin' pots up in my head, waking corpses in my head\nAnd they was better off dead\nRunnin' faucets in my head, stompin', marchin' in my head\nSun is scorchin' in my head\nArchie Bunker's in my head, talkin' bunkers in my head\nWilly Wonka's in my head\nAll this junk is in my head, then it sunk into my head\nLittle monkeys in my head\nGoin' bananas in my head, shootin' cannons in my head\nHittin' targets in my head\nPlayin' pianos in my head, keyboards, organs in my head\nSmash guitars in my head\nFast cars in my head, with loud ass horns in my head\nHorns stickin' out head [Chorus: Lil Wayne with \nXXXTENTACION\n]\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\n[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]\nAll these voices in my head\nThey're committin' arson in my head\nReal wars up in my head, crash courses in my head\nFightin' forces in my head, white noises soundin' red\nAll these voices in my head, all these thoughts up in my head\nLike a spark plug in my head, like a torch up in my head\nAin't no shotguns in my head, all these sharks up in my head\nAll these sharks need to be fed (\nYeah, yeah\n)\n[Verse 4: XXXTENTACION, \nLil Wayne\n, \nXXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne\n]\nI behead a motherfucker for his contacts\n (\nBehead a mothafucka\n)\nTake the body where the \nothers can't see\n (\nCan't see\n)\nSeen the devil in my eyes without no contacts\nMy eyes are blacker than the bottom of the sea, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Lil Wayne, \nXXXTENTACION\n, \nLil Wayne & XXXTENTACION\n]\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head (\nThe brains will start to abandon the religions\n)\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head (\nAnd believe in themselves\n)\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head (\nAnd the new world order will start\n)\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't get the fuck out my head\nI can't, I can't\n get the fuck out my head" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Modern Times Rock ‘N’ Roll with the following description: This song from Queen’s self-titled debut acts as a theme song for the style of electric glam-rock that Queen helped to cultivate. Noticeably, this is the only song from the album with someone other than Freddie on lead vocals (Roger Taylor). Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nHad to make do with a worn out rock 'n' roll scene\nThe old bop is getting tired, need a rest\nWell you know what I mean\n'58, that was great, but it's over now and that's all\nSomethin' harder's coming up\nGonna really knock a hole in the wall\nGonna hit ya, grab ya hard, make you feel ten feet tall\n[Verse 2]\nWell I hope that big new baby's gonna come along soon\nYou don't know, it could happen any ol' rainy afternoon\nWith the temperature down and the jukebox blowin' no fuse\nAnd my musical life's feelin' like a long Sunday School cruise\nAnd you know that there's one thing every single body could use\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYeah, listen little baby, let me tell you what it's all about\n[Chorus]\n(Modern times) Rock 'n' roll\n(Modern times) Rock 'n' roll\n[Guitar Solo]\n[Verse 3]\nGet your high heel guitar-style boots and some groovy clothes\nGet a hair piece on your chest and a ring through your nose\nFind a nice little man who says he's gonna make you a real big star\nStars in your eyes and ants in your pants, think you should go far\nEverybody in this bum-sucking world's gonna know who you are [Outro]\n(Look out)\n(Modern times) Rock 'n' roll" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Alone with the following description: A single by Alan Walker featuring vocals by Noonie Bao.\nThis song reminds listeners that they are never truly alone, regardless of where they are physically.\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Noonie Bao]\nLost in your mind\nI wanna know\nAm I losing my mind?\nNever let me go\n[Chorus: Noonie Bao]\nIf this night is not forever\nAt least we are together\nI know I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone\nAnywhere, whenever\nApart, but still together\nI know I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone\n[Post-Chorus: Noonie Bao]\nI know I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone\n[Verse 2: Noonie Bao]\nUnconscious mind\nI'm wide awake\nWanna feel one last time\nTake my pain away [Chorus: Noonie Bao]\nIf this night is not forever\nAt least we are together\nI know I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone\nAnywhere, whenever\nApart, but still together\nI know I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone\n[Post-Chorus: Noonie Bao]\nI know I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone\n[Outro: Noonie Bao]\nI'm not alone, I'm not alone, I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone\nI'm not alone, I'm not alone, I'm not alone\nI know I'm not alone" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called American Superstar with the following description: First song of Flo Rida’s first album with Weezy on the hook and produced by Honorable C.N.O.T.E\nIt never got mouch attention at the time but its a diamond in the rough really. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Lil Wayne]\nLook at me, bitch, look at me, bitch\nLook at me, bitch, I'm an American superstar\n[Chorus 1: Flo Rida & Lil Wayne]\nI got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nI got guns for the snitches and roses for the bitches\nHopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nGot guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nI got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\n[Verse 1: Flo Rida]\nHeavy metal for them boys, plenty petals for them gals\nGot an appetite for destruction, you can call me Axl\nAsk me bout what a nigga done done\nAsk me bout what a nigga do well\nAsk me bout where them bricks come from\nThat's what a snitch nigga do, they tell\nI don't want nothing to do wit that there\nIf its a lick then I'm bringing them shells\nOnly position for me is a player\nThat's rite player, better get it right player\nMight have to be an emergency\nLucky for you I'm up blowing my trees\nCalming my nerves, no regular weed\nOr somebody's shorty wit me, on her knees\nI'm ready if its a problem, she sexy, Flo Rida hotter\nCome test me get that revolver, ya messy just like a mobster\nMy broads deserve lobster, you're flawed, deserve choppers\nGet served like Jimmy Hoffa\n, American show stopper [Chorus 2: Lil Wayne & Flo Rida]\nI got guns for the snitches, and roses for the bitches\nHopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nGot guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nI got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures, like\nLook at me bitch, look at me bitch\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\n(Young Mula, baby!)\nI got money on money on money on money\nOn top of more money, on top of my shit like flies\nOpen that Ferrari F-5 like eyes\nBumpin' down Ocean Drive\nJumpin out that Maybach with a bitch\nWent back to tease them thighs\nShe gotta tattoo on her booty and it said 305\nDJ Khaled say it's a movie now, don't forget your lines\n'Cause you don't want me to edit, before we roll them credits\nBitch, give me my credit, I'm so energetic\nI'm fucking like a rabbit\n, smoking on lettuce\nWhatever I want I get it, I meant it if I said\nAnd I say I keep a pump, and I ain't talking unleaded\nIf you want it come get it, cause boy I'm ready\nI get that fast 'fetti, they should call me Tom Petty\nGot two bitches, one peanut butter one jelly\nI'm an american gangsta, already and I'm an American superstar [Chorus 1: Flo Rida & Lil Wayne]\nI got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nI got guns for the snitches and roses for the bitches\nHopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nGot guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHop up out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\nI got guns for the snitches, roses for the bitches\nHopping out the whip, paparazzi taking pictures\n[Outro: Lil Wayne]\nI'm an American superstar, yeah\nI'm an American superstar, yeah\nI'm an American superstar, yeah\nBaby, I'm an American superstar, haha" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Ronnie Drake with the following description: This is the second song he has released since he signed to Top Dawg Ent and now he is with SZA, another new member of the TDE Label, or as they describe it “Family”.\nThroughout the song, a listener quickly picks up that Isaiah is focusing on race, which is clearly heard in the first line and the first line of the second verse. He also tells us why he’s got love for all the hustlers, tricksters, bros and also hoes.\nOn November 5th, The two performed their collaborative track live at the Converse Rubber Tracks Studios for Fader’s Brooklyn Bound Event.\nhttp://youtu.be/um57_bTx9FM\nDown below is the official video of the song. Released November 22nd, on the TDE youtube page.\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=difm6gSJl9w Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: SZA & \nIsaiah Rashad\n]\nI mean\nI mean, I been thinking\nNah\nAlright, Rob, this the one, last one, check me out\nYou sure?\n[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]\nSo don't call me a nigga, unless you call me \"my nigga\"\nI'm a king,\n O.E. be slipping, falling from my chalice, ugh\nDon't mind the bumper that was missing from my carriage, ugh\nIt's poorly tinted, but my women not embarrassed\nI came to bury you average, uh, you feel slighted, ayy\nIt's like she know that I got it, it feel like it\nAyy, I real-life it, ayy, I spill vices\nAyy, you will like it, I promise it's trill vomit, I'm honest\nNigga, ain't no getting money on that conscious shit\nI'ma just load my gat on some survival shit\nAnd when I hear they got a drought on it\nI take a month out of rap, and I hustle 'til I'm out of it\nI got that coke flow, ugh, that heat rock\nI got that old school, huddle to the beat box\nBaby, I'm just digging in your gushy for the sweet spot\nI'ma beat that, 'til that motherfucking beat drop, bitch!\n[Chorus: SZA]\nI got love for my niggas, my killers\nMy dealers, my trickers, my bros\nI got love for my sisters, my women\nMy bitches, my strippers, my hoes\nI got love for my niggas, my killers\nMy dealers, my trickers, my bros\nI got love for my sisters, my women\nMy bitches, my strippers, my hoes\nI got love for my niggas [Verse 2: Isaiah Rashad]\nAyy, hope they don't kill you 'cause you Black today\nThey only feel you when you pass away\nThe eulogy be so moving,\n \nwe live the scenes of those movies\nConflict in school or dope moving, it's so youthful\nBut if you die today\nI hope you findin' some relief, oh, what a great escape\nWe still dodging from polices when we make a plate\nThey lying, searching in my bucket with the straightest face\nIt could be '88\nSometimes, I wonder why we killers, why they killing us\nI think we only wear a grill because they grilling us\nOr how they feeling us, gotta look real and tough\nGotta keep your hands in the cart, know you stealing stuff\nCame a long way from a boat and an auction\nNow, we got names and a vote, then a coffin\nAin't shit change but the coast we adopted\nLittle Black children, you can call me \"that nigga,\" nigga\n[Chorus: SZA]\nI got love for my niggas, my killers\nMy dealers, my trickers, my bros\nI got love for my sisters, my women\nMy bitches, my strippers, my hoes\nI got love for my niggas, my killers\nMy dealers, my trickers, my bros\nI got love for my sisters, my women\nMy bitches, my strippers, my hoes\nI got love for my nigga" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Back 2 Ballin with the following description: Wale and French Montana link up to make a song on their return to their hustle – ballin. French speaks on the drug dealing he does to make money and Wale makes basketball references but also stays in a similar lyrical vicinity as French. This upbeat and catchy song is produced by CheeseBeats.\nOFFICIAL ARTWORK COVER:\n\nBe sure to check out the unique music video for this song here! Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: French Montana & Wale]\nYou niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it\nBakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it…\nAs-salamu alaykum, homie\nGot it, whip it, lost it, flip it\nNow a nigga back to ballin'\nBack to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’\nI ain't even playing, homie\nGot it , lost it, got it, spent it\nGot it, now I'm back to ballin'\nBallin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’\nNigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it\nGot it, now I'm back to ballin'\nBallin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’\n[Verse 1: Wale]\nNigga, I seen her, booked her, took her to my hotel, no that's not my problem\nProblem, problem, problem\nCause I get right to the chicken\nAin't trick with other bitches\nDon't worry if I never call her\nCall her, call her, call her (french)\n[Interlude: French Montana]\nMotherfucker, back to ballin'\nYou know my whips is foreign\nMan, you niggas play the bench and you know my niggas startin'\nMotherfucka, back to ballin'\nI'm talking black Ferrari\nStraight cash made a hundred forty stacks this mornin'\nI'm talking ten chains, casino lights\nRed bottoms, mosquito bites\nBad batch, get your head cracked, Cee-lo dice\nMotherfucka, back to ballin'\nStart to finish, you start, I finish\nBottle after bottle like fuck my kidneys [Chorus: French Montana & Wale]\nYou niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it\nBakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it…\nAs-salamu alaykum, homie\nGot it, whip it, lost it, flip it\nNow a nigga back to ballin'\nBack to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’\nI ain't even playing, homie\nGot it , lost it, got it, spent it\nGot it, now I'm back to ballin'\nBallin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’\nNigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it\nGot it, now I'm back to ballin'\nBallin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’\n[Verse 2: French Montana]\nEvery time we roll up, doors go up, and them panties fallin’\nFallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’ fallin’\nTalk, all my niggas tore up from the floor up\nAnd all those whips is foreign\nWhips is foreign, whips is foreign, them whips is foreign\n[Interlude: Wale]\nNigga back to ballin'\nLil bit like Patrick Johnson\nNever sold much dope, but I know\nSome nights I heard that trap was callin'\nNigga, back to ballin'\nKD, Rondo, and Lebronin'\nFound life is about chasing dreams\nDon't worry how I got these commas\nComas, commas, I'm a, rider\nLot of, ganja, e-z wider\nBut I paid five stacks for a garment\nLeave the cherry up and a high set\nHugo boss be the outfit\nAnd a pair of some never coming out shit [Chorus: French Montana & Wale]\nYou niggas serving up a bad batch, too much bakin' on it\nBakin' on it, bakin' on it, bakin' on it…\nAs-salamu alaykum, homie\nGot it, whip it, lost it, flip it\nNow a nigga back to ballin'\nBack to ballin’, back to ballin’, back to ballin’\nI ain't even playing, homie\nGot it , lost it, got it, spent it\nGot it, now I'm back to ballin'\nBallin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’\nNigga, I got it, lost it, got it, spent it\nGot it, now I'm back to ballin'\nBallin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’ ballin’" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Fall with the following description: In this song Bieber speaks in reference to a friend who’s heart has been broken by her boyfriend numerous times. Justin sympathizes for her because he sees her potential. He reassures her to be strong and go with the flow, He wants her to let go of her inhibitions to fall in-love. He vows to be there for her until the end of time. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWell let me tell you a story about a girl and a boy\nHe fell in love with his best friend\nWhen she's around, he feels nothing but joy\nBut she was already broken and it made her blind\nBut she could never believe that love would ever treat her right\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nBut did you know that I loved you?\nOr were you not aware?\nYou're the smile on my face, and I ain't going nowhere\nI'm here to make you happy, I'm here to see you smile\nI've been wanting to tell you this for a long while\n[Chorus]\nWhat's gonna make you fall in love?\nI know you got your wall wrapped all the way around your heart\nDon't have to be scared at all, oh, my love\nBut you can't fly unless you let your, you can't fly unless you let yourself fall\n[Verse 2]\nWell, I can tell you're afraid of what this might do\nCause we got such an amazing friendship and that you don't wanna lose\nWell I don't wanna lose it either\nAnd I don't think I can stand sitting around while you're hurting babe, so take my hand [Pre-Chorus 2]\nWell, did you know you're an angel who forgot how to fly?\nDid you know that it breaks my heart every time to see you cry?\nCause I know that a piece of you’s gone, every time you done wrong, I'm the shoulder you're crying on\nAnd I hope by the time that I'm done with this song I'll have figured out\n[Chorus]\nWhat's gonna make you fall in love?\nI know you got your wall wrapped all the way around your heart\nDon't have to be scared at all, oh, my love \n(my love)\nBut you can't fly unless you let your, you can't fly unless you let yourself fall\n[Bridge]\nI will catch you if you fall, I will catch you if you fall, I will catch you if you fall\nBut if you spread your wings, you can fly away with me\nBut you can't fly unless you let your\nYou can’t fly unless you let yourself fall\n[Chorus]\nWhat's gonna make you fall in love?\nI know you got your wall wrapped all the way around your heart\nDon't have to be scared at all, oh, my love \n(my love)\nBut you can't fly unless you let your, you can't fly unless you let yourself fall\nWhat's gonna make you fall in love? \n(in love)\nI know you got your wall wrapped all the way around your heart\nDon't have to be scared at all \n(don't have to be scared, don't have to be scared)\nOh, my love\nBut you can't fly unless you let your, you can't fly unless you let yourself fall [Outro: Justin Bieber]\nI will catch you if you fall, I will catch you if you fall\nI will catch you if you fall\nBut if you spread your wings, you can fly away with me\nBut you can't fly unless you listen, let yourself fall" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called E.T. (Remix) with the following description: “E.T. (Remix)” appears as the seventeeth track on Katy Perry’s re-release album Teenage Dream: The Complete Confection.\nAlthough it was popular with her fans, the song didn’t really take off until Yeezy came along and added some verses for the single remix. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Kanye West]\nI got a dirty mind, I got filthy ways\nI'm tryna bathe my ape (Ape) in your Milky Way (Way)\nI'm a legend, I'm irreverent, I be reverend\nI'll be so far up-up-up-up-up, we don't give a fuh-uh-uck\nWelcome to the danger zone, step into the fantasy\nYou are not invited to the other side of sanity\nThey callin' me an alien, a big headed astronaut\nMaybe it's because ya boy Yeezy get ass a lot\n[Verse 1: Katy Perry]\nYou're so hypnotizing\nCould you be the devil? Could you be an angel?\nYour touch, magnetizing\nFeels like I am floating, leaves my body glowing\nThey say, \"Be afraid\"\nYou're not like the others, futuristic lover\nDifferent DNA\nThey don't understand you\n[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]\nYou're from a whole 'nother world\nA different dimension\nYou open my eyes\nAnd I'm ready to go, lead me into the light [Chorus: Katy Perry]\nKiss me, ki-ki-kiss me\nInfect me with your lovin', fill me with your poison\nTake me, ta-ta-take me\nWanna be a victim, ready for abduction\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial\n[Verse 2: Katy Perry]\nYou're so supersonic\nWanna feel your powers, stun me with your lasers\nYour kiss is cosmic\nEvery move is magic\n[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]\nYou're from a whole 'nother world\nA different dimension\nYou open my eyes\nAnd I'm ready to go, lead me into the light\n[Chorus: Katy Perry]\nKiss me, ki-ki-kiss me\nInfect me with your lovin', fill me with your poison\nTake me, ta-ta-take me\nWanna be a victim, ready for abduction\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial [Bridge: Katy Perry]\nThis is transcendental\nOn another level\nBoy, you're my lucky star\nI wanna walk on your wavelength\nAnd be there when you vibrate\nFor you, I'll risk it all, all\n[Verse 3: Kanye West]\nI know a bar out in Mars\nWhere they driving spaceships instead of cars\nCop a Prada space suit up out the stars\nGetting stupid high straight up out the jars\nPockets on Shrek,\n \nrockets on deck\nTell me what's next? Alien sex\nI'ma disrobe you then I'ma probe you\nSee, I abducted you, so I tell you what to do\n[Chorus: Katy Perry]\nKiss me, ki-ki-kiss me\nInfect me with your lovin', fill me with your poison\nTake me, ta-ta-take me\nWanna be a victim, ready for abduction\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial [Outro: Katy Perry]\nExtraterrestrial\nExtraterrestrial\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Green Light (slowed + reverb) (Midnight Remix) with the following description: “Green Light” is an unreleased track by The Chainsmokers from their 2022 album, So Far So Good – the anti album. A snippet of the remix featuring the spoken word intro was uploaded to MEGVN’s TikTok account with the caption, “I know we don’t talk anymore but––” on Sun, Apr 23.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n[MEGVN]\n\"...You're not picking up again and... maybe that's...for a reason\nI know that we don't talk anymore, but\nI just called...just to... talk, just to talk\nNot for any particular reason... just to talk...\"\n[Verse]\n[Drew Taggart]\nFool me for a second time\nI guess the blame's all mine\nAnd acting cool is just a state of mind\nAnd so, I say that I'm fine but\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNo, I never meant to feel this way, ooh, oh\nAnd now I'm waiting for the light to change\nAnd then I'm gone, yeah\nAnd maybe I could never make you stay, ooh, oh\nAnd now I'm waiting for the light to change\nAnd then I'm gone\n[Verse]\nYou say that you're always right\nPut your foot on the gas light\nIf reality's a state of mind\nYou say what you want but\nI don't wanna change minds [Both]\nNo, I never meant to feel this way, ooh, oh\nAnd now I'm waiting for the light to change\nAnd thеn I'm gone, yeah\nAnd maybe I could nеver make you stay, ooh, oh\nAnd now I'm waiting for the light to change\nAnd then I'm gone\nAnd maybe I could never make you stay, ooh, oh\nAnd now I'm waiting for the light to change\nAnd then I'm gone\nAnd maybe I can never make you stay\nAnd now I'm waiting for the light to change\nAnd then I'm gone Name drop\nEven though you won't admit it you're a fame bot\nEven though can't commit it doesn't change much\nYou're pushing all the limits of the tame drugs\nI won't give up\nLike I'm on a audition for the same love\nEveryone is missing they don't take much" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Battle Cry with the following description: This track deals with Angel living their dream of making music and connecting with people who have survived great troubles. It is also Angel’s “Battle Cry” in the face of their struggles because they are overcoming them victoriously.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Sia]\nMoney cannot buy\nAll the love that's here tonight\nAll the love that's here tonight\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nIt's just you and I\nSo lift your hands toward the sky\nLift your hands toward the sky\nOh-oh, oh-oh\n[Verse 1: Angel Haze]\nIt seems like yesterday that I was nothin'\nThen all of a sudden I'm a volcanic eruption\nThen all of a sudden it's like spontaneous combustion\nAnd I'm all up in your face, yelling \"Bitch, you can't tell me nothin'\"\n'Cause I came from the bottom, now everybody's watchin'\nI said it was my time, now I'm who everybody's clockin'\nAnd I'm just out here sprintin', I'm runnin' right through my vision\nI'm trying to outrun my past, but still trying to defeat my limits\n'Cause you only get one moment in this life to be great\nAnd you give it your all, despite what it takes\nAnd you never let 'em kill you, you take everything they give you\nAnd throw it right fucking at 'em and tell 'em it doesn't build you\nAnd, no, it don't ever break you \nand, no, it can't overtake you\nLife's like a bed of roses, you take the thorns and you make do\nSometimes you have to hurt for the 'cause to be reached\nBut one day you'll be stronger than all that you beat\nAnd you can say [Chorus: Sia]\nMoney cannot buy\nAll the love that's here tonight\nAll the love that's here tonight\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nIt's just you and I\nSo lift your hands toward the sky\nLift your hands toward the sky\nOh-oh, oh-oh\n[Verse 2: Angel Haze]\nI woke up one Sunday morning, stopped believing in Jesus\nStopped believing in churches, I stopped believing in preachers\nI realized I was a teacher, not just one of the heathens\nI'm going to destroy the fallacies, start creating believers\nStart creating the leaders, tell them who should they follow\nNobody but themselves, especially if they hollow\nEspecially when they empty, and death reserved for fulfillment\nYou the only person alive that holds the key to your healing\nSo you take it and you run with it\nAnd keep going even when your sun's hidden\nBecause the time we spend in darkness when the rain come\nIs where we often find the light soon as the pain's done\nThere ain't no material things in the world\nThat can change the fact you feel alone\nDespite the fact that it gets hard, you take it all and you still go\nTake the sun and you still grow, lose your light and you still glow\nI been there, I'm still here, and I know how you feel, so [Chorus: Sia]\nMoney cannot buy\nAll the love that's here tonight\nAll the love that's here tonight\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nIt's just you and I\nSo lift your hands toward the sky\nLift your hands toward the sky\nOh-oh, oh-oh\n[Bridge: Sia]\nWe don't wanna fight\nSo sing with me a battle cry\nSing with me a battle cry\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nMoney cannot buy\nAll the love that's here tonight\nAll the love that's here tonight\nOh-oh, oh-oh\n[Verse 3: Angel Haze]\nIt's hard to explain my way of living to people who never lived it\nA minute in my position filled with my opposition\nTo anybody not different fighting to stay the same\nI got lives in my hands and I'm fighting to make 'em change\nCouldn't accept responsibility, find somebody to blame\nThe emotions that I'm harboring 'bout to drive me insane\nTried to say \"Fuck everything,\" but I ain't have the heart to\nRarely had the heart to do a lot of things I ought to\nSo now I spit it for people who say their cords missing\nInspire life into anybody that's forfeiting\n'Cause it's easy to keep pretending that there's nothing wrong\nBut it's harder to keep your head up and be fucking strong\nSo, now they telling me \"Go, Haze, they can't stop you\nHeavyweight flow, if they can't lift you then they can't drop you\nThe pinnacle, if they can't reach you, then they can't top you\nMan, they can't do anything, that you're about to\" [Chorus: Sia]\nMoney cannot buy\nAll the love that's here tonight\nAll the love that's here tonight\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nIt's just you and I\nSo lift your hands toward the sky\nLift your hands toward the sky\nOh-oh, oh-oh\n[Bridge: Sia]\nWe don't wanna fight\nSo sing with me a battle cry\nSing with me a battle cry\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nMoney cannot buy\nAll the love that's here tonight\nAll the love that's here tonight" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called You with the following description: The song is from his first mixtape signed with GOOD Music called “Finally Famous Vol. 1”.\nStory of the song is how he’s finally famous and every move he makes everyone will be on his side. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAlright, c'mon\nT-To me, girl, oh it's you\n[Hook]\nNo matter what they say you do you know we got the whole city and we riding for you, you\nAnd when the kids get big they gon' try and do it big like you, you, you, you\nThey gon' try and do it big like you, you, you, you\nThey gon' try and do it big like you\n[Verse 1]\nNow it's a lot on my back like J-Lo\nHeaven on Earth, all I'm missing is a halo\nWon't stop 'til I am the greatest on my label\nWhen I'm all GOOD music, that's the greatest of the labels\nIt's hard tryna build a palace out of legos\n19 got it in early like eggos\nNever did anything illegal for a payroll\nSo without Cain I was always Abel, get it?\nYou dumb with it if you ain't able\nAnd life is better with bread like mayo\nSo I was young like \"How we gon' get paid bro?\"\nNow I'm on rodeo, fresher than a day old, you know\nAnd I know the whole world is gon' see me\nMamma do I look better on TV?\nI know them haters irritated as a STD\nMan tell them niggas be easy, man be easy [Hook]\nNo matter what they say you do you know we got the whole city and we riding for you, you\nAnd when the kids get big they gon' try and do it big like you, you, you, you\nThey gon' try and do it big like you, you, you, you\nThey gon' try and do it big like you\n[Verse 2]\nMan I be better, than whoever, for forever in a year\nI put it on mama dear\nI love the limelight shine bright, ha bing\n19 living out a niggas pipe dream\nI'm so legitimate\nIt would be ignorant\nIf you were not to consider this, from a true lyricist\nUnless they hating on a nigga like Jena 6" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Pussy with the following description: Travi$ Scott colaborates with multiple artists to make this absolute banger. This song shares the beat with Juicy J’s song “Stop It”, which was made shortly after this song.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nBeen Trill, motherfucker\nMike-WiLL Made It\nEar Drummers\nBeen Trill, bitch\n[Chorus: Chuck Inglish & \nTravis Scott\n]\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nbricks\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nI had to get her right (\nflex\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n, \nBeen Trill\n)\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nWake up in the mornin', throwin' on them Nikes\nRunnin' through that check, shout my nigga Phil Knight\nOreos in Oregon State, pop twenty pills in the night (ooh)\nGoin' a thousand miles in another state\nThey ain't oreos but they bright (straight up)\nClap it break that back, she just made a stack (ooh)\nNiggas in that trap still totin' them straps (that dope)\nIf you make it where I'm from\nIt's like a lone star in the sky that's all black (\nBeen Trill, motherfucker\n)\nA 'ménage à trois' with black dykes, damn\nThat's the new civil rights (straight up)\nAccidentally walked in the club, all these bitches bite (ooh)\nTold my mama fuck a major, best decision my life (straight up)\nNow niggas in the corridor, I'm velvet down to my corduroys (La Flame)\nGot bottles by the cases, pussy by different races [Chorus: Chuck Inglish & \nTravis Scott\n]\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n, \nBeen Trill, motherfucker\n)\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nI had to get her right (\nflex\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n, \nMaybach Music\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\n[Verse 2: Gunplay]\nPurp in my itch palms, red lips six inches long (\nBeen Trill\n)\nTook her like a hooker, now come get your Shaun\nI left her outside, I left her mouth dry\nFeed her to the mountain lions 'cause that bitch try countin' mine\nPussy, nigga, you's a pussy-nigga (you just a pussy-nigga)\nYou be doushin', I be pushin' ether\nBitch, you fuck-boy cunt\nWon't be satisfied 'til I see ya'll suffer in the sun\nChiefin' while I'm beefin', turn my odds to evens\nMy lawyers are some heathens\nBeat it blowin' on some on reefers\nIf you didn't want a war, then why you'd wage it then?\nI only wear jeans, I could fit a gage up in\nI'm so high right now, look like I'm in Japan\nAmazing, junkie jit came up major in\nTrench team, ten deep, red beam, laser tag\nBring it, what you got?\nPolice and pistols don't phase your man [Chorus: Chuck Inglish & \nTravis Scott\n]\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nBeen Trill, motherfucker\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\n[Verse 3: Fredo Santana]\nLook up at my eyes and I know you see a bad guy\nTry to front on us, man, you better ask them last guys\nSuicide doors pull up when we ride by\nGoon niggas hop up with guns fuck a drive by\nSmokin' weed on the jet, bitch, I'm fly high\nYou don't wanna give me neck? Bitch, bye-bye\nOn to the next bitch, I hope she bi-bi\n'Cause I love bitches that love bitches that love bitches\nI love fuckin' on they friends and I love fuckin' on they sisters\nBad bitches roll my swishers, Goddamn, I'm that nigga\nSmokin' on that reefer thinkin', \"How can I get richer?\"\nDamn shawty bad like the old Detroit Pistons (damn)\nDamn I wanna fuck, when I hit, I'm gettin' misses\nTreat her like shit man its \"fuck-a-bitch feelings\"\nMoney stacked tall, man, it's touchin' my ceiling\nMoney stacked tall, man, it's touchin' my ceiling [Chorus: Chuck Inglish & \nTravis Scott\n]\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\n[Verse 4: Travis Scott]\nHoly moly, all them niggas dead\nAll them pussies fed\nLet 'em live? Meh\nYoung owl in the dark\nThought he'd make it, never\nDo you hate 'cause they know I'ma be here forever (straight up)\nNever fuck with the black and blue\nDuck cause a nigga might shoot\nShocked what a nigga might do\nYoung nigga blessed like a nigga ah-choo (bless up)\nIn the Mo they smokin' raw diesel\nEvil Knievel whip pullin' off in the dust (skrrt, skrrt!)\nThrowin' flame rocks when a bitch might jerk (straight up)\nBouncin' this bitch like it's tennis\nRich and still eatin' at Denny's\nHotels phones, I'm talkin' that business\nCame up with the ones that was with me\nBesides, nigga, your niggas facade, nigga\nShe off shoe with that Snooki\nDon't fall in love with that pussy (straight up)\n[Outro: Chuck Inglish & \nTravis Scott\n]\nI had to get her right\nThat pussy changed my life (\nstraight up\n)\nBeen Trill, motherfucker" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Disaster with the following description: “Disaster” is the third track on Conan Gray’s sophomore studio album, Superache. The song represents the mental spiral one goes through when contemplating confessing their feelings for someone.\nThis track is one out of the four songs from the album that were made in collaboration with singer-songwriter Julia Michaels. Gray and Michaels click together beautifully, with him telling Paper Magazine that their synergy was “instantaneous” and he felt like they were a “perfect match.” To get to that point, however, Gray had to allow himself to be totally open. Michaels explained this to Paper Magazine, saying:\nWe even had a conversation about vulnerability in our first writing session and how that was difficult for you [Conan] to do right off the bat. After that, we took a deep breath and started doing ‘Telepath’ and ‘Disaster.’ Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nLet me just set the scene\nI'd just left the party at Blake's and it's Halloween\nHad the keys to my car in my hand, but I didn't leave\n'Cause the potential of us, it was keeping me up all night long\nI left a text you won't read all night long\n[Chorus]\nThis could be a disaster\nThere's so many factors, like, what if you freak out\nAnd then we're losin' it all at the critical chapter\nWhere I say, \"I love you\" and you don't say it after?\nThis could be a disaster\nI'm pedaling backwards by sayin' that \"I'm drunk\nI really shouldn't have called,\" I'm a little bit plastered\nYou call me a liar, now I'm fallin' in faster\nThis could be a disaster\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh, disaster\nOh-oh-oh, disaster\n[Verse 2]\nLet me just lose my mind\nIs it purely platonic to call me, like, every night?\nYou know, Ashley believes that there's something between you and I\nBut if I'm readin' it wrong, then it'd be better off if I died, oh\nAnd if you're readin' the text all night long [Chorus]\nThis could be a disaster\nThere's so many factors, like, what if you freak out\nAnd then we're losin' it all at the critical chapter\nWhere I say, \"I love you\" and you don't say it after?\nThis could be a disaster\nI'm pedaling backwards by sayin' that \"I'm drunk\nI really shouldn't have called,\" I'm a little bit plastered\nYou call me a liar, now I'm fallin' in faster\nThis could be a disaster\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh, disaster\nOh-oh-oh, disaster\n[Outro]\nMaybe I'm mistaken (Oh-oh-oh)\nYou're not mine for takin' (Oh-oh-oh)\nMaybe I'm mistaken\nMaybe I just made it up, messed it up" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Problem Child with the following description: A snippet of the track, under the assumed title of “Problem Child” circulated online on March 1st, 2020. The track was likely recorded between 2008-2010, and may have been a demo track written for another artist. It is unclear whether the track will be released on a future project. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nI'm a troublemaker\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nI love to play with matches\nI'm the problem child, there's no solvin' me, so\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nYes, I'm your\n[Open Verse 1]\n[Chorus]\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nI'm a troublemaker\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nI love to play with matches\nI'm the problem child, there's no solvin' me, so\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nYes, I'm your [Open Verse 2]\n[Chorus]\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nI'm a troublemaker\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nI love to play with matches\nI'm the problem child, there's no solvin' me, so\nHey, you there\nIt's me, guess who\nYes, I'm your" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Two Cups with the following description: “Two Cups” is a bragadocios cut on which Rich, Sean and Offset flex their opulent lifestyles and success over production by T-Minus.\nThe song dropped a day before the albums release in select international streaming markets and gained a lot of online buzz.\nWhile it it not clear when this song was recorded, in a now-deleted 2017 instagram post, Rich The Kid shared a photo of himself and Sean in studio.\n\nThis also marks Sean’s first feature since appearing on Icewear Vezzo’s February 2019 track “Balance,” although he has been rumored to be working on an album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Offset]\nTwo cups, two sluts (Two sluts)\nJump right in it like Iike I'm playin' double dutch (Ooh)\nWhippin' in that pot, I hit it uppercut (Woo, woo, woo, woo)\nI put my drip up on the plate, she eat it up (Hey)\nBig body keys, the Bentley truck get mounted up (Big body keys)\nYou can't buy me for no million, nigga, that ain't enough (That ain't enough)\nBut I only spent a dime to get your tummy tucked (Dime)\nNigga done lost your fuckin' mind tryna beef with us (Lost your mind)\n[Verse 1: Offset]\nWe run it up from the ground, nigga, don't sleep on us (Yeah)\nLeBron James, none of these niggas ain't equal to us (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBitch get hit on the bus (Yeah)\nThe bitch a runt, a mutt (Yeah)\nGrippin' on my clutch (Yeah)\nWatch that nigga, he sus' (Yeah)\nHard for me to trust (Oh, yeah)\nI got the Midas touch (Woo, woo, woo, woo)\n[Verse 2: Rich the Kid, \nOffset\n & \nBig Sean\n]\nBitches seen the milli' got the bubble guts (Milli')\nButterfly doors, gotta let 'em up\nThey takin' pictures of me, hold my Richie up\nWhen I slide in, oh, she ride in\nKnock a nigga off quick with a light ten\nOh, she ride like a pro, get a new Benz\nOff the jet to a check, it's a backend\nI can't trip, I put Fendi on my slips (On my slips)\nI got gang with me, you might wanna dip\nI got plaques on plaques, Maybach, way back\nDrop a hundred where my stash spot at (Rich)\nChain frozen, and I bought my bitch a Range Rover (Woo)\nLambo with no top, yeah, bitch, the game over (Skrrt skrrt, hey)\nBrand new mansion spot, invite the gang over (Gang, gang)\nWe ain't soaked, but baguettes look like rain soakin' (Baguettes)\nBands out the gym, jumpin' like double dutch (Bands, they jumpin')\nYou kissin' on the bitch and we gon' split 'em up \n(Lil' bitch)\nYou got a problem, go and speak it up (Go and speak it up, \nUh-huh\n)\nWhy you capping? 'cause the money, it ain't big enough (\nWhoa, whoa, whoa\n) [Verse 3: Big Sean]\nYeah, had to cut the middle man, I ain't talking Malcolms\nWhen you put the work in, just look at all the outcomes\nWhen you blessed and favored, these niggas be like, \"How come?\"\nKnow we quick to fuck these niggas up like round one\nI got no time for hissy fits (No), can't count on you, you counterfeit\nIt's just me, Offset, and Rich\nWhen you lose and win it all, that's a feeling you'll never forget\nGraveyard shifts, tales from the crypt\nSee, I'm the boss, no calling sick, look\nIt's just me and all my dogs and we ridin' like we lawless\nShe hit me with \"Let's talk,\" shit\nBut bitch, you might as well be talking to a fucking wall\nThan to have a heart-to-heart with a nigga that's as heartless\nYeah, I look exhausted (Woah), but that's just what it cost, shit\nI still proceed with caution (Uh-huh)\n'Cause I done seen some people have it all and then they lost it (Straight up)\nGot a dime bitch ridin' with me even when she nauseous (Damn)\nDone made it through the fire, but I'm still that fucking raw, bitch (Fucking raw, I'm that raw, bitch)\nI go off, go in, go up, but never go back (Go)\nI know we in a league of our own, bitch, I'm pro-black (Huh)\nJust hit a lick for my grandsons and I don't have sons (Woah)\nBut that's how far I'm thinking ahead, bitch, and some\n[Chorus: Offset]\nTwo cups, two sluts (Two sluts)\nJump right in it like Iike I'm playin' double dutch (Ooh)\nWhippin' in that pot, I hit it uppercut (Woo, woo, woo, woo)\nI put my drip up on the plate, she eat it up (Hey)\nBig body keys, the Bentley truck get mounted up (Big body keys)\nYou can't buy me for no million, nigga, that ain't enough (That ain't enough)\nBut I only spent a dime to get your tummy tucked (Dime)\nNigga done lost your fuckin' mind tryna beef with us (Lost your mind) [Outro: Rich the Kid]\nBands out the gym, jumpin' like double dutch (Bands, they jumpin')\nYou kissin' on the bitch and we gon' split 'em up (Lil' bitch)\nYou got a problem, go and speak it up (Go and speak it up)\nWhy you capping? 'cause the money, it ain't big enough (Huh?)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Don’t Stay (Live from Shanghai, 2007) with the following description: “Don’t Stay (Live from Shanghai, 2007)” is the opener for the live album. The song seems to be about warding someone off who you once trusted. The studio version is already a fairly aggressive track, but the live version adds even more passion and anger.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sometimes I need to remember just to breathe\nSometimes I need you to stay away from me\nSometimes Im in disbelief, I didn't know\nSomehow I need you to go\nDont stay, forget our memories\nForget our possibilities\nWhat you were changing me into\nJust give me myself back and\nDont stay, forget our memories\nForget our possibilities\nTake all your faithlessness with you\nJust give me myself back and dont stay\nSometimes I feel like I trusted you too well\nSometimes I just feel like screaming at myself\nSometimes Im in disbelief, I didn't know\nSomehow I need to be alone\nDont stay, forget our memories\nForget our possibilities\nWhat you were changing me into\nJust give me myself back and\nDont stay, forget our memories\nForget our possibilities\nTake all your faithlessness with you\nJust give me myself back and dont stay\nI dont need you anymore, I dont want to be ignored\nI dont need one more day of you wasting me away\nI dont need you anymore, I dont want to be ignored\nI dont need one more day of you wasting me away\n(With no apologies)\nDont stay, forget our memories\nForget our possibilities\nWhat you were changing me into\nJust give me myself back and\nDont stay, forget our memories\nForget our possibilities\nTake all your faithlessness with you\nJust give me myself back and dont stay\nDont stay\nDont stay" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Mistake with the following description: On “Mistake,” NAV and Lil Uzi Vert team up to jokingly discuss the wrongdoings they committed in their life and to reflect on their pasts.\nThis was teased on April 26, 2019 by Cash, The Weeknd’s manager, and was exclusively premiered on Episode 5 of The Weeknd’s radio show “MEMENTO MORI” hosted by Cash on April 27. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]\nLil Uzi Vert\nBrown Boy\n[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & \nNAV\n]\nFlexin' on them, that's my mistake\nBig house, that's a crib, that's a estate\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nFlexin' on them, that's my mistake\nSay I'm broke, I throw a hundred in your bitch face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\n[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]\n(Lil Uzi)\nYeah nigga, you know me (Ooh)\nMargiela all on me (Me)\nDiamonds, they wet like the sea (Sea)\nRick Owens all on my feet (My feet)\nFuck that bitch once then I leave (Mmm)\nI fuck that girl in a week (Yeah)\nNo, no, no, I won't repeat (Yeah)\nGive me that Panamera key (Yeah)\nFirst off, my whip not a lease (Yeah)\nYour girl on me, I need a leash (Aye)\nI fucked your bitch right on the beach (Yeah)\nShe sucked me like a leech in the creek (Yeah)\nMy pockets, they stuffed but they deep\nGivin' pressure, my diamonds on fleek (Yeah)\nThe chopper there right on my seat (Yeah)\nA Bentley truck, this not a Jeep (Ooh)\nWhat are those right on your feet?\nYours' bubbles, I got a crease\nTouchin' that bitch, you get leaked (Mmm)\nI fucked the bitch in the sink\nSlippin', they had me on skates (Ooh)\nI fucked that bitch in the Wraith (Yeah)\nI fucked that bitch in the faux (Yeah)\nI fucked that bitch in the mink [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & \nNAV\n]\nFlexin' on them, that's my mistake\nBig house, that's a crib, that's a estate\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nFlexin' on them, that's my mistake\nSay I'm broke, I throw a hundred in your bitch face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\n[Verse 2: NAV]\nI've been hittin' models, baby you are not my first\nGoyard cost me thousand, baby this is not a purse\nI should drive around my city in a hearse\n'Cause I'm dumpin' rap careers off in the dirt\nGot matching Perfect Timing rings with Lil Uzi Vert (Bling)\nUpside down crosses, we might just get hit with a curse\nYeah, you know we put in work like A$AP Ferg\nI made a lot of guap and I want what I think I deserve\nIt's the brown boy, you know me\nMolly and codeine\nI know six Michelles, yeah\nI know five Maries\nMake a pie and sell them Ps\nBought my mom Celine\nXO like the mob, capisce\nYou can't get a feature\nYour bitch look like a creature\nWon't touch her, I don't feel her\nDrive in my two-seater (Skrrt)\nTreat it like a beater\nMy diamonds clear, light defects\nPockets lookin' greener\nDrug dealers were my teachers (The plug) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & \nNAV\n]\nFlexin' on them, that's my mistake\nBig house, that's a crib, that's an estate\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nFlexin' on them, that's my mistake\nSay I'm broke, I throw a hundred in your bitch face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\nWrist straight, walk around with a big face\n[Outro: Lil Uzi Vert]\nI just bought a chopper that came with a beam\nThis the type that might blow you to smithereens\nDrive like it's stolen when I'm rollin' off the beans\nNot talkin' millions of the money, what you mean?\nTell me what you mean" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Lovesong with the following description: On “Lovesong”, Adele takes The Cure’s classic rock ballad for a sensual, bossa-nova spin. On the standard edition of 21, it’s the penultimate track; on others (like the iTunes version), it’s just the tenth. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWhenever I'm alone with you\nYou make me feel like I am home again\nWhenever I'm alone with you\nYou make me feel like I am whole again\n[Verse 2]\nWhenever I'm alone with you\nYou make me feel like I am young again\nWhenever I'm alone with you\nYou make me feel like I am fun again\n[Chorus]\nHowever far away, I will always love you\nHowever long I stay, I will always love you\nWhatever words I say, I will always love you\nI will always love you\n[Verse 3]\nWhenever I'm alone with you\nYou make me feel like I am free again\nWhenever I'm alone with you\nYou make me feel like I am clean again\n[Chorus]\nHowever far away, I will always love you\nHowever long I stay, I will always love you\nWhatever words I say, I will always love you\nI will always love you\nHowever far away, I will always love you\nHowever long I stay, I will always love you\nWhatever words I say, I will always love you\nI'll always love you [Outro]\nI'll always love you\n'Cause I love you\nLove, love" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called No New Friends with the following description: The first single for DJ Khaled’s seventh studio effort, Suffering From Success.\n“No New Friends” is the spiritual successor to Started From the Bottom, the lead single for Drake’s Nothing Was the Same. Originally meant to be a remix, it evolved into the track you have before you. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Drake & \nDJ Khaled\n]\nAnother one\nYeah, I stay down with my day-one niggas\nAnd we in the club, screamin'\n[Chorus: Drake & \nDJ Khaled\n]\nNo new friends, no new friends\nNo new friends, no, no new (\nDJ Khaled\n)\nStill here with my day-one niggas\nSo you hear me say no new friends\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new\nI still ride with my day-one niggas\nI don't really need no new friends\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new\nI stay down from day one, so I say\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nOne more time\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck all y'all niggas, stay down from day one, so I say\n(Fuck a fake friend! Where your real friends at? Started!)\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nMan, this shit so ill that we had to restart it\nH-town my second home like I'm James Harden\nMoney counter go *brrrr* when you sellin' out the Garden\nFour-car garage, pornstar ménage\nBirdman go *brrrr* 'cause he know this shit retarded\nFuck her on the floor 'fore we make it to the bed\nThat's what yo' ass really call started from the bottom\nYes, Lord, OVO Sound, man, I'm proud of my niggas\nKnew that we would make it, never doubted my niggas\nAll my bitches love me;\n if I had a baby mama\nShe would probably be richer than a lot of you niggas\nAyy, that's luxury, dawg\nDay-one niggas, man, y'all stuck with me, dawg\nEver since YouTube, niggas been callin' me the leader of the new school;\n fuck with me, dawg, yeah [Chorus: Drake]\nNo new friends, no new friends\nNo new friends, no, no new\nStill here with my day-one niggas\nSo you hear me say no new friends\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new (\nLet's ride\n)\nI still ride with my day-one niggas\nI don't really need no new friends\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new\nI stay down from day one, so I say\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nOne more time\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas (\nMaybach\n)\nFuck all y'all niggas, stay down from day one, so I say\n[Verse 2: Rick Ross]\nYour bitch all in my photographs\nHo niggas got hate for me\nBig homies all certified\nNothin' niggas gon' take from me\nFollow codes, study game\nFeed fam, nigga, fuck fame\nAll black, my whip foreign\nThese bad hoes keep tiptoein'\nDown in Turks and Caicos\nDope boy, that's my dress code\nAll I hug is blood, nigga\nKhaled, that's my flesh, ho\nAll I want is love, nigga\nMoney bring that stress though\nSmoke good, I love life\nStrip club like e'ry night\nE'ry night my same niggas\nDay one, straight menace (Rozay!) [Chorus: Drake]\nNo new friends, no new friends\nNo new friends, no, no new (\nHuh, Maybach Music\n)\nStill here with my day one niggas\nSo you hear me say no new friends\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new (\nLet's ride\n)\nI still ride with my day one niggas\nI don't really need no new friends\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new\nI stay down from day one, so I say (\nLet's go\n)\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nOne more time\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck all y'all niggas, stay down from day one, so I say\n(Fuck a fake friend! Where your real friends at?)\n[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]\nUgh, I'm here with my niggas\nI'm too high to be friendly\nThey throw dirt on my name\nWell, that's why they still dig me\nAnd I'm tired of all this hatin'\nI thank God for my patience\nI thank God for my homies\nI wish we could trade places\nBitch, we good-fellas\nBoy, all them niggas with you, they just pall bearers\nAnd if we ball, catch us\nRemember sip slow, live fast\nYoung Money, stay young\nI been Cash Money since day one\n (Tunechi!) [Chorus: Drake]\nNo new friends, no new friends (\nKhaled fuck wit me\n)\nNo new friends, no, no new\nStill here with my day one niggas\nSo you hear me say no new friends (\nSue em\n)\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new (\nLet's ride\n)\nI still ride with my day one niggas\nI don't really need no new friends\nNo new friends, no new friends, no, no new\nI stay down from day one, so I say\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck all y'all niggas (\nUh\n) except my niggas\nOne more time\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck all y'all niggas, stay down from day one, so I say\n[Outro: Future]\nFuck all y'all niggas except my niggas\nFuck them other niggas\n'Cause I'm down for my niggas" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called You Ain’t Know with the following description: Track #6 off Birdman & Lil Wayne’s collaboration album, Like Father, Like Son. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Pre-Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nAnd I got a lot of loot, and I ain't lookin' for a lady\nAnd you could never play me, I'm from Uptown, baby\nI wake up in the mornin', take a piss and wash my hands\nTake a knee and thank the Man, then get back to the money\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money\n[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]\nNigga I ain't got a money printer\nSo for this paper chase, I'm out runnin' sprinters\nYes, the last two Cash Money members\nShout out to the new Cash Money members\nBaby and Slim still point guard and center\nSo much money on my mind, it's all I remember\nAnd I just bought a gun wit' a extender\nAnd that bitch hold me up like suspenders\nCut like a blender, sharper than a bitch\nThey got so many pussy niggas, I could make a list\nNiggas wonder why I stress that I am the best\nCause even bobbleheads tell me, \"Yes,\" haha\nPut it on the hood, I'm Hollygrove to death\nI'm already good, I'm working on my left\nA jungle on my wrist, a circus on my neck\nDon't forget the Baby, no, don't forget the F [Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money\n[Verse 2: Birdman]\nBrush the platinum, grab the straps, homie, make it happen\nComin' through my neighborhood with 4's on the Caddy\nLimo tints out the pound, and Uptown crackin'\nRed bandanna\n, \nduckin' feds, and the money stackin'\nRest in peace to Miss Gladys like every day\nWe on the grind for the shine, and we gon' get paid\nSpent a mill' on the wheels, custom with the navi'\nTwo of the same whips, we doin' it big, livin' lavish\n[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]\nThis is a Scott Storch, and I'm a hot torch\nAnd gettin' money is my sport\nAnd understand, the rap game is my court\nSo I shall walk and come forth like a Rockport, or some sort of\nMatchin' slippers or yacht shoes\nSee, I don't cruise control, I control the cruise\nYes, I gets throat on a boat\nAnd I vow to never fall like soap on a rope [Pre-Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nAnd I got a lot of loot, and I ain't lookin' for a lady\nAnd you could never play me, I'm from Uptown, baby\nI wake up in the mornin', take a piss and wash my hands\nTake a knee and thank the Man, then get back to the money\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money\n[Verse 4: Birdman]\nYeah, fresh with the hustle, so we bounce back on 'em suckers\nBlowin' big, doin' gigs, got it ran in hundreds\nThey reppin', layin' here, we stuntin'\nOn the grind all the time, homie, gettin' money\n3rd Ward soldier, 13th gangsta\n17th hustler, known top ranker\nMoney go getter, them clowns can't figure\nPoppin' at the mouth like this cutter won't split 'em\nKnow how to survive, hustlin', stayin' fly\nMy whole hood cried when my lil' brother died\nKnow I had to ride, never let it slide\nIt's just the G in me, and I'ma get it til I die, daddy [Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money\nYou ain't know, I gotta go\nWhere ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Yebba’s Heartbreak with the following description: On “Yebba’s Heartbreak,” Drake enlists Grammy-award winning singer and songwriter YEBBA for a romantic interlude.\nThe track, which does not feature vocals from Drake, is a running theme throughout each of his albums, with PARTYNEXTDOOR and Majid Jordan having previously provided interludes for his records (“Wednesday Night Interlude” and “Summers Over Interlude” respectively) as well as several interludes featured on Drake’s 2017 project More Life, such as “Jorja Interlude,” “4422,” and “Skepta Interlude.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse: YEBBA]\nHow much better can I show my love for you\nThan say \"I do, I do, I do\"?\nI do, I do, I do\nYou may not know right where you're going, but\nI do, I do, I do\nAnd all the times you wasn't chosen, well, I'll make it up to you\nAll of the feelings you're not showing\nWhen your river's overflowing\n, mmm\nIt's the truth, swear to you\nI do, I do, I do, I do, I do\nAnd all that you are, I do\nMy single line of stars in noon\nReflection of the very moon, I do\nI do, I do, I do\nShow my love for you\nCan I show my love for you?\n(Can I show my love for you?)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Isis with the following description: “Isis” is the third single from Joyner Lucas' 2019 album ADHD. The song is named after the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria; one of the most notorious terrorist factions of the 21st century.\nOn the track, Logic and Joyner Lucas discuss everything from ADHD to haters, women and success. Interestingly, this song marks the end of the feud between the two rappers, which started back in 2017. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAttention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, or better known as ADHD, is a mental disorder that affects an individual's ability to focus\nCausing them to move around more frequently\nThey may also have trouble controlling their impulsive behaviors\n[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]\nOne time for them prayin' on my downfall (Yeah)\nTwo times for the homies in the chow hall (Whoa)\nThree times for them hoes on the internet\nShittin' on niggas when they really should get out more\nFour times for the days that were all bad (Woo!)\nFive times for the bitches who ain't called back (Yeah)\nSix times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— (Brap, brap, brap)\n[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]\nKidnap a nigga like ISIS (Whoa)\nTurn a whole world to a crisis (Whoa)\nWalk around the city with a ice pick\nI been paranoid, usually, I ain't like this (Boop, boop)\nAin't no tellin' how crazy I might get, uh (Woo!)\nBeat the police with a nightstick (Boop)\nIn my whole life, I been lifeless\nNow I'm so fly, I'm a muhfuckin' flight risk (Woo! Whoa)\nFuck a couple hoes 'til I pass out (Whoa)\nNiggas throwin' stones at my glass house (Whoa)\nI remember sleepin' on my dad's couch (Whoa)\nNow I got the Bentley, and it's blacked out (Whoa)\nFamily lookin' at me like a cash cow (Whoa)\nE'rybody dissin' just to have clout (Whoa)\nThought you had a chance, now you assed out\nNigga, I'm the muhfuckin' man, where you at now? (Whoa)\nFuck it, I'ma hit 'em 'til they jumpin'\nI ain't trippin', this is nothin' (Brap, brap, brap)\nI been livin' in the dungeon\nI done held a couple grudges\nWent to hell and got abducted\nMeet the devil, I'm his cousin\nI ain't settlin' for nothin' (Brap, brap, brap)\nGot a metal in the truck, I keep a semi when I'm bussin'\nNiggas duckin' (Bop)\nEven Stevie Wonder could've see it comin' (Brrrap, brap, bop)\nI ain't judgin', I just want the money, I don't need a budget\nI been hungry, I ain't got no oven (Bop, bop, brrrap, brap)\nBut I got the munchies, nigga\nHow you gon' move on the front line? (Woo!)\nIf I don't fuck with you, I just cut ties (Whoa)\nMy high school teacher said I'd never be shit\nTell that bitch that I turned out just fine (Joyner)\nAnd no, I don't know you for the twelfth time (Woo!)\nWe do not share the same bloodline (No)\nYou love to run your mouth like a tough guy\nHope you keep the same energy when it's crunch time (Woo!) [Interlude]\nAccording to the American Psychiatric Association\nIt affects roughly eight percent of children\nAnd two percent of adults\nCommonly believed to only affect boys\nBecause they are perceived as rowdy and rambunctious\n[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]\nOne time for them prayin' on my downfall (Yeah)\nTwo times for them bitches in the South Shore (Whoa)\nThree times for them days on the block\nGettin' chased by the cops like a motherfuckin' outlaw\nFour times for the days that were all bad (Woo!)\nFive times for the bitches who ain't called back (Yeah)\nSix times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to— (Brap, brap, brap)\n[Verse 2: Logic]\nMe and Joyner need a couple hearses (Woo!)\nDouble homicide, kill the beat and the verses\nEverybody livin' on the surface\nBut we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it\nWhat's beef?\nBeef is when you murder motherfuckers on a beat\nKill 'em all, kill 'em all\nNah, nah, what's beef?\nBeef is brothers dyin' over shit\nThat never mattered in the first place, lyin' in the street\nWhat's peace?\nPeace is when you leave it in the past, let it heal like a cast\nWhen enough time pass, then you blast\nKinda like John Wick, bars like a convict\nFuck around and you don't wanna start shit, woo!\nComin' with the hot shit, all they do is talk shit\nYou could never top it, boy, just stop, stop it\nHigh and drunk, call that HD vision\nAll these other motherfuckers full of indecision\nAnd I murder with precision all over your television\nI'm numero uno, number one and you is just a subdivision\nNever listen, we gon' leave them missin'\nThat's the mission like ISIS (ISIS)\nAin't no time to bicker over who the nicest\nIt's Logic, it's obvious, just ask the audience\nI've come to body this shit (Body this shit)\nYes, it's egregious, I'm Regis, you Kelly, you pussy (You pussy)\nDon't push me, I'm Louis Vuitton\nYou at Target with your mom\nOn the internet still hatin' on my last post (I hate this nigga)\nI just sent a steak back at Mastro's, my god\nMe and Joyner need a couple hearses (Woo!)\nDouble homicide, kill the beat and the verses\nEverybody livin' on the surface\nBut we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it\nYeah, uh, far from the minimum, killin' 'em with no Ritalin\nAnd 5'9\" was the middleman to get 'em in the same room\nNow we on the same tune and we sealed the game's doom\nThe illest of lyricists on the same shit\nRattPack, clap back on the gang shit\nDo it for the love of rap, not for the fame shit, woo! [Chorus: Logic]\nOne time for the Grammy that I never got\nTwo times for the Garden that I sold out\nThree times for the street crimes that I committed\nYeah, I did it, but thank God that I made it out\nFour times 'cause I'm a fuckin' bastard\nFive times Platinum with my last shit\nSix times for the beats and the rhymes\nFuck the heat and the crime\nKeep the peace like a waistline, woo!\n[Outro]\nISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS\nISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS\nISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS, ISIS\nISIS, ISIS, ISIS" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called One Spliff with the following description: What do you get when you mix Pittsburg’s Wiz Khalifa, Burmingham’s own Malik Md7, Global Gang/Eurogang’s own S.A.S and TGFY’s own Calliko on a track together? Some epic marijuana music. Produced by Versa Beatz (½ of July 5th Music and ½ of the Supplierz); he deftly crafted this song off House Party, which samples the Billy Boyo song – One Spliff A DayExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]\nThe gang in this bitch...\nYoung Wiz Khalifa man\n[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]\nCalifornia grapes, I'm breaking fine wines\nMe I'm sky high, my bitch down to earth\nMoney in the bank, weed roller in her purse\nAnd I ain't slackin on the job, my dog I been alert\nBeen gettin cake, bank being the verb\nBig numbers on the net so niggas show love\nAnd the diamonds on my neck should make these hoes trust\nOn the road, at the venue filled with model hoes\nCollege shows, smokin grade a honor roll\nBad broad, light skin, hood niggas, white friends\nAnd I ain't gotta talk much, it's in your face\nGive me brain, cause she say she got expensive taste!\nLet her rub my tattoos, now she flyin'\nSmokin' zig zags too, nigga rap like crack so I\n[Hook]\nOne spliff a day keep the ill away\nOne spliff a day keep the ill away\nOne spliff a day keep the ill away [Verse 2: Malik MD7]\nMalik...Md7\nToo Mucking Fuch lets go\nTurn off my BB and my HTC\nPlease don't interrupt me when I'm smoking THC\nI'm out to prove, what I'm about to do with this ounce of food (what?)\nFirst class flights, higher altitude\nLead astray by the hash tray\nI am \nhalf baked\nIf there's no smoking sign I'mma eat my hash cake\nOnly with my back up, I'm out to get paid\nAnd I roll my spliffs backwards, the \nAmsterdam way\nHey, hey!\nGot mental health problems, forget it!\nI will give you two draws, you will turn schizophrenic\nThis smell of your police, pull us over for the hell of it\nBut fine often, cause we smoked out for the evidence\n[Hook]\n[Verse 3: S.A.S]\n[Mega]\nInhale, exhale, on smoke...\nThere was big on... then I used to roll spillfs\nGet the whole sip, now I'm in the days\nOn the... 'till I drift away\nI'll be on it, on it all night\nYeah, that's super strong\nDown to the last...\nI don't know, should I roll, should I hit the bong\nPaint the town red like the soles on the loboutins\n[Mayhem]\nHydroponic (hah!), home grown (hah!) (hah!)\nWe're playing chronic, this is a smoke zone\nRolling flower power joints, nose cones\nIf I light this shit up I'm fucking up the ozone\nI smoke that... is legit\nJust a hit make you twitch like \nsmoking on friday\nLive your life, that's what I say\n... while we speed, that's the highway! [Hook]\n[Verse 4: Calliko]\nLet's go!...\nYou can smell it through my pocket\nCountry boy from illinois yea im a pothead\nHyrdoponic you can smeell it through ya pocket\nIt ain't tricking if you got it, girl I got bread\nAnybody feel like rolling up a blunt of kush?\nI would, but she got me sleeping, feeling good\nSick of position body stiffer than a brick of wood\nThat's me feeling like a real nigga should\nI'm addicted so consistent lets roll up another\nLight green swisha sweet casa loma \nsuites in the d\nYou know the ones wit the upstairs\nWhen im powered up I devour blunts doing what I gotta do until a mothafucka\nUp there, up where in the air you can't come up here\nReal players do whatever that they want here...\nMoving quicker than jamaicans in the fast lane\nI'm babysitting, don't forget to tell em pass mane\nBreak it down, roll it up\nBreak it down, roll it up\nBr-break it down roll it up\nCalliko, Wiz Khalifa, roll up in there!\n[Hook]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called River Road with the following description: “River Road” is the eleventh and final track on ZAYN’s third studio album, Nobody Is Listening. The track describes a sadness after being let down in a relationship and hoping for more. He also questions where his life will take him, while hoping for a better future and leaning on his significant other in those moments of despair.\nOn a March 2021 interview with The Zach Sang Show, Zayn revealed that he originally wrote “River Road” as a poem that he later turned to a song. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nWe don't define each other\nStand on your own, be a pillar\nLay on my pillow\nAin't fairly new to each other\nCall you my lover, drinks to my liver\nI cried now a river full of tears\n[Post-Chorus]\nDon't you ever hope for something else?\nDon't you ever hope for something else?\n[Verse]\nBreeze outside my window turned to color\nKnow that I will see the sun again\nLeaves have turned into a tint of orange\nAnswers that will lie inside myself\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhat will I leave behind mе?\nWhere will I choose to go?\nTo tеll the truth, I'm tired of falling\nWhen I'm floating, I'm closer to you\n[Chorus]\nWe can't control all the outcomes\nLet go of the reins, ride the rhythm\nDoubled my vision\nAin't fairly new to this feeling\nSearchin' for meaning, still don't believe it\nStopped at the ceiling, all these years [Post-Chorus]\nLightly floating ecstasy\nDon't you ever hope for something else?\n[Verse]\nBreeze outside my window turned to color\nKnow that I will see the sun again\nLeaves have turned into a tint of orange\nAnswers that will lie inside myself\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhat will I leave behind me?\nWhere will I choose to go?\nTo tell the truth, I'm tired of falling\nWhen I'm floating, I'm closer to you\n[Chorus]\nWe don't define each other\nStand on your own, be a pillar\nLay on my pillow\nCall you my lover, drinks to my liver\nI cried now a river full of tears\n[Post-Chorus]\nDon't you ever hope for something else?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called SUNDOWN with the following description: On “SUNDOWN,” BEAM reunites with Justin Bieber on an introspective song that details the two artists thinking about a bad experience with their respective significant others, in which they wonder late at night about how it could have been solved differently and what they could have done better.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: BEAM]\nBusy 'pon all a yuh fren dem\nGyal, tell mi weh yuh tell dem\nOr dem tell mi weh yuh tell dem, mm\nWeh yuh tink unfair, mi tink is fair, mm\nMi gi' yuh all a mi food an' yuh still cyaan share\nWeh yuh tink is fair, mi tink unfair, what's wrong?\nI bet you gotta be somewhere than be right here, uh\nThat's all I can think are fair, not when I try compare, uh\n[Chorus: BEAM]\nWhen it's sundown sometimes, it's 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you, 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you\nYou wonder if it's 2AM that I'm thinkin' 'bout you, 2AM that I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ooh\n[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]\nThe man been down in a cold place\nEverybody down when guns blaze\nYou might not remember those days\nGirl, call, you know my phone still rings (Answer your phone)\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nWhen it's sundown sometimes, it's 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you, 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you\nYou wonder if it's 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you, 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ooh-woah, they know\n[Post-Chorus: Justin Bieber \nwith BEAM\n]\nIs there somethin' wrong?\nJust tell me what it is, does it feel like home?\nWe all need somebody to be somebody, yeah\nGirl, just face them facts and base upon it, yeah\n (Base) [Verse 3: BEAM]\nFrontline on your first responder\nTake a deep breath, we both need one\nCyaan tell how well, yuh eyes dem selfish, yuh nuh see yourself\nIs a blind gyal intel\nRespond, nah give mi nuh resistance\nI need respect, a woman need validation, can we get some?\nYou been real distant, you know seh di poppy have ambition\nStyle and fashion with persistence (But still)\n[Bridge: BEAM]\nWeh yuh tink is fair, mi tink unfair (Fair)\nI bet you gotta be somewhere than be right here, oh\n[Chorus: BEAM]\nWhen it's sundown sometimes, it's 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you, 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you\nYou wonder if it's 2AM that I'm thinkin' 'bout you, 2AM that I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ooh-woah, they know\n[Post-Chorus: Justin Bieber \nwith BEAM\n]\nIs there somethin' wrong?\nJust tell me what it is, does it feel like home?\nWe all need somebody to be somebody, yeah\nGirl, just face them facts and base upon it, yeah\n (Base)\n[Outro: BEAM & \nJustin Bieber\n]\n(\n2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you, 2AM and I'm thinkin' 'bout you\n)\nUsed to love where I found you (Found you, you)\nCouple drinks, I'm drowsin', I'm still where you left me\nI'll be here where you found me (I'll be here where you found me)\nI'll be here where you found me\n(I'm sayin' too much, I'm sayin' too much)\n(I'm sayin' too much, I'm sayin' too much)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called She’s Out of My Life with the following description: This song was written by Tom Bahler, a songwriter who was also one of the background singers in the Partridge Family recordings!\n\nThe song was released on Michael’s Off the Wall album which went 8-times platinum and it contributed to the album achieving four Top 10 singles on the one record, a first for any solo artist.\nThe song at a tempo of 66 beats per minute, is one of Jackson’s slowest songs. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nShe's out of my life\nShe's out of my life\nAnd I don't know whether to laugh or cry\nI don't know whether to live or die\nAnd it cuts like a knife\nShe's out of my life\n[Verse]\nIt's out of my hands\nIt's out of my hands\nTo think for two years, she was here\nAnd I took her for granted, I was so cavalier\nNow, the way that it stands\nShe's out of my hands\n[Bridge]\nSo, I've learned that love's not possession\nAnd I've learned that love won't wait\nNow, I've learned that love needs expression\nBut, I've learned too late\n[Chorus]\nAnd she's out of my life\nShe's out of my life\nDamned indecision and cursed pride\nKept my love for her locked deep inside!\nAnd it cuts like a knife\nShe's out of my life" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Dusk Till Dawn with the following description: On “Dusk Till Dawn,” ZAYN enlists Sia on a song in which they tell the story of two lovers who are willing to do whatever it takes to stay together.\nThe song was released as a standalone single on September 8, 2017, delayed by one day. After releasing a few more singles throughout the following year, ZAYN then released his sophomore studio album, Icarus Falls, on December 14, 2018. On the same day, fans were confused as to why the song did not appear on the album. ZAYN claimed that there were issues while releasing the song as part of the album. On August 28, 2020, ZAYN re-released a new version of the album, in which the song, as well as his March 2017 single “Still Got Time” appeared.\nThe song was released on alongside its cinematic official music video. In the video, ZAYN portrays a secret agent, running from the law. He is accompanied by a mysterious female, portrayed by fellow British actress Jemima Kirke. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: ZAYN]\nNot tryna be indie\nNot tryna be cool\nJust tryna be in this\nTell me, are you too?\nCan you feel where the wind is?\nCan you feel it through\nAll of the windows\nInside this room?\n[Refrain: ZAYN]\n'Cause I wanna touch you, baby\nAnd I wanna feel you too\nI wanna see the sun rise on your sins\nJust me and you\n[Pre-Chorus: ZAYN & Sia]\nLight it up, on the run\nLet's make love tonight\nMake it up, fall in love, try\n(Baby, I'm right here)\n[Chorus: ZAYN & Sia]\nBut you'll never be alone\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here\nI'll hold you when things go wrong\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here [Post-Chorus: ZAYN & Sia]\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here\n[Verse 2: ZAYN]\nWe were shut like a jacket\nSo do your zip\nWe would roll down the rapids\nTo find a wave that fits\nCan you feel where the wind is?\nCan you feel it through\nAll of the windows\nInside this room?\n[Refrain: ZAYN & Sia]\n'Cause I wanna touch you, baby\nI wanna feel you too\nI wanna see the sun rise on your sins\nJust me and you\n[Pre-Chorus: ZAYN & Sia]\nLight it up, on the run\nLet's make love tonight\nMake it up, fall in love, try\n(Baby, I'm right here) [Chorus: ZAYN & Sia]\nBut you'll never be alone\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here\nI'll hold you when things go wrong\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here\n[Bridge: ZAYN & Sia]\nGirl, give love to your body\nIt's only you that can stop it\nGirl, give love to your body\nIt's only you that can stop it\nGirl, give love to your body\nIt's only you that can stop it\nGirl, give love to your body\nGirl, give love to your body\n[Chorus: ZAYN & Sia]\nBut you'll never be alone\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here\nI'll hold you when things go wrong\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here [Post-Chorus: ZAYN & Sia]\nI'll be with you from dusk till dawn\nBaby, I'm right here" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Textbook Stuff with the following description: Song off of XV’s mixtape, Zero Heroes. It tells a story of two persons who were both under the influence of crime and violence, but took two different paths.\nThe song was produced by Seven and the chorus samples Imogen Heap’s Speeding Cars. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook: Imogen Heap]\nThere, there, baby\nIt's just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up\nThere, there, baby\nIt'S just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up\n[Verse 1: XV]\nThree women raised me\nFamous Footwear paid me not enough to blow up\nBut showed up cause I ain't fuckin' lazy\nAnd teachers thought I was dumb or crazy, or both\nWith hopes of being a Nas or Jay-Z, I slumped\nIn my chair and my grades, my head wasn't raised\nBeing fly was priority to the lowest\nI would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way\nThe dead society of a poet\n—homie, I'm focused\nBut there's somethin that a dude can't prove\nI mean, fam, I was damn near invisible at school\nSo I banged for a minute cause all my niggas was Crippin'\nJust me and my two of my dudes, Blue Man Group\nHad dreams of doing things they say that you can't do\n'Cause everything ain't black and white, 'less you chew bamboo\nSo I was after big bills like a toucan do\nAll the while, my mom askin' why I'm truant at school\nShe said: [Hook: Imogen Heap]\nThere, there, baby\nIt's just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up\nThere, there, baby\nIt'S just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up\n[Verse 2: XV]\nUgh, so why ain't I go to college?\nMy mama's ultimatum, made me say that I know I got it\nMy niggas said V's buggin'\nStay on your computer software, debugging\nBut we holding hardware 'cause we thuggin'\nNow they in the traphouse with some guns that they done borrowed\nAnd all this snow, I call it Infant Sorrow\nWith plans to reach the end even if I had to start slow\nSold CDs in the mall, making dough like Sbarro\nThen I left the hood, like, \"Fuck it,\" don't need the cargo\nThey banking I don't do well, and I don't mean Fargo\nBut even when you leave, somehow, it still try to follow\nBaby brother took a charge harder than LeBron and Rondo\nTrying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the Bible\n'Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle\nMy nephew looking at me 'cause his daddy is his idol\nI looked at him, told him, \"Sit down, this information is vital, look\" [Hook: Imogen Heap]\nThere, there, baby\nIt's just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up\nThere, there, baby\nIt'S just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up\n[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]\nLiving my life like I'm living right\nIn the midst of a fire pit, the gangbanging and violence\nIs the sweetest song, and I roam with the heart of a violin\nDon't violate my patience I'm waiting... to kill a man\nAs I stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets\nIf I gotta eat, I steal like a metal piece\nI'm screamin' out, \"Fuck the police\"\nI'm dealing my cards with Jokers on em\nYou can disown him or stone him\nI'm throwing them rocks back with the fury of bullets\nYou couldn't live your life for the moment\nWhen I'm foaming at the mouth and my sharpest of teeth showing\nI'm in the back of a black Buick finna black out, like February—\nAin't that's how Blacks do it, right?\nI cut off my ears before I hear your advice and vice versa\nI'm screaming for help as loud as I can, but that's not working\nI'm working them corners like blueprints\nThen caught a L on my first offense\nThe judge threw the book at me and said this: [Hook: Imogen Heap]\nThere, there, baby\nIt's just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up\nThere, there, baby\nIt'S just textbook stuff\nIt's in the ABCs of growin' up" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Love Without Tragedy / Mother Mary with the following description: This double-song seems to be Rihanna searching for what everyone is seeking: unconditional love. She thought she could find it through a man, but we are all broken people, unable to give and receive perfect love. Only God can fill the void in our lives and grant us love and peace. She has come to this realization, and is “living in the moment”, not the past, not the future, but NOW in God’s presence. If it is God’s will to end her temporary life on Earth, she is ready, for she knows she will be surrounded by unfailing love. Her pleas to Mother Mary and Jesus, is an expression of her desire to be closer to God, for nothing surpasses his comfort and love. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[\nPart I: Love Without Tragedy\n]\n[Refrain]\nRed lipstick, rose petals, heartbreak\nI was his Marilyn Monroe\nBrown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars\nA James Dean on the low\nDean on the low\n[Verse]\nI ask you, \"What's the matter?\"\nYou say \"Oh, it's nothing at all.\"\nHeart's racing outta control\nAnd you knew that I couldn't let it go\nYou used to be this boy I loved\nAnd I used to be this girl of your dreams\nWho knew the course of this one drive injured us fatally?\nYou took the best years of my life\nI took the best years of your life\nFelt like love struck me in the night\nI prayed that love don't strike twice\n[Refrain]\nRed lipstick, rose petals, heartbreak\nI was his Marilyn Monroe\nBrown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars\nA James Dean on the low [Chorus]\nWhat's love without tragedy?\nWhat's love without tragedy?\n(Marilyn Monroe)\nWhat's love without tragedy?\nWhat's love without tragedy?\n[\nPart II: Mother Mary\n]\n[Verse 1]\nMother Mary, I swear I wanna change\nMister Jesus, I'd love to be a queen\nBut I'm from the left side of an island\nNever thought this many people would even know my name\nAs time flies way above me\nFor you, I've cried, tears ceding\nOh glory, the prayers carry me\nI'll be a star, you keep directing me\nLet's make the best scene they've ever seen\n[Verse 2]\nLet's capture the moment\n'Cause even forever ain't forever\nI swear by the moment\n'Cause together ain't promise forever\nLet's live in the moment\nAs long as we got each other\nDie in the moment\nI'm prepared to die in the moment\n'Cause even forever ain't forever\nI swear by the moment\n'Cause together ain't promise forever\nLet's live by the moment\nAs long as we got each other\nDie in the moment\nI'm prepared to die in the moment\nTo die in the moment [Verse 1]\nMother Mary, I swear I wanna change\nMister Jesus, I'd love to be a queen\nBut I'm from the left side of an island\nNever thought this many people would even know my name\nAs time flies way above me\nFor you, I've cried, tears ceding\nOh glory, the prayers carry me\nI'll be a star, you keep directing me\nLet's make the best scene they've ever seen\n[Verse 2]\nLet's capture the moment\n'Cause even forever ain't forever\nI swear by the moment\n'Cause together ain't promise forever\nLet's live in the moment\nAs long as we got each other\nDie in the moment\nI'm prepared to die in the moment\n'Cause even forever ain't forever\nI swear by the moment\n'Cause together ain't promise forever\nLet's live by the moment\nAs long as we got each other\nDie in the moment\nI'm prepared to die in the moment\nTo die in the moment [Outro]\nDie the moment\nI'm prepared to die in the moment\nI'm prepared to die in the moment\nI'm prepared to die in the moment\n'Cause even forever ain't forever\nI swear by the moment\n'Cause together ain't promise forever\nI'm prepared to die in the moment" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Vinyl Days with the following description: “Vinyl Days” is the fourth single and title track for Logic’s seventh and final studio album under DefJam.\nThe track is nearly five minutes and contains one long Logic verse with no hook — bringing listeners minutes of straight rhymes.\nLogic announced the track would be the first in a new slew of weekly single releases leading up to his album release on June 17.\nLegendary DJ, DJ Premier, gets tapped for a feature on this track, providing scratches at the end. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYe-yeah, yeah\nVinyl Days\nDJ Premier, that's my homie, that's my idol\nOn the road to success, but y'all idle\n6ix on the beat, RattPack, motherfucker, let's go, here we go, let's get it on\n[Verse]\nAll I need is one mic, one pen, one page to ignite\nSubject matter heavy, but the flow is MC Lyte\nYou mad as fuck, all you see is red like a conservative\nAll the critics do is talk, I'm really not concerned with it\nHell is hot and we can make your residency permanent\nSeveral shots, they tyin' up your body with a tourniquet\nLet it rock, it's obvious that he don't know who turn it is\nKeep my circle tight-knit 'cause people move \ndeceitful\nMoney and greed will expose you to the root of evil\nAlready proved myself, not worried 'bout who's my equal\nFar from an anti-vaxxer, but I move the needle\nShit got me wonderin' if what I do is legal\nFuck it, I'm goin' a hundred in this Buick Regal\nFuck it, I'm goin' a hundred playin' Beanie Sigel\nYou still run that old game like a Neo Geo\nYou lookin' for me? I'ma be in Rio\nSunbathin' off the coast, sippin' pinot grigio\nOut the country so much they like, \"Easy, gringo\"\nStraight off the two-track, don't need a single\nTravelled abroad for my catalog\nMade all this money recording raps on my Macintosh, call it Apple sauce\nEven with the cameras off, I be spazzin', dog\nDrum machine analog, the North Face camouflage\nThat lo-fi dusty, Panasonic with the trackin' off\nMarijuana smoke fill the air like L.A. traffic smog\nCome on, homie, listen to the voice of reason\nYeah, you talk a lot of shit, but don't want the beef like a vegan\nWas passin' through like the aux channel\nAnd then I fell asleep on you, shit, we call you the golf channel\nI'm barbecue grillin' these rappers in Croc sandals\nGot money to cop Lambos, but I'd rather chop samples\nMany lines, many rhymes, \nshit gutter like Pennywise\nShoutout big brother, got many eyes\nI'm like Malcolm peekin' through the mini-blinds\nFuckin' with Logic, that's the reason that you stop breathing\nCardiac\n arrest caught you at your chest\nShould've wore a vest, now you all a mess\nYou no kind of threat, you should've wore a dress\nPolo high-tech with the navy crest\nCut from the cloth you couldn't thread with a needle\nBought the shit at Fred Segal, got your bitch spread eagle\nThe revolution won't be televised, they tellin' lies\nThey wanna strip your soul away and lead you to a well that's dry\nThat's why we in the kitchen cookin', know you smell the vibes\nIt stick to your ribs, shit, no frozen fries\nGo against the gang, get pulverized\nI'm at the crib washed, watchin' Cobra Kai\nThinkin' to myself, \"God damn, how old am I?\"\nRose through depression like a rose, I was destined\nYour bro reached his goals like D. Rose with the left hand\nWhen life takes a toll, I suppose it's a lesson\nQuestion, how you \nwoke, but you slept in?\nTreadin' on your rappers like Midas for over ten years\nWithout changin' tires, shit, I should probably check the mileage\nBack on my hustle, got packs in the duffle\nPush rhymes like weight, yeah, you know I'm taxin' you double\nI'm in the pocket like a running back, run it back\nI bought your new shit, hey, run me my money back\nFly by night, this that fly like Mike\nESPN better get those highlights right\nPerform better when the lights shine bright\nYou lookin' like food and might get fried like rice\nThrow on a chef apron and I turn into Gordon Ramsay\nI seen cats sell they whole soul for a Camry\nI seen your favorite artists do the most just for Grammys\nI seen a grown man lyin' just to get the panties\nI'm cookin' like grannies, the recipe is sick and we got extras in the pantry\nI'm goin' Super Saiyan just to represent the family\nI think that's why the haters can't stand me\nI'm not the socialite type, but my vocals quite right\nI'm still spittin' raps like it's open mic night\nI'm still gettin' played from the hoes you might like\nI'm still gettin' paid off the flows you probably bite\nIt's Logic [Outro]\nYeah\nSee— see— see— see— see the bigger picture, so we can profit all around\nThis is for my real hip-hop fans\nI— I want that real back, back when you would feel tracks\nYeah\nSee— see— see— see— see the bigger picture, so we can profit all around\nYeah\nThis is for my real hip-hop fans\nI— I want that real back, back when you would feel tracks\nI— I— I want that— I— I want that real\nI— I want that real back, back when you would feel tracks\nI— I— I— I want that real— real— real— real— real back\nYeah\nI— I\n want that real back, back when you would feel tracks\nThis is Logic\nThis is Logic\nThis is Lo— Lo— Lo— Logic, Logic" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Fall for Your Type with the following description: “Fall for Your Type” is a downtempo ballad recorded by American entertainer Jamie Foxx for his fourth studio album Best Night of My Life. The song features guest vocals from Canadian rapper Drake, who originally recorded the song for his debut studio album Thank Me Later. Also, the song was written by OVO natives (Drake’s co-founded record label) Noah “40” Shebib, Noel “Gadget” Campbell and Drake himself, with production handled by the aforementioned, along with vocal production from Rico Love. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Drake]\nUh\n[Verse 1: Jamie Foxx]\nCan I, can I, save you from you?\n'Cause you know there's somethin' missin'\nAnd the champagne you been sippin'\nNot supposed to make you different all the time\nStarting to feel, like the wrong thing to do, girl\n'Cause with all that recognition, it gets hard for you to listen\nTo the things that I'ma say to make you mine\nBut live, girl, have some fun, girl, we'll be fine\nTrying to convince myself I've found one\nMaking the mistake I never learned from\n[Chorus: Jamie Foxx]\nI swear, I always fall for your type\nYeah, for your type\nTell me why I always fall for your type?\nFor your type\n[Post-Chorus: Drake & \nJamie Foxx\n]\nI just can't explain this shit at all\nFall for your type\nI just can't explain this shit at all\nFall for your type\nI believe in people like you [Verse 2: Jamie Foxx]\nSo who am I to judge you on the past, girl?\nI bet there's a reason for it all\nYou say that you're nothin' like the last girl\nI just pray that you don't let me down right now\nIt's too late\nI'm already yours\nYou just gotta promise me, hearts won't break\nAnd end up like before\n[Chorus: Jamie Foxx & \nDrake\n]\nI swear, I always fall for your type\nYeah, for your type\nTell me why I always fall for your type? (\nUh, yeah\n)\nFor your type (\nUh, look\n)\n[Verse 3: Drake]\nDress hangin' off your shoulder, barely sober\nTellin' me how you movin' away and startin' over\nGirl, quit playin', you just drunk, you just sayin' shit\nAnd oh you dance? Dance like how? Like ballet and shit?\nOh, wait, no, I get it, girl, I'm wit' it\nI've been down this road before and yeah I skidded but forget it\nDamn, damn, I wonder why I never learned my lesson\nIt's feeling like ya second chance and it's the first impression\nAnd I heard there's nothin' new except for someone new\nBut how you s'posed to find the one when anyone'll come with you?\nTalkin' to myself but I never listened\n'Cause man, it's been a while and I swear that this one's different\nThat's why I'ma take you anyway you wanna go, let you meet my friends\nSo they can lecture me again about how reckless I have been\nAnd I'm slowly runnin' out of all the time that I invested\nMakin' all the same mistakes and I'm just tryin' to correct it\nAnd I fall [Chorus: Jamie Foxx]\nI swear, I always fall for your type\nYeah, for your type\nTell me why I always fall for your type?\nFor your type\n[Post-Chorus: Drake & \nJamie Foxx\n]\nI just can't explain this shit at all\nFall for your type\nI just can't explain this shit at all\nFall for your type\nI believe in people like you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called SKRT with the following description: “SKRT” is the sound that Kodak Black’s tires make when driving away from a sticky situation.\nThe song was released in 2014, but the track only started gaining momentum in late 2015, after receiving Drake’s highly coveted cosign—on the sixth episode of OVO Sound Radio and on his Instagram account.\n\nDespite the impact Drizzy had on introducing “SKRT” to the masses, Kodak told The Fader that he’s greater than the cosign: “Drake ain’t make me.”\nThe New Yorker wrote that “SKRT” is “a primal declaration of forward momentum.”\nWith this hook, Octave joins other young rappers who have rejected an old-school emphasis on lyrical variety, individualism, and personal catharsis. (Remember how he feels about school?) These are the devices that helped turn Kanye West and Eminem into stars; Octave and peers like Silentó and Desiigner have been castigated by some Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nGirl, I'm done with you (With you)\nGirl, we done, it's through (Girl, we done)\nI hit that nigga for the work (I finessed his ass)\nStick and move and then I skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, \nskrt\n (Ooh, I'm gone)\nWhat is up with you? (What is up with you?)\nI thought I said I'm done with you (I thought I said it's over)\nFuck my school and fuck my teacher, too (I will fuck you over)\nSniper on the roof, he playin' peek-a-boo, skrt, skrt\n(He will knock you over)\n \nSkrt, skrt, skrt (Skrt, I skrt, skrt)\nJump in that jag, skrt, skrt, skrt\n(Ooh, Kodak, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)\nSkrt, skrt, skrt (Skrt) Ah, ah, skrt, skrt\n[Verse]\nWhen I say I keep the poker, I ain't talkin' 'bout no beans\nProject baby, you know I got baby bottles full of lean\nI've been through so much of shit this shit'll make a nigga sing\nI remember rockin' Bugle Boy, now rock designer jeans\nGod dang, you just like my chain, you just like to swing\nIt 1k, I got 22k and all my niggas bling\nHit the club on them jiggas, you know all my niggas geeked\nYou'd think I'm 'bout to smack yo bitch, I made her hit her knees\nMet this plug, I was talkin' 'bout he put that thing on me\nI finessed him, ain't got time to let you run no game on me\nLike I'm workin' out, life done dropped a lot of weight on me\nI've been busy, I've been workin' hard so don't you hate on me\nYou my dawg then just be my dawg and don't you change on me\nDon't you switch, don't you change on me, switch lanes on me\nI was in that jag, now I'm pullin' up in that Range on me\nI ain't in no gang, but if you run up, I'm gon' bang homie\n(Kodak let it spray) [Chorus]\nGirl, I'm done with you (With you)\nGirl, we done, it's through (Girl, we done)\nI hit that nigga for the work (I finessed his ass)\nStick and move and then I skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt (Ooh, I'm gone)\nWhat is up with you? (What is up with you?)\nI thought I said I'm done with you (I thought I said it's over)\nFuck my school and fuck my teacher, too (I will fuck you over)\nSniper on the roof, he playin' peek-a-boo, skrt, skrt\n(He will knock you over)\n \nSkrt, skrt, skrt (Skrt, I skrt, skrt)\nJump in that jag, skrt, skrt, skrt\n(Ooh, Kodak, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)\nSkrt, skrt, skrt (Skrt) Ah, ah, skrt, skrt" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Pts.Of.Athrty with the following description: \n“Pts.OF.Athrty” (pronounced “Points of Authority”) is a remix of “Points of Authority” by Linkin Park. It is a single from their remix album, Reanimation. The single features remixes of the Hybrid Theory tracks “Points of Authority,” “High Voltage” and “By Myself”. “Points of Authority” was remixed by Jay Gordon from Orgy, “High Voltage” was remixed by Evidence featuring Pharoahe Monch, while “By Myself” was remixed by Marilyn Manson. The remixes of “Points of Authority” and “High Voltage” are the same as those found on the standard release of Reanimation, while the remix of “By Myself” is a different version found only on the physical single, the Japanese version and on iTunes as a bonus track.\nThere is also an alternate version of Jay Gordon’s remix, which surfaced on a Jay Gordon remix page in 2008. It is now known that this version is a demo of the song.\nThere are two different endings to the song: on the album, the song holds out the long note and plays a reversed sample of “In the End”, which leads up to “Enth E Nd”. On the music video, the long note cuts off. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Mike Shinoda]\nYo, yo, forfeit the game before somebody else\nTakes you out of the frame, puts your name to shame\nCover up your face, you can't run the race\nThe pace is too fast, you just won't last\n[Verse 1: Chester Bennington]\nYou love the way I look at you\nWhile taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through\nYou take away, if I give in\nMy life, my pride is broken\n[Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nYou like to think you're never wrong\n(You like to think you're never wrong)\nYou have to act like you're someone\n(You have to act like you're someone)\nYou want someone to hurt like you\n(You want someone to hurt like you)\nYou want to share what you've been through\nYou live what you've learned\n[Verse 2: Chester Bennington]\nYou love the things I say I do\nThe way I hurt myself again, just to get back at you\nYou take away, when I give in\nMy life, my pride is broken [Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nYou like to think you're never wrong\n(You like to think you're never wrong)\nYou have to act like you're someone\n(You have to act like you're someone)\nYou want someone to hurt like you\n(You want someone to hurt like you)\nYou want to share what you've been through\nYou live what you've learned\n[Bridge: Mike Shinoda]\nYo, yo, forfeit the game before somebody else\nTakes you out of the frame, puts your name to shame\nCover up your face, you can't run the race\nThe pace is too fast, you just won't last\nForfeit the game before somebody else\nTakes you out of the frame, puts your name to shame\nCover up your face, you can't run the race\nThe pace is too fast, you just won't last\n[Interlude: Chester Bennington]\nYou like to think you're never wrong\n(You like to think you're never wrong)\nYou have to act like you're someone\n(You have to act like you're someone) You want someone to hurt like you\n(You want someone to hurt like you)\nYou want to share what you've been through\n[Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nYou like to think you're never wrong\n(You like to think you're never wrong)\nYou have to act like you're someone\n(You have to act like you're someone)\nYou want someone to hurt like you\n(You want someone to hurt like you)\nYou want to share what you've been through\nYou live what you've learned" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Flamethrower with the following description: “Flamethrower” is a demo song by Chris Brown. It was written with his songwriting team The Graffiti Artists [Rob Allen and Andre Merritt] and James Fauntleroy and produced by Danja for placement submission on Britney Spears‘ album Circus.\nThe song was registered on ASCAP in 2008 but never made the album tracklist. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Chris Brown]\nI'm sweatin' gasoline\nWill somebody just come and wipe me down?\nIf you struck a match on me\nI'd probably burn this motherfucker down\n[Refrain: Chris Brown]\nFrom the ceilin' to the ground\nWhat's that beat? No, what's that sound?\nGot me blazin' all around, all around\nLike-Like-Like-Like\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nDanja, gimme somethin' on the rocks\nAnd I'ma take it straight up\nGot me poppin' like a Mighty Morphin Power Ranger\nHeat it up until the fire marshall come complainin'\nDon't come, come complainin', it's hot\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nIt's hot in here, but I don't wanna cool off (Hey, fire)\nYou keep this up, watch all my clothes come off (Hey, fire)\nYou burnin' things up, sexy flame thrower (Hey, fire)\nSexy flame thrower, got me burnin' up, inferno\n[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nYou can burn it up, I'm on fire\nYou can burn it up, uh-huh\nYou can burn it up, I'm on fire\nYou can burn it up, uh-huh [Verse 2: Chris Brown]\nMost of the chicks you meet\nAren't like me, they don't even count\nSo don't get me hot, sprinklers on\nWatch these bitches drown\n[Refrain: Chris Brown]\nFrom the ceilin' to the ground\nWhat's that beat? No, what's that sound?\nThis be blazin' all around, all around\nLike-Like-Like-Like\n[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nDanja, gimme somethin' on the rocks\nAnd I'ma take it straight up\nGot me poppin' like a Mighty Morphin Power Ranger\nHeat it up until the fire marshall come complainin'\nDon't come, come complainin', it's hot\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nIt's hot in here, but I don't wanna cool off (Hey, fire)\nYou keep this up, watch all my clothes come off (Hey, fire)\nYou burnin' things up, sexy flame thrower (Hey, fire)\nSexy flame thrower, got me burnin' up, inferno\n[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]\nYou can burn it up, I'm on fire\nYou can burn it up, uh-huh\nYou can burn it up, I'm on fire\nYou can burn it up, uh-huh [Bridge: Rob Allen]\nMake 'em dance, girl, oh\nMake 'em dance, oh\nMake 'em dance, girl, oh\nMake 'em dance, oh\nGon' make 'em dance, gon' make 'em dance (Ayy)\nGon' make 'em dance, gon' make 'em dance (Ayy)\nGon' make 'em dance, gon' make 'em dance (Ayy)\nGon' make 'em dance, make 'em dance, girl\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nIt's hot in here, but I don't wanna cool off (Hey, fire)\nYou keep this up, watch all my clothes come off (Hey, fire)\nYou burnin' things up, sexy flame thrower (Hey, fire)\nSexy flame thrower, got me burnin' up, inferno\n[Outro: Chris Brown]\nYou can burn it up\nYou can burn it up\nYou can burn it up" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called So Far Away with the following description: “So Far Away” is a song about a couple who love each other, but can never make their relationship work. The song is the sixth original song of 2017 by Dutch DJ Martin Garrix, and is co-produced by, and features, French DJ David Guetta. The track features vocals from English songwriter Jamie Scott, and Romy Dya, a Dutch female vocalist.\nThe original song was premiered on July 30, 2017 during Martin Garrix’s headline set at the electronic music festival, Tomorrowland. He brought out Guetta onstage and debuted the track.\nThe track originally featured English singer-songwriter Ellie Goulding, but Garrix instead replaced her role on the track with Romy Dya, citing impatience with Goulding and her pushing back the release to work on her own music, eventually leading to her vocals being replaced. Ellie later clarified that her management and label were behind the decision, and that she loves the song.\n\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Jamie Scott]\nLight 'em up, light 'em up\nTell me where you are, tell me where you are\nThe summer nights, the bright lights\nAnd the shooting stars, they break my heart\n[Pre-Chorus 1: Jamie Scott]\nI'm calling you now, but you're not picking up\nYour shadows so close if you are still in love\nThen light a match, light a match\nBaby, in the dark, show me where you are\n[Chorus: Jamie Scott]\nOh, love\nHow I miss you every single day when I see you on those streets\nOh, love\nTell me there's a river I can swim that will bring you back to me\n'Cause I don't know how to love someone else\nI don't know how to forget your face\nOh, love\nGod, I miss you every single day and now you're so far away\n[Post-Chorus: Jamie Scott]\nSo far away\n[Verse 2: Romy Dya]\nIt's breaking me, I'm losing you\nWe were far from perfect, but we were worth it\nToo many fights, and we cried, but never said we're sorry\nStop saying you love me [Pre-Chorus 2: Romy Dya]\nYou're calling me now, but I can't pick up\nYour shadow's too close, and I'm still in love\nThe summer's over now, but somehow, it still breaks my heart\nWe could have had the stars, oh\n[Chorus: Jamie Scott & Romy Dya / \nJamie Scott\n]\nOh, love\nHow I miss you every single day when I see you on those streets\nOh, love\nTell me there's a river I can swim that will bring you back to me\n'Cause I don't know how to love someone else\nI don't know how to forget your face\nOh, love\nGod, I miss you every single day and now you're \nso far away\n[Post-Chorus: Romy Dya / \n Romy Dya & Jamie Scott\n]\nSo far away\nSo far away\nOh, so far away\nSo far away\n[Outro: Romy Dya]\nOh, love\nHow I miss you every single day when I see you on those streets\nOh, love\nTell me there's a river I can swim that will bring you back to me\n'Cause I don't know how to love someone else\nI don't know how to forget your face\nOh, love\nGod, I miss you every single day when you're so far away" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Too Many with the following description: On “Too Many” Juicy J and Wiz Khalifa rap about living life lavishly and doing everything to excess. Denzel Curry, on the other hand, transitions from living large to having to deal with too many problems now that he is successful. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Baka Not Nice]\nMurda on the beat so it's not nice\n[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]\nI smoke too much dank, I smoke too much dank\nI have too much drank, I have too much drank\nI'm on too many things, on too many things (high)\nOn too many things, on too many things (you know it)\nNiggas actin' lame, looking at me strange (fuck 'em)\nI just fucked her once, I don't know her name\nI'm on too many things, on too many things\nI'm on too many things, on too many things\n[Verse 1: Juicy J]\nHey, yeah, yeah\nI'm on too many things, your bitch gon' let me bang\nThese bitches off the chain, my nuts, I let 'em hang\nI got my money on my mind, it ain't gon' never change\nNo matter how much dough you get, I know you still a lame\nYou still ain't in the gang, I'm still up in the game\nSend them my condolences, I'm 'bout to kill a game\nGot a bitch named Mary Jane and that bitch is flame\nI feel like I'm at the crib when I'm in the bank\nI'm on too many thing, she on too much 'cane\nI pull up in Mulsanne, take up too many lanes\nThey drive that bitch insane, she wanna give me brain\nAnd you know we can't smoke it if it ain't that dank [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]\nI smoke too much dank, I smoke too much dank\nI have too much drank, I have too much drank (you know it)\nI'm on too many things, on too many things\nOn too many things, on too many things\nNiggas actin' lame, looking at me strange\nI just fucked her once, I don't know her name\nI'm on too many things, on too many things\nI'm on too many things, on too many things\n[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]\nToo many people, that be too many voices\nAnd there's 300 bitches and 'bout 400 horses\nAnd 'bout 500 Porches, get 600 extorted\nNiggas actin' like hoes\nThen they ass get escorted up out the club hoe\nWith the snub nose\nWho the hell you gonna try?\nEyes low\nHanging too high to a point where it feel like I already died\nNo lie, can't reply to the textes that I get\nSmokin', sippin' liquor now, used to be on that other shit, but ayy\nToo many names, too many dames, I can't complain\nToo many ways, too many things I can't explain\nToo many people, too many photos, so when they change\nThe day I do some dumbass shit, then lead the gang [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]\nI smoke too much dank, I smoke too much dank\nI have too much drank, I have too much drank (you know it)\nI'm on too many things, on too many things\nOn too many things, on too many things\nNiggas acting lame, looking at me strange\nI just fucked her once, I don't know her name\nI'm on too many things, on too many things\nI'm on too many things, on too many things" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Breakthru with the following description: “Breakthru” was written by Freddie Mercury and Roger Taylor but credited to Queen.\nThe song is notable for its video where the group is performing the song on an open platform of a fast-moving steam train.\nThe album version of the song begins with 30 seconds of slow vocal harmony. It was apparently written by Freddie Mercury for a different song which ended up never being released, “A New Life Is Born”. It then abruptly changes to a fast-paced rocker, that was written by Roger Taylor. Other song versions were created by either extending or cutting the introduction. On the Queen for an Hour interview conducted in 1989, Mercury said that this was a great example of two separate bits coming together to make a final track. He commented on how the band had about 30 tracks to work with and only completed a handful, working on all of them at least somewhat.\nThe video of the song was filmed within two days on the preserved Nene Valley Railway, near Peterborough in Cambridgeshire, England. The group members mentioned in the interviews that despite the hot summer weather, the event brought a nice refreshment to their studio work. It also helped heighten guitarist Brian May’s spirits, as he was going through a bout of depression from the intense scrutiny surrounding his first marriage and Freddie Mercury’s health starting to falter as a result of AIDS. The steam locomotive No. 3822 and an open platform were rented by Queen from the Nene Valley Railway in Cambridgeshire and repainted for the video. In particular, the group named the train “The Miracle Express”, and this name was reflected in large red letters on the sides of the locomotive.\n\n\nThe band enjoyed making this video, Roger in particular, who was dating the masked beauty who opens the video; actress Debbie Leng later became Roger’s wife and mother of two of his children. However, it was Freddie’s idea to have her on the shoot, feeling she fitted the requirements he and the Torpedo Twins had in mind.\nThe train was reportedly going at a speed of between 30 and 60 mph (intermediate values were mentioned in interviews), and thus the group insured itself for £2 million against bodily damage. The clip cost £300,000 (£719,189.40 in today’s money) to make. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nWhen love breaks up, (Breaks up)\nWhen the dawn light wakes up\nA new life is born\nSomehow I have to make\nThis final breakthrough, now!\n[Verse 1]\nI wake up, feel just fine\nYour face fills my mind\nI get religion quick\nBecause you're looking divine\nHoney, you're touching something\nYou're touching me\nI'm under your thumb, under your spell\nCan't you see?\n[Chorus]\nIf I could only reach you\nIf I could make you smile\nIf I could only reach you\nThat would really be a breakthrough\nOh, yeah\n[Post-Chorus]\n(Break through) These barriers of pain\n(Break through) Yeah, into the sunshine, from the rain\nMake my feelings known towards you\nTurn my heart inside and out\nFor you now\nSomehow I have to make this\nFinal (break)through\n(Now!) Oh, yeah [Verse 2]\nYour smile speaks \nbooks\n to me\nI break up with each and every one of your looks at me\nHoney, you're starting something\nDeep inside of me\nHoney, you're sparking something\nThis fire in me\nI'm outta control, I want to rush\nHeadlong into this ecstasy\n[Chorus]\nIf I could only reach you\nIf I could make you smile\nIf I could only reach you\nThat would really be a breakthrough!\nIf I could only reach you\nIf I could make you smile\nIf I could only reach you\nThat would really be a breakthrough\nOh, yeah\n[Instrumental Break]\n(Breakthrough)\n(Breakthrough)\n(Break—)\nHey! [Chorus]\nIf I could only reach you\nIf I could make you smile\nIf I could only reach you\nThat would really be a breakthrough\nIf I could only reach you\nIf I could make you smile\nIf I could only reach you\nThat would really be a breakthrough\n[Outro]\nBreakthrough!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Workin’ (Remix) with the following description: “Workin” is the 8th track on Diddy’s MMM mixtape, released on November 4th, 2015. This remix features two new verses by Travis Scott and Big Sean.\nOn November 24, 2015, the official music video was released. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Puff Daddy]\nHow you going to get another chance tomorrow\nI don't hustle like that\nI hustle like there's\nThere's not a second left\nYou know there's tomorrow\nI'm hustlin' like there's only one more second left of this hustle\n[Hook]\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't, workin'\n[Verse 1: Puff Daddy]\nCan't you see I'm on the phone\nBitch go'n don't be comin' over here with shit when I'm (workin')\nCall me Mr Combs, and I'm 9 digit strong\nNiggas hating on me but it's not (workin')\nWhen I was 19, I walked in the house\nAnd I told my momma she could stop (workin')\nWhen you niggas used to beatbox on the block\nBig and D-Rock, they was gettin' that (work in)\nThen I linked up with some niggas from my hood\nWho was know for puttin' that (work in)\nAnd if your record ain't have it (take that, take that)\nNah, then your song, then your song wasn't (workin')\nRan into this young Jone, tell her come home\nShe askin' for a check I said, \"Bitch is you (workin')\nNow everytime she call I don't even pick up\nI just hit her with the text like [Hook]\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\n(Yeah put your hands together)\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\n(Yeah, I ain't finished, I ain't finished)\nDon't, workin'\n[Verse 2: Puff Daddy]\nI do this shit for B.I.G\nSo if you don't like me fuck you and the building, you (work in)\nIf you see us in the club with Cîroc by the tub\nWe ain't have fun, nigga we (workin')\nIn the DJ booth like a independent group like\n\"Look, this the record we (workin')\"\nPlay this shit 100 times\nIf you don't we gon' be in here every single night that you (workin')\nShout out to my people with a job\nI hope you don't fall asleep tomorrow when yous (workin')\nI was knocking on this chick, my partner tap me on the back\nI turnt around like \"Nigga can't you see me, (workin')\"\nShe a waitress or a stripper\nIf it's past midnight and she tell you she (workin')\nAnd we hustle before we can play\nSo even on Memorial Day, my nigga [Hook]\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't bother me, I'm workin'\nDon't, don't bother me, I'm workin' (work)\nDon't bother me, I'm workin' (work)\n[Verse 3: Travi$ Scott]\nI can't feel my face\nWill I live today?\nWay too many drugs\nFor me to feel your love\nLooking for some faith\nI can't stand this place\nI can't stay in this place\nWe can't stay in this place\nDon't bother me when I'm working\nPlease don't bother her when she jerkin'\nIt goes down behind these curtains\nGot to watch out cause these niggas lurkin'\nGot to watch the block when making these purchase\nGot to take your girl to find a new surgeon\nCause whoever designed that ass it ain't working\nOrder up a shot of vodka still going up\nNeed some blue dot in my cup\nCause this shit ain't working\nNo, this shit ain't working oh no no no... [Verse 4: Big Sean]\nYou will fuck with the Don\nI'm talking he world renowned\nEvery single thing right like I traveled through time\nI come to your city and town\nBut you could not travel through mine\nAll I care about mom and how to get it all, all the time\nAnd fuck with me when the card decline\nNot when you call to call decline\nTell that bitch don't fall in love, fall in line\nTwenty five to life ya I'm going in for real\nSee I'm in the field like center field\nEverybody want to be the realest\nBoy it ain't no nigga real as Emmett Till\nNights I would pray for real\nI said my grace before I hit a mil\nAin't nobody in my business\n'Cept the ones who do the business deals\nRunning shit even when I'm sitting still\nYeah bitch, I'm still workin'\nYou got it right I'm still (workin')\nI call up my girl baby I can't lie this shit not (workin')\nYou went to sleep and woke up\nAnd I'm still in the office a nigga been (workin')\nYou've been working forever\nYour ass still in debt, I guess your work ain't (workin')" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Always Into Something (L.A. Leakers Remix) with the following description: \nThe DPG OG Kurupt hops together with the youngster Casey Veggies on the remix.\nThis will probably appear on the #2015DRAFTPICKS mixtape, which will be released by the LA Leakers on the January 22nd.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]\n100 miles and runnin'\nAlways into something\nYelling fuck the police\nLike I’m straight up out of Compton\nReal niggas don’t die\nAppetite for destruction\nJust a nigga with an attitude\nAlways into something\n[Verse 1: Kurupt]\nStampede on stomp, mash smash out\nCashing and taking motherfucking cash out\nHit double time switches pushing glass house\nSee the bitch like the garbage, take the trash out\n[?] dear mama , here I come, Osama\n[?] Big Snoop, [?]\nCasey with the suit cases filled with llamas\nIn the car banging like a house party\nBlowing out the speakers with the L.A. Leakers\nGet fat burgers just to get a meal\nAnd if a nigga trip I'mma shoot to kill\nIce cubes in my drank, I kill at will\nWish a nigga would cause a nigga will\nJump off with the sickle cell nickels?\nSpray off always into something dumpin', looking for a nigga\nNow I got 'em [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]\n[Verse 2: Stalley]\nStill got impalas on eights, coupe riding with case\nSmoke a blunt with Kurupt, lettin' the chevy move bass\nGot the two on the waist, Jordan eights on the pedal\nRidin' down the [?], showin' love to the ghetto\nNiggas thought i was west cause I'm on the [?] with nigga\nOn the town front 'em swap meet with the Compton Crips\nI get love out there from the hills to the strip\nBut I'm a mid-west nigga, don't mistake that ish\nI'm authentic to my pearly whites, never bite and shit\nSo all that heckling and loose talk, get tightened quick\nI'm from the bloodline of hustlers, bow tie and pricks\nGentleman services, million dollar fence\nRottweilers and pits, loud bops on the corner\nEvery nigga did juvie before they get the diploma\nStay runnin' from cops cause they now they pop on us\nMost of mothers are single and most of fathers are stoners\nAnd we coming from nothing, so we\n[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]\n[Verse 3: Casey Veggies]\nRidin round, round we go , I get around\nTryna make a dollar outta a dime right now\nThe illest youngin' outta LA in a minute\nWorking down the 4, come home, I give it the business\nIf I give a fuck about a chick I be broke\nKurupt in the studio off them moon rocks we smoke\nCops pull me over, they want my license revoked\nI pull up in that Bimmer, give the young niggas hope\nCalifornia weather, I swear it's so amazing\nIn my own city it feel like a vacation\nReal west side, nigga, and I hate waiting\nAll we know is hustling, gettin to the paper\nThey show me love every time I come around\nI'm always into something, need to slow it down\nI'm gettin' older now, man, I'm really growing now\nMan in my city like the mayor how I roll around [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Whenever You Call with the following description: Japan’s national group 嵐 (ARASHI) teams up with Bruno Mars and D'Mile to produce this emotional ballad. Not only is the track their first all-English song, it also marks a huge step for J-Pop in entering the international music scene.\nThe song depicts the 5 members' feelings on suspending all activities and going on indefinite hiatus in late 2020. Information for the crossover was announced on 9 September 2020 through their official website and Twitter.\n\n日本の国民的人気グループ 嵐 (ARASHI)が、ブルーノ・マーズ、D'Mileとタッグを組んで制作したエモーショナルなバラード曲。嵐にとって初の全英語歌詞曲であると同時に、J-POPが世界の音楽シーンに進出するための大きな一歩となる楽曲でもある。\n2020年の終わりに嵐としての全ての活動を一旦辞めて、無期限の活動休止に入る5人の気持ちが描かれている。この曲への想いは、2020年9月9日に嵐公式ホームページや、嵐公式Twitterアカウントにて公表された。 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWe don't have to be together\nWe could even be a thousand miles apart, oh\nThis, I promise you forever\nI'll always be the light that gets you out the dark, oh\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNo matter the time\nNo matter the place\nThere's nothing in this world\nThat could stand in my way\n[Chorus]\nI'll come running wherever you are\nMy love for you ain't never gonna change\nI'll come running wherever you are\nWhenever you call\nGirl, whеnever you call my name\n[Verse 2]\nI nеver said it would be easy\nBut your loving is a love worth fighting for, ooh\nAnd girl, I'll fight for your heart all night and all day\nForever and more\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNo matter the time\nNo matter the place\nThere's nothing in this world\nThat could stand in my way [Chorus]\nI'll come running wherever you are\nMy love for you ain't never gonna change\nI'll come running wherever you are\nWhenever you call\nGirl, whenever you call my name\n[Bridge]\nYou don't have to worry\nNo, no, no, no, no\nI'll be there in a hurry\nGonna catch you if you fall\nPromise I'ma give my all\nLet me be, let me be\nLet me be the one that you call\n[Chorus]\nI'll come running wherever you are (Ooh)\nMy love for you ain't never gonna change\nI'll come running wherever you are\nWhenever you call\nGirl whenever you call my name\n[Outro]\nWhenever you call my name, oh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sitting Pretty with the following description: This song is another promotional single for Ty Dolla $ign’s debut Album Free TC. This song is about Ty seeing a girl’s butt. It’s beautiful and he wants it.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nThat ass she walkin' round with is sitting pretty (Yeah)\nI can't tell if it's real or not but it's sitting pretty (Oh yeah)\nForgiatos on the whip (Skrrt) that be sitting pretty (Woah, woah)\nRollie on the wrist (Yah) that be sitting pretty (Sitting pretty)\nSitting pretty (Yeah), sitting pretty (Sitting pretty)\nSitting pretty (Woah, woah), sitting pretty (Woah, woah)\nThrowing 100's (Hunnids) and 50's (And fifties) if she pretty (Pretty)\nIf she pretty (Oh yeah), sitting pretty\n[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]\nBae go shopping every weekend (Every weekend)\nBae be killin' all these hoes, they be mad (You mad)\nThey just jealous, bae gon' stunt when she pull up (Pull up, skrr, skrr)\nBae gone hop out then walk in then go up (Go up)\nDrink a little somethin' then pour up (Uh)\nFrom the city everybody know us (Mh)\nAnd me and Young Khalifa, nigga, hold up (Mh)\nLittle momma said \"How you stay so high but be so focused?\", shit (Ooh yeah)\nI guess I'm the man (Man), I feel like the man (The man)\nI came with my dogs (Dogs), we takin' no losses (No losses)\nWe stuck to the band, I can't be your man (Oh)\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & \nWiz Khalifa\n]\nAll that ass you walkin' round with is sitting pretty (Yeah)\nI can't tell if it's real or not but it's sitting pretty (Woah)\nForgiatos on the whip (Yeah) that be sitting pretty (Yeah)\nRollie on the wrist (Yah) that be sitting pretty (Sitting pretty)\nSitting pretty (Yeah), sitting pretty (Sitting pretty)\nSitting pretty (Woah, woah), sitting pretty (Woah, woah)\nThrowing 100's (Hunnids) and 50's (\nYeah\n; And fifties) if she pretty (Pretty)\nIf she pretty (\nUh\n; Oh yeah), sitting pretty [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]\nHoes in my section I gotta go old school collection (Old school collection)\nRollin' up dope, wrappin' smoke my profession\nMy Rollie just won the election (Won the election)\nPull up, drop the top, hit the swish\nLet it drop, stop and smoke out the whole intersection (Whole intersection)\nI roll with protection\nPull up to the club late as fuck just to sow my investments (Sow my investments)\nSend emojis, y'all hoes get the message\nRandy Moss is for sure a reception\nTalk to God so I know it's a blessin'\nRollin' up on the phone, playin' Tekken\nAnd the front got the batteries chargin'\nAnd the kitchen got two bitches chefin'\nOne stuffin' clothes, one undressin'\nI'm gettin' this money, finessin'\nKnow what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?)\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nAll that ass you walkin' round with is sitting pretty (Sitting pretty)\nI can't tell if it's real or not but it's sitting (Woah)\nForgiatos on the whip (Yeah) that be sitting pretty (Yeah)\nRollie on the wrist (Yah) that be sitting pretty (Sitting pretty)\nSitting pretty (Yeah), sitting pretty (Sitting pretty)\nSitting pretty (Woah, woah), sitting pretty (Woah, woah)\nThrowing 100's (Hunnids) and 50's (And fifties) if she pretty (Pretty)\nIf she pretty (Oh yeah), sitting pretty [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]\nNaaaa, naaa, naaa, naaa, naaa\nNaaaa, naaa, naaa, naaa, naaa\nNaaaa, naaa, naaa, naaa, naaa\nNaaaa, naaa, naaa, naaa, naaa\nNaaaa, naaa, naaa, naaa, naaa" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Vacation with the following description: The 6th track off Bas' “Last Winter” assisted with vocals from Irving Washington. The track samples “Flashback” by Calvin Harris. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Bas]\nShe fuck 'wit the team cause she love her some ballers\nOpportunity rings and I'm finna call her\nGot a backpack cause I don't know where I'll be tomorrow\nI'm blowin' up spots bitch I got heat, I used to have quaps\nThat's a quarter on the block, fuck the cops\nThat's the order from a boss, march on the court\nHouse donors on the lawn, tell 'em that we miss Trayvon\nMean it sincerely, vision not 20/20 but I see through ya shit clearly\nTV couldn't really impair me, fear tactics don't scare me\nDon't need no designer clothes but I'll take them designer drugs\nNeed a different kind of love, Aladdin love Jasmine\nMe I'd rather fly the rug\n[Hook]\nI just wanna smoke in peace, ride through the open streets\nI love my city and will do court but beefs claim lives like the open sea, I still love my city, if I die, I couldn't find a better location\nI don't go on vacation, I don't go on vacation\n[Verse 2: Bas]\nUnofficial, off the record, it's impressive, what you done to me\nMr. Hilton, Mr. Westend, but I fuck her like the DoubleTree\nLord, I am just a 2 legged dog\n, everything I do for my dawgs\nTake another step and we will teach a lesson\nParamedics do get involved\nEverybody in ya crew is a fraud, everybody in my crew is a boss\nCause everyone agree you ain't gettin' shit for free\nBoy you gotta pay ya dues to the cause\nAll them hoes choosin' and hawkin'\nIt's my house take ya shoes when you walk in\nAnd these hoes make appointments now\nMe and my city like Christopher Walken [Hook]\n[Irvin Washington]\nVacation, my vision is so clear, my vision is so clear\n[Verse 3: Bas]\nNigga so off couldn't hit a tee-ball\nAnd you a grown nigga like 6 feet tall\nWalked the line and he got chalked, ball so hard that he got lost\nLook at that lead on the wall, all of my team gonna ball\nWe gon' leave 3hun of y'all, lookin' Neanderthals\nThat look like y'all 'fore a nigga evolved\nHope not, hit her with the dope dick and my crib's the dope spot\nI ain't got time for appointments that don't flock\nAnd bitches that come back to my crib and don't pop\nAnd niggas that smoke all my shit and don't cop\nI see you muthafuckas\n[Irvin Washington]\nMy vision is so clear, I see you motherfuckers\nMy vision is so clear\nMy vision is so clear\nMy vision is so clear\nMy vision is so clear" } ]