Prompt: A song that talks about the challenges of making it in a cutthroat world, overcoming obstacles and the importance of self-expression.

Response:
Yeah, it's compensation over conversation (no more conversation)
Lord, I must got blurry vision, a nigga's got two faces (amen)
Lord, this game is a vampire (woo!)
Blood, you gotta protect your neck
It'll suck you dry like raisins, Lord
But fuck that, nigga, got it drawn out
Fuck that nigga, I'ma ball out
The day you met me is the day Hell froze
On the day I left is when it thawed out (ayy!)
I'm still in the buildin'
I just had to knock a couple walls down, had to kick y'all out (ayy)
Life is a movie, but sometimes a nigga get too tired of watchin'
And walk out
Takin' over, Lord I'm takin' over
Dropped the Sorry 4 The Wait until the wait is over
Sippin' lean out a flask, nigga
And all I do is smoke, fuck, and thrash, nigga, ayy!


Prompt: Write a song about overcoming haters and the challenges faced when rising to fame, emphasizing the importance of remaining true to oneself and graduating from negativity.

Response:
And this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2 (sorry for the wait)
Fuck these haters, throw your board up if you skate too
I send my goons to kill somebody, I need head proof
Then they come through and sit it on my coffee table
Tunechi – niggas don't appreciate you (don't appreciate you)
You've been down since day one
It meant nothin' on day two (damn)
Sometimes the truth is hard to swallow, and to say, too
But I graduated from that bullshit, now I hate school


Prompt: In this song, the artist is expressing their determination to change and take control of their life, possibly referring to overcoming personal struggles or obstacles. They mention letting go of the old version of themselves and possibly resorting to their past methods to support themselves until they can overcome their challenges. They emphasize their willingness to adapt and find a way to succeed.

Response:
And now I'm takin' over, now I'm takin' over (takin' over)
The old me dead and gone, that's who I'm prayin' over
Might have to go back to slangin' yola 'til the wait is over
If so, then I got bakin' soda, I got bakin' soda...


Prompt: Rap battle featuring a metaphorical comparison of one's tongue and weaponry

Response:
My tongue is a uzi, my dick is a AK
My tongue is a uzi, my dick is a AK
My tongue go brrrr, my dick go bahh
My tongue go brrrr, my dick go bahh, bitch!


Prompt: A confident, assertive woman is expressing her desires and warning others not to underestimate her or take advantage of her generosity.

Response:
Lay on that bed, open your mouth
This pussy so clean like soap in your mouth
I do my lil' dance, he scoping me out
If that dick like a tree watch me build a treehouse
Ok, the baddest bitch in this bitch, got the fattest clique in this bitch
You might drown, you better start doggy paddling in this bitch
I'm Trin, B nigga? Queen nigga, sleep in this pussy, dream nigga
I stay on that dick like a fucking balance beam nigga
Hair pull, neck grab, don't fuck with hoes that backstab
Don't fuck with niggas that ain't got shit, if I fucked a nigga then that's my dick
My mouth a jacuzzi, my pussy a safe place
Fuck me 'til daybreak, then you can go skate, Trina


Prompt: Write a song about the feelings and experiences surrounding drug use, focusing on the momentary high and the eventual desire to feel that way again.

Response:
Only once the drugs are done (Hahaha)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Heheh, C3, hello)
Only once the drugs are done (Yeah, hello)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Hehehe, get lifted)
Only once the drugs are done (Yeah, I get lifted)
Yeah, yeah, so get lifted, yeah
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Yeah, haha)


Prompt: Imagine a world where you are on a cloud and can play basketball with the moon, have the whole world at your feet, and play touch football on Marijuana Street. In this world, being beneath someone's cleats is a bad thing, and getting high is a common occurrence. This world also involves cigars, rolling up, and smoking yourself.

Response:
I am sittin' on the clouds
I got smoke coming from my seat
I can play basketball with the moon
I got the whole world at my feet
Playin' touch football on Marijuana Street
Or, in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my cleats
Get high, so high
That I feel like lying
Down in a cigar, roll me up and smoke me
'Cause (I feel like dying) hahaha


Prompt: The lyrics could have been inspired by a song that talks about the emotional and physical effects of drug use on a person, as well as the desire for escape and transcendence through different means such as flying or turning the ground into wine. The lyrics also mention the feeling of climbing to the top and the fear of falling, emphasizing the ups and downs of drug use.

Response:
Only once the drugs are done (Yeah, yeah)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Only once the drugs are done (Haha, yeah)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Hahahaha)
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Swimmin' laps around a bottle of Louis the XIII
Jumping off of a mountain into a sea of codeine
I'm at the top of the top, but, still I climb
And if I should ever fall, the ground will then turn to wine
Pop, pop
I feel like flying
Then I feel like frying
Then (I feel like dying)


Prompt: Lyrics about the relief of no longer being under the influence of drugs and feeling like life is worth living again.

Response:
Only once the drugs are done (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Only once the drugs are done (Hahaha)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Psst!)


Prompt: A person is feeling disconnected from reality and is experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions, including feeling both powerful and trapped, while dealing with drug addiction and the loss of a loved one.

Response:
I can mingle with the stars, and throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner locked up behind Xanax bars
I have just boarded a plane without a pilot
And violets are blue, roses are red
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead
Wish I could give you this feeling
I feel like buying
And if my dealer don't have no more
Then (I feel like dying) yeah
Only once the drugs are done (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Only once the drugs are done (Hahaha)
Do I feel like dying, I feel like dying


Prompt: Create a song that describes an individual's confidence and willingness to take risks, while emphasizing their loyalty to their friends and unique personal style.

Response:
Yo, I been smokin' gas, killin' bitches
Man, I feel just like a gang-star (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Cover up my face like a ninja
In this Alexander Wang scarf (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'ma drop a bag, they gon' pull up
And then they gon' let them things off (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I ain't switchin' up my hairstyle
But my niggas let it bang off


Prompt: Write a song about a man who has a luxurious lifestyle, has numerous sexual encounters with women, and treats them with respect while still maintaining control.

Response:
I just fucked like five hoes in my mansion
Got 'em feelin' like they five star, yeah
Your hoes throwin' fits, my bitches patient
Man, I feel just like a doctor, yeah
Pop some X with my exotic dancer
She start cryin' and said her job hard, yeah
Switch her whip out, put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest In Peace to Honda


Prompt: A song about a girl who becomes more and more successful, and the escalation in her lifestyle as she goes from owning a cheap car to a luxurious Mercedes, while mocking and dismissing her previous belongings and experiences.

Response:
Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Mazda
Put her ass up in a dumb Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Smart Car
Switch her, put her in Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Kia
Switch her whip out put her in a Mercedes
Now she screamin' Rest in Peace to Uber
That's some sick shit


Prompt: Imagine if you could communicate with a loved one on the dark side of the moon, where no one else could hear your message. What would you say to them?

Response:
Intergalactic love
The sky is falling, falling down
I'll be waiting for you, for you, for you
On the dark side of the moon
I'll be waiting, I’ll be waiting for you
On the dark side of the moon
And if you happen to get there before me
Leave a message in the dust just for me
If I don't see it, I'll be waiting for you
On the dark side of the moon (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


Prompt: Imagine a song in which the singer expresses their undying love for someone, so much so that they would wait for them on the dark side of the moon. They vow to leave a message for the person to find, and the song plays on this intergalactic theme, emphasizing the connection between the two lovers.

Response:
Said I'll be waiting, I'll be waiting for you
On the dark side of the moon
And if you happen to get there before me
Leave a message in the dust just for me
If I don't see it, I'll be waiting for you
On the dark side of the moon (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Intergalactical love
The sky is falling, intergalactic, intergalactical love
And I'll be waiting for you (for you, for you)
On the dark side of the moon
Said I'll be waiting, I'll be waiting for you
On the dark side of the moon (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


Prompt: A fun, catchy, and energetic song about a night out with friends, enjoying the company and making unforgettable memories together.

Response:
Ayy
Ayy (yeah)
Hey (yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Valentino) Woo woo woo! (yeah, yeah) yeah yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah) Woo woo woo! (yeah) yeah yeah yeah
(Yeah) Woo woo woo! Yeah yeah yeah
(Yeah, yeah) Woo woo woo! (Bobby Valentino)


Prompt: When I get close to you, we can feel a supernatural connection and witness a breathtaking sunrise. When I'm with my partner, I make them feel alive and have a strong, passionate connection.

Response:
When I get up all in ya (yeah)
We can hear the angels calling us (chyeah)
We can see the sunrise before us (yeah)
And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
(Deezle on the beat) I make it say
Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee (ay) wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee (ay)
Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee (like a cop car)
Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee, wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee (ay)
Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee (haha)
I make ya say


Prompt: A rapper named Kidd Kidd finds himself in a situation with a police officer, where he tries to use his charm to get out of the situation.

Response:
Mrs. Officer, Mrs. Officer
Tell your lieutenant get them cuffs off of ya
I'm Kidd Kidd, my face on every wanted poster
I'm wanted by every lady cop all over
That ass so big, I catch a battery to hold ya
Hands so big, you thought I told, "Pull it over"
She pulled me over, pulled me out the Rover
Then she pulled me closer, do me in back of the car
Put me in handcuffs, start ripping my pants off
All you heard over the dispatcher is...
(Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee, wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee)
(Wee-ooh-wee-ooh wee)


Prompt: Imagine a scenario where a seductive character is attempting to convince a police officer to break their duties for a night of passion, resulting in a catchy and provocative song.

Response:
When I get up all in ya
We can hear the angels calling us
We can see the sunrise before us
And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
I make it say
Maybe you can lock me up and throw away the key
Call your sergeant and tell him you can't finish your shift
Cause it's on tonight
Breakfast in bed turns to breakfast and head
And I can't wait to get it on
I wanna do it all night long, Mrs. Officer


Prompt: In a passionate and playful song, a person describes the experience of making their partner feel a certain way when they're together, with the help of the angels and the sunrise, resulting in an exciting and unforgettable moment.

Response:
When I get up all in ya
We can hear the angels calling us
We can see the sunrise before us
And when I'm in that thang, I'll make that body sang
I make it say: wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee, wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee
Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee
Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee, wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee
Wee-ooh-wee-ooh-wee, I'll make ya say


Prompt: Create a song that discusses a powerful and influential sound, contrasting the sorrowful experiences of life with the determination and confidence of pursuing greatness.

Response:
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
Ooh, God bless, no man cyahn curse
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
So on to soundboydem
It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Pussy'ole gyaldem
A tink seh dem a-come for the crown
Believe, believe
Nah
Kyuh!


Prompt: Imagine a powerful and emotional song about someone's unique and triumphant sound, incorporating themes of struggle, tears, and perseverance, as well as their determination to make their voice be heard in the world.

Response:
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (Swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve)
It is a—when it comes to my sound (Swerve)
Which is the champion sound (Swerve)
Believe, believe (Swerve)
Believe, believe (Swerve)


Prompt: A young man describes his luxurious lifestyle with a Lamborghini and the attention he gets from a thirsty woman.

Response:
Lamborghini Murci' (Syrup), your chick she so thirsty (Syrup)
I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Syrup) girl, she tryna jerk me (Haha, yeah)
Okay, Lamborghini Murci' (Tunechi, bitch), your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl (Dedication 4), she tryna jerk me (Ho)


Prompt: A song that describes the intense emotions and experiences of an individual who represents their unique sound and style, as they face challenges and express their power through their music.

Response:
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (Syrup)
And a gnashin' of teeth (Syrup)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Fuck them hoes, nigga)
And a gnashin' of teeth (Pause)
It is a—when it comes to my sound (Syrup)
Which is the champion sound (Yeah, syrup)
Believe, believe (Lean, we the shit)
Believe, believe (Lean, syrup)
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin'
And a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Millzy, baby)
And a gnashin' of teeth
It is a—when it comes to my sound
Which is the champion sound (Shout-out my niggas on the island)
Believe, believe
Believe, believe (One)


Prompt: Imagine a conversation between a group of friends, boasting about their accomplishments, playful rivalry, and their reputation in their community.

Response:
My niggas been stuntin' since way back when
CNN, I got news for you haters
I'm a nasty ass nigga, ask your bitch, I ain't lying
69, that's a favor for a favor


Prompt: A song describing a confident, charismatic person who has many sexual partners, navigates life's challenges, and is often the subject of legal issues. They have a luxurious lifestyle, but also face their own personal demons.

Response:
Them hoes bitin' they lip, cause when I say shit like that she feel some type of way
I hit it from the front, from the side, from the back, I hit it all type of ways
She throw it at me like I'm just one strike away
Sometimes life is hard to swallow, but she like to taste
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding my lawyer fight the case
I got them flowers in me, I feel like a vase
Monsters in my closet no more closet space
Niggas want to be this fly, too many flights to take


Prompt: Write a song about a carefree individual who engages in casual relationships, always seeking pleasure and enjoys a unique connection with their partners, making them feel special and valued.

Response:
Remix
We fall asleep naked, we wake up naked
You know what that means, pussy for breakfast
And I know how she likes it, I'm a psychic
I eat it then I go back to sleep, that's that "itis"
And she be by herself she a loner
Trukfit, I'm the owner
I make her moan, call her Mona
I'd have a threesome if they cloned her
And me I'm purple kush forever
I'm purple drank forever
That dick make her feel retarded
She say I make her feel special
When I ain't thinking 'bout them other hoes
Ever since you put that pussy on me
I told her put that pussy on me right
And I'mma change your life
And don't sit on top of this dick if you're scared of heights


Prompt: She just be like

Response:
She just be like
This pussy for you
I say come and eat this bone and stop eating dog food
And she got that nigga name covered that's a war wound
And she lay me on my back and then she blow me like boom
Then I turn on the lights, yeah
Then look in her eyes
Girl that pussy too tight, you need a pussy massage
She got a body like a mermaid, she a plus, first aid
I put her in her place and that's first place
Tunechi
Tell her I skate
I ain't got no worries, no Frank Ocean I'm straight
Tunechi, tell 'em I'm straight
Tunechi
Haaa


Prompt: Write a song about a person questioning if their feelings for someone are being acknowledged, using a playful back-and-forth with the other person.

Response:
I mean how many times
How many times I gotta
How many times I gotta say it for it to count?
Are you counting?
I loved the pictures
I needed that, I swear I did
I was just thinking about you when you sent them too
You don't believe me? I know
D5, what up 5?
I-I love you too...I do


Prompt: Write lyrics expressing dominance in the game and being 'fresh to death', with references to death, the struggle to imitate this freshness, and coming out of a coffin.

Response:
Rest in peace to the game 'cause I'm fresh to death
Rest in peace to the game, tell them kill they self
Make your death wish, 'cause I'm too fresh
'Cause I'm fresh to death, 'cause I'm fresh to death
You go broke tryna get fresh like this
Rest in peace to the game 'cause I killed it
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
What you talkin', I came out a coffin
Yeah


Prompt: Write a song about overcoming obstacles, personal growth, and the struggles of dealing with people who don't understand your success and your new lifestyle. Mention the transformation from rags to riches and how people around you react and judge you. Use the lyrics to express your confidence and your ability to handle any problems that come your way.

Response:
I just can't see myself
Living in a house of mirrors
I bought me a double-R
'Cause I went from rags to riches
And these niggas nag like bitches
Actin' like little fags like Richard
And all of my bitches be bad as vision
You got a problem
I can fix it like a mathematician
I am-munition
Call me ammo for short
Trukfit shirt, camo the shorts
Your girl is a freak, your man is a narc
With your son in your arms
I'll put —
One in your dome
Tunechi


Prompt: The struggle of living life in the spotlight, the desire to be successful, and the challenges of staying true to oneself while navigating through the world.

Response:
Sleeping at the top, nightmares of the bottom
Everybody wanna be fly until you swat ‘em
But who am I to talk? I ain’t shittin' roses
We in the same picture but we all got different poses
Now I’m looking in my rear view, I see the world in it
I try to slow down, and I get rear-ended
Pause, like a red light, I’m dead right
Highway to Heaven, God, do you see my headlights?
They say you don’t know what you’re doing 'til you stop doing it
Well, call me clueless 'cause I do this
Attention all shooters: I’m a shooting star
Life is a course, and I'ma shoot for par
Searching for today, instead I found tomorrow
And I put that shit right back, man, I’ll see what I find tomorrow
Young Money, CMR, Blood like a scar
Weezy F. Baby and the "F" ain't for "Flaw"


Prompt: Write a song about a confident and successful person who is metaphorically known as "Killer" due to their ability to dominate various aspects of life and who is not afraid to use their influence to maintain control over others.

Response:
Uh, call me "Killer" 'cause I make a killin'
I got this shit wrapped up, bow and a ribbon
That's them twin Glocks, you can call them siblings
And them bullets travel, better hope I keep dribblin'
I touch the sky, get the clouds out my fingernails
These bitches think they fly like Tinkerbell
But they all on my wire like Stringer Bell
I let them be, 'cause you know how the sting’ll feel
Know how to whip that white girl, I can spank her tail
And I fuck up any track: train derail
Know how to roll, never need training wheels
And when the truth hurts, I pop pain pills
Uh, all or nothing or nothing else
I bleed reality, I should cut myself
Just had a bowl of riches, and a cup of wealth
And the "F" is for "Fuck yourself"


Prompt: I was told to always stay true to myself and not let fear control me, as my friends and family support me in all that I do.

Response:
Uhh, yeah
And I ain’t doing nothing but getting my share, breathin' this air
And Mack moms told me she gon' keep me in her prayers
So I’m feeling alright, I’m tryna stay aware
And if you wanna trip, then I'ma meet you there
To my niggas in the game, keep the game fair
Players play, coaches coach, and cheerleaders cheer
I’m trying to keep spirit when the ghost disappear
Weezy F. Baby and the "F" ain’t for "Fear," uh


Prompt: A hip-hop artist wants to create a song that represents the unity and determination of his group members, celebrating their successes and encouraging them to keep pushing forward.

Response:
Ahem
Weezy F
Young Money, Cash Money
This is Da Drought 3, ladies and gentlemen
And you know me
Let's go


Prompt: A young man is expressing his loyalty to his friends, willing to risk his life for them, while also emphasizing his independent spirit and desire to succeed in life.

Response:
You know I ride for my motherfucking niggas
Most likely, I'ma die with my finger on the trigger
They tell me, "Don't get high" and I should try to make a living
I tell 'em I'm a hustler, and I'd rather make a killing


Prompt: A confident and self-assured person is offering their services to someone in a playful and flirtatious manner, with an emphasis on being responsive to their desires and being available for as long as needed.

Response:
I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it
I'm so on it, and however you want it
You can get it tonight ho, and all night ho
I get the beat from (Maestro), a-fuckin' right, ho!


Prompt: A friend shares the news that a young couple, Toya and her partner, are expecting a baby. The listener gives them advice and encouragement to be the best parents they can be.

Response: You know, when he told me Toya was havin' a baby, I say, "Y'all young. You know y'all young." But I said, "Be the best father you can be," you know. And truly, he is that.


Prompt: A rapper is trying to decide whether to go easy on an opponent or go all out during a rap battle, fearing that their opponent is unpredictable and potentially dangerous. They debate with themselves, ultimately deciding to push their opponent to the limit and take no chances.

Response:
"Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings"
"But I'm only going to get this one chance" (Six minutes—, six minutes—)
"Something's wrong, I can feel it" (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!)
"Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what.
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble;
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances"
"You are just what the doc ordered"


Prompt: Imagine you're given one chance to achieve your dreams, would you seize the opportunity or let it pass by?

Response:
Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
Yo


Prompt: A young rapper experiences stage fright and struggles to perform his lyrics in front of a large crowd, reflecting on his past and future ambitions.

Response:
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's chokin', how? Everybody's jokin' now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow
Snap back to reality, ope, there goes gravity
Ope, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad
But he won't give up that easy, no, he won't have it
He knows his whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter
He's dope, he knows that, but he's broke, he's so stagnant
He knows when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo, this old rhapsody
Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him


Prompt: The power of music and the importance of seizing the moment, with the belief that if you give yourself to it, you can achieve greatness.

Response:
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (Go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (Go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better
You can do anything you set your mind to, man1.5KEmbed


Prompt: A song about an artist whose fans turn against them, focusing on the strange appearance of the artist, especially their beard, and questioning why they yell so much into the mic.

Response:
You sound like a bitch, bitch
Shut the fuck up
When your fans become your haters
You done?
Fuckin' beard's weird
Alright
You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard (You want smoke)
We doin' this once
You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird
Why you yell at the mic? (Illa)


Prompt: A wild party is taking place, where the main character and their squad are attending. The main character is known for their unpredictable and eccentric behavior, which they express through their lyrics. They have a fondness for alcohol, and are compared to various famous characters. The party is chaotic, and the character is determined not to let anyone underestimate them. They are associated with a reckless, uncontrollable energy and are ready to confront any challenges that may come their way.

Response:
I can swallow a bottle of alcohol and I'll feel like Godzilla
Better hit the deck like the card dealer
My whole squad's in here, walking around the party
A cross between a zombie apocalypse and B-Bobby "The
Brain" Heenan which is probably the
Same reason I wrestle with mania
Shady's in this bitch, I'm posse'd up
Consider it to cross me a costly mistake
If they sleepin' on me, the hoes better get insomnia
ADHD, Hydroxycut
Pass the Courvoisier (Hey, hey)
In AA with an AK, melee, finna set it like a playdate
Better vacate, retreat like a vacay, mayday (Ayy)
This beat is cray-cray, Ray J, H-A-H-A-H-A
Laughing all the way to the bank, I spray flames
They cannot tame or placate the


Prompt: Write a fun and catchy lyric about two friends playing a game of tag in a trailer park.

Response:
Two trailer-park girls go round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
Two trailer-park girls go round the outside
Round the outside, round the outside
Woo! (Ooh, ooh)


Prompt: A rapper is returning to the scene after a hiatus, and they want to hype up their fans by reminding them of their presence.

Response:
Guess who's back, back again?
Shady's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back? Guess who's back?
Guess who's back? Guess who's back?
Guess who's back? Guess who's back?
Guess who's back?
(Da-da-da, da, da, da, da, da, da)
(Da-da-da, da, da, da, da)


Prompt: A rapper expresses their ambition and determination, describing their past actions, aspirations, and their refusal to follow societal norms. They also address their competition in the industry and their desire for recognition.

Response:
Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it
I don't take back what I say, if I said it, then I meant it
All my life I want a Grammy, but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules
I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food (Yeah)
Pass the plate (Yeah), where my drink (Hol' up)?
This my day (Yeah, yeah), lucky you, fuck you too, woo!


Prompt: A song about taking control, leaving negativity behind, and moving forward with energy and confidence.

Response:
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move
Give me some room (Woo!), give me some room (Hey!), give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y'all gotta move (Boom, bap), y'all gotta move (Woo!), give me the juice


Prompt: A character in a song is demanding the attention of the audience, specifically looking for someone named "Slim Shady" who they believe is not present in their current reality. This character is warning that a problem may occur if the individual does not show up.

Response:
May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here


Prompt: Slim Shady is a part of everyone's personality, so let's embrace it and celebrate together.

Response:
Ha-ha
I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up


Prompt: A song for those who struggle with adversity, feeling unappreciated or misunderstood, and facing challenges in life.

Response:
I got a song filled with shit for the strong-willed
When the world gives you a raw deal
Sets you off 'til you scream, "Piss off! Screw you!"
When it talks to you like you don't belong
Or tells you you're in the wrong field
When something's in your mitochondrial
'Cause it latched on to you, like—


Prompt: A song about a father giving advice to his child during tough times, emphasizing the importance of being strong and not giving in to tears.

Response:
Yeah
I know sometimes
Things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey
What Daddy always tell you?
Straighten up, little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you cryin' about?
You got me


Prompt: Write a song about a father's unconditional love for his child, using the metaphor of a mockingbird and a diamond ring as symbols of his commitment to do anything for his child's happiness.

Response:
And if you ask me to, Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
I'ma give you the world
I'ma buy a diamond ring for you, I'ma sing for you
I'll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine
I'ma break that birdie's neck
I'll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya
And make him eat every carat, don't fuck with Dad! (Haha)


Prompt: Write a song about a person who has a history of wrongdoing, and is now facing the consequences of their actions, while contemplating the admission of their truth to someone.

Response:
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little one, I don't want to admit to something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run


Prompt: Write a lyric that playfully represents the idea of identifying oneself through a river and inviting others to join in the experience.

Response:
My name's (Ooh), my name's (Ooh)
River (Ooh), river run
Call me (Ooh), call me (Ooh)
River (Ooh), we'll let the river run


Prompt: The untrustworthy person who's had a series of failed relationships and has made poor choices in love, especially when it comes to a complicated love triangle involving a pregnancy, is reflecting on their past mistakes and the impact they've had on the people around them.

Response:
Always the bridesmaid, never "The bride, hey!"
Fuck can I say? If life was a highway
And deceit was an enclave, I'd be swerving in five lanes
Speeds at a high rate, like I'm slidin' on ice, maybe
That's why I may have came at you sideways
I can't keep my lies straight
But I made you terminate my baby
This love triangle left us in a wreck, tangled
What else can I say? It was fun for a while
Bet I really woulda loved your smile
Didn't really wanna abort, but fuck it
What's one more lie, to tell our unborn child?
I've been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little one (I'm sorry)
I don't want to admit to something (I fucked up)
If all it's gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run


Prompt: Write a song about finding inner strength and not giving up, even when feeling tired and weak.

Response:
'Cause sometimes you just feel tired
Yo, left, yo, left
Feel weak and when you feel weak
Yo, left, right, left
You feel like you wanna just give up
Yo, left, yo, left
But you gotta search within you
Yo, left, right, left
Try to find that inner strength and just pull that shit out of you
Yo, left, yo, left
And get that motivation to not give up
Yo, left, right, left
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad
Yo, left, yo, left
You wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse
Yo, left, right, left


Prompt: Write a song about overcoming challenges and refusing to give up, despite the obstacles faced.

Response:
Until the roof, until the roof
The roof comes off, the roof comes off
Until my legs, until my legs
Give out from underneath me
I, I will not fall, I will stand tall
Feels like no one can beat me


Prompt: Describe the various items and people associated with a luxurious and extravagant lifestyle.

Response:
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops (Yup)
Daybed, iPod
"May-back," Maybach (Yup)
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Payless, high-tops (Uh)
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, icebox (Yeah)


Prompt: A hip-hop duo, expressing how despite their differences, they are a perfect match on the mic.

Response:
That's how much we have in common (Yah!)
That's how much we have in common (Woah!)
Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)
That's how much we have in common (Yeah!)
That's how much we have in common (Woo!)
That's how much we have in common
We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (Yah!)


Prompt: A frustrated MC decides to shake up a lackluster party by reclaiming the essence of hip-hop and using their lyrical prowess to turn the event around. They address the critics and skeptics, asserting their dominance in the world of rap, while paying homage to hip-hop legends like Slim and MC Ren.

Response:
Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack
Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
That's why my pen needs a pad, 'cause my rhymes on the rag
Just like I did with addiction, I'm 'bout to kick it
Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets
Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket
But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em, "Stick it!"
So sick, I'm looking pale—wait, that's my pigment
'Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick
Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch!
The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren
And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch
Been Public Enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch


Prompt: Imagine a carefree night where people are encouraged to let loose and embrace their natural state, with no inhibitions and a wild, reckless spirit.

Response:
Kick your shoes off, let your hair down
(And go berserk) All night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out
(And go berserk) All night long


Prompt: Imagine a song promoting relaxation and self-expression, encouraging people to let loose, embrace their individuality, and have a wild, unforgettable night.

Response:
Kick your shoes off, let your hair down
(And go berserk) All night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out
(And go berserk) All night long


Prompt: Inspire a fun, energetic, and rebellious song about enjoying life to the fullest, embracing the carefree spirit, and dancing to loud music.

Response:
We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud
'Cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M
So crank the bass up like crazy
And let yourself go, let yourself go
Say, "Fuck it!" before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (Go berzerk)
Get your vinyls


Prompt: Write a song that discusses the ups and downs of a relationship, using metaphors and references to popular culture, drugs, and slang terms.

Response:
And they say that love is powerful as cough syrup in styrofoam
All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo
With the ugly Kardashian, Lamar, oh
Sorry, yo—we done both set the bar low
Far as hard drugs are though, that's the past
But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow
And girl, I ain't got no money to borrow
But I am tryin' to find a way to get you alone: car note
Oh, Marshall Mathers
Shithead with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered
Kangol's and Carheartless Cargos
Girl, you're fixin' to get your heart broke
Don't be absurd, ma'am, you birdbrain, baby
I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman, unless you're a swallow (Ha-ha!)
Word, Rick? (Word, man, you heard)
But don't get discouraged, girl
This is your jam, unless you got toe jam


Prompt: Imagine a night where friends gather for a wild party, letting loose and embracing their inner rebellious side. The song's lyrics encourage listeners to live in the moment, letting their hair down and not worrying about societal norms.

Response:
Kick your shoes off, let your hair down
(And go berserk) All night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out
(And go berserk) All night long
We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud
'Cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M
So, baby, make just like K-Fed
And let yourself go, let yourself go
Say, "Fuck it!" before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (Go berserk)
Grab your vial, yeah


Prompt: A song about a night of wild partying, turning up the music, and living in the moment with friends

Response:
We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud
'Cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M
So crank the bass up like crazy
And let yourself go, let yourself go
Say, "Fuck it!" before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (Go berzerk)
Get your vials


Prompt: A song about navigating the pressures of public opinion, expressing one's thoughts, and maintaining one's sense of self.

Response:
(Photoshoot!)
You know, everybody's been tellin' me
What they think about me for the last few months
It's too loud
Maybe it's time I tell 'em what I think about them
Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot
It's too loud
Three's not a crowd all up in it
Slow fire
Don't fall on my face
Don't fall on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my–


Prompt: A conversation between two people, where one is under the influence of a substance, and the other is offering to share some information.

Response:
Mhmmm *inhales*
You high, baby?
Yeah, hahahaha
Yeah?
Talk to me
You want me to tell you something?
Uh-huh
I know what you wanna hear


Prompt: Imagine a scenario in which a seemingly superhuman individual is trying to save a vulnerable person from their chaotic and troubled life, but the other person isn't fully cooperative or is even resistant.

Response:
'Cause I know you want me, baby, I think I want you too
I think I love you, baby, I think I love you too (Oh-ooh)
I'm here to save you, girl, come be in Shady's world (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
I wanna grow together, let's let our love unfurl
You know you want me, baby, you know I want you too
They call me Superman, I'm here to rescue you
I wanna save you, girl, come be in Shady's world (Ooh-ooh)
Oh boy, you drive me crazy, bitch, you make me hurl


Prompt: A person is trying to express their inability to fulfill another's expectations or be their hero.

Response:
‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman


Prompt: A carefree individual reminisces about their recent sexual encounter with someone they don't necessarily want a relationship with, acknowledging their friend's relationships and expressing doubt about the possibility of ever truly loving each other.

Response:
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes
It's no secret, everybody knows
Yeah, we fucked—bitch, so what?
That's about as far as your buddy goes
We'll be friends, I'll call you again
I'll chase you around every bar you attend
Never know what kinda car I'll be in
We'll see how much you'll be partyin' then
You don't want that, neither do I
I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys
Too much pride, between you and I
Not a jealous man, but females lie
But I guess that's just what sluts do
How could it ever be just us two?
I'd never love you enough to trust you
We just met and I just fucked you
But I do know one thing though
Bitches, they come, they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho


Prompt: Express the feeling of being unable to live up to someone's expectations, using the iconic superhero Superman as a metaphor.

Response:
‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman
‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman


Prompt: A jaded person's thoughts on relationships and transient relationships.

Response:
But I do know one thing though
Bitches, they come, they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho


Prompt: Imagine a person trying to convince someone that they can't live up to their expectations of being a hero or superhero.

Response:
‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman
‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman


Prompt: A song about a man who believes that he and a woman both want each other, and the woman needs him to save her. They have a passionate, intense relationship and their love has the potential to grow together. The man wants to share this world with her, and is known as a superhero figure, but also has some wild and difficult emotions towards her.

Response:
I know you want me, baby, I think I want you too
I think I love you, baby, I think I love you too
I'm here to save you, girl, come be in Shady's world
I wanna grow together, let's let our love unfurl
You know you want me, baby, you know I want you too
They call me Superman, I'm here to rescue you
I wanna save you, girl, come be in Shady's world
Oh boy, you drive me crazy, bitch, you make me hurl


Prompt: I can't be the savior or hero you need right now.

Response:
‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman
‘Cause I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman
Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman


Prompt: When someone's experiencing pain or emotional turmoil, they feel that the people around them are indifferent or even enjoy their suffering, leading to feelings of loneliness and isolation.

Response:
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn?
Well, that's all right because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry?
Well, that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie


Prompt: A frustrated artist is reflecting on their past experiences, specifically a challenging year that didn't go well for them. They are trying to find the right words to express their feelings and move on from that year.

Response:
(Fack) Okay, (Fack) how do I say this? (Fack)
Last year (Fack) didn't work out so well for me (Fack)
(Fack last year!) (Fack) (Last year can eat a dick!)
2018, (Fack) well (Fack)


Prompt: Write a song lyric about a fearless, aggressive rapper who confronts a rival and challenges their artistic integrity, while also referencing embarrassing and disrespectful experiences.

Response:
Hah, yeah, I'm a fuckin' kamikaze crashin' into everything
You beat me, Islamic Nazi, that means there is no such thing
I've been goin' for your jugular since Craig G "Duck Alert"
Wedgie in my underwear, the whole bed sheet and the comforter
Stuck up in my rectal crack, kiss my disrespectful ass
I'll ride through your cul-de-sac
Window cracked, bumpin' your reference tracks
Y-You collaborative effort rap, I-I have never said his raps
O-Overstayed my welcome, stepped in crap
And ruined your welcome mat
So spit that shit from the heart, you didn't write like you wrote it (Wrote it) (Yeah)
While I teabag the microphone 'cause I go nuts on it (On it) (Yeah)
Like a fighter jet lined with explosives that'll strike any moment
Headed right at opponents and I'm the fuckin' pilot that flown it
I'm 'bout to—


Prompt: A rebellious individual wants to cause chaos and destruction, embodying the spirit of a kamikaze pilot. They want to crash into everything and everyone, leaving a trail of damage in their wake.

Response:
Smash into everyone, crash into everything
Back and I've just begun, "FACK" 2017
Fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone
I'm a Kamikaze, gonna
Smash into everyone, crash like an F-15
Damage already done, y'all should'a let me be
Fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone
Fack, fack on everyone
I'm a Kamikaze, gonna
Smash
Kamikaze, kamikaze
Kami, kami-kamikaze, kamikaze, kami-kamikaze (kamikaze)
Take a look at what I've done


Prompt: A rapper was inspired by hearing an embarrassing freestyle on Shade 45, and is now confident that such content will never be aired again. The rapper also refers to an unfortunate accident involving Tara Reid and makes a self-deprecating joke about his own appearance in therapy. He compares his sexual prowess to Cher's hair length and Acorn stairlift width, and claims to be lyrically terrible. He also introduces the infamous serial killer, Richard Ramirez, as a metaphor for his destructive approach to beats.

Response:
I heard your freestyle on Shade 45, that shit was embarrassing
There is no way we ever air that shit again, I guarantee that
Wait, that shit was so ass it's somethin' we wouldn't dare re-air it (Get it)
The shit's embarrassing as me rear-ending Tara Reid bare
In my therapy chair, my dick is the hair length of Cher
Each nut is the chair width of an Acorn stairlift, beware of me
Lyrically I'm terrible, better get your lyrics prepared
Richard Ramirez is here, serial killin' every beat there is


Prompt: A song about a person who is able to walk on water, but they don't claim to be Jesus, and they only manage to do this when the water is frozen.

Response:
I walk on water
But I ain't no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (Fuck)


Prompt: How do I cope with the constant feeling of being judged, and the pressure to meet unrealistic expectations in life?

Response:
Why are expectations so high? Is it the bar I set?
My arms, I stretch, but I can’t reach
A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp, but as
Soon as I grab, squeeze
I lose my grip like the flying trapeze
Into the dark I plummet, now the sky's blackening
I know the mark’s high, butter–
Flies rip apart my stomach
Knowin' that no matter what bars I come with
You're gonna harp, gripe, and
That's a hard Vicodin to swallow, so I scrap these
As pressure increases like khakis
I feel the ice cracking, because—


Prompt: The artist is trying to convey their imperfections and humanness while acknowledging the expectations people have of them. They want to express that they're not perfect and can't live up to those expectations, even if they attempt to "walk on water" like a symbol of their strength and resilience.

Response:
I walk on water
But I ain't no Jesus
I walk on water
(It's true, I'm a Rubik's—, it's true—)
But only when it freezes
(It's true—)
'Cause I'm only human, just like you
Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do
'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh


Prompt: A song that talks about the vulnerability of being human, making mistakes, and the fear of disappointing someone who believes in you.

Response:
'Cause I'm only human, just like you
I've been making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don't think you should believe in me the way that you do
'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh
If I walked on water, I would drown


Prompt: What if a rapper addressed their listeners and boasted about their influence and power through their lyrics, highlighting the impact they have on their fans and the difference between their perceived divinity and the average person's life?

Response:
'Cause I'm just a man
But as long as I got a mic, I'm godlike
So me and you are not alike
Bitch, I wrote "Stan"


Prompt: A musician is struggling to find the right sound for their headphones, specifically the snare drum, and they are seeking a solution from someone nearby.

Response:
Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones
There you go
Yeah
Yo, yo


Prompt: A song about overcoming personal struggles and standing up for oneself, with a message of reassurance that one is not alone and encouragement to follow their path to success.

Response:
I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid)
Yeah
To take a stand (To take a stand)
It's been a ride
Everybody (Everybody)
I guess I had to
Come take my hand (Come take my hand)
Go to that place to get to this one
We'll walk this road together, through the storm
Now some of you
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Might still be in that place
Just lettin' you know that you're not alone
If you're tryna get out
Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road
Just follow me, I'll get you there


Prompt: The protagonist feels trapped and overwhelmed by their life circumstances, struggling with their emotions and past experiences. They decide to make a change, embrace their inner strength, and face their fears head-on, with the goal of rebuilding their life.

Response:
And I just can't keep livin' this way
So startin' today
I'm breakin' out of this cage
I'm standin' up, I'ma face my demons
I'm mannin' up, I'ma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now


Prompt: A person is feeling distant and disconnected from others, leading them to feel hard to reach. They wonder if someone is trying to get in touch with them, and they express their desire to connect with that person in return.

Response:
Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you tryin' to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I'm reaching out for you


Prompt: Write a song lyrics that encourage self-confidence and tell people not to let others' opinions bring them down, using strong language.

Response:
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you, so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you, so


Prompt: A song that encourages the listener not to let others determine their self-worth and to remain true to themselves.

Response:
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you, so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you, so


Prompt: The song is about the struggle of feeling isolated and hard to reach, and the desire for connection, whether it's reaching out to someone or trying to connect with them.

Response:
Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own (Oh)
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone (So)
Are you calling me?
Are you tryin'g to get through? (Oh)
Are you reaching out for me?
I'm reaching out for you (So)


Prompt: A message to the listeners about self-confidence, personal growth, and the importance of staying true to oneself.

Response:
Yeah
To my babies:
Stay strong
Your Dad'll be home soon
And to the rest of the world:
God gave you shoes
To fit you
So put 'em on and wear 'em
Be yourself, man
Be proud of who you are
Even if it sounds corny
Don't never let no one tell you
You ain't beautiful (So-oh-oh-oh-oh)


Prompt: Express the pain of losing love, while emphasizing the desire for a better future with the help of the "Young Money" support system.

Response:
Love, love
Love, love, love
Don't hurt me
Don't hurt me no more
Young Money, yeah
No more
Uh
Love


Prompt: A young adult laments their strained relationship with their mother and questions her actions and assumptions.

Response:
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm fucked up?
And, Mom, I know he's not around
But don't you place the blame on me
As you pour yourself another drink, yeah


Prompt: A late-night drive through the darkness, considering the choices and paths taken in life, questioning if we've gone too far down a certain road.

Response:
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on
Maybe we took this too far


Prompt: Considering a life full of challenges and uncertainties, how can a person find peace and reassurance in the face of danger and adversity, and what might be the importance of leaving a legacy for their loved ones?

Response:
I want a new life (Start over)
One without a cause (Clean slate)
So I'm coming home tonight (Yeah)
Well, no matter what the cost
And if the plane goes down
Or if the crew can't wake me up
Well, just know that I'm alright
I was not afraid to die
Oh, even if there's songs to sing
Well, my children will carry me
Just know that I'm alright
I was not afraid to die
Because I put my faith in my little girls
So I'll never say goodbye cruel world
Just know that I'm alright
I am not afraid to die


Prompt: Considering a decision made in the past that has led to a long, dark drive, pondering if it was a mistake and longing for a new beginning.

Response:
I guess we are who we are
Headlights shining in the dark night, I drive on
Maybe we took this too far
I want a new life


Prompt: A fictional character named Slim Shady introduces himself multiple times to an audience, perhaps in a humorous or theatrical manner.

Response:
Hi, my name is, what? My name is, who?
My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady
Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, what?
My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady
Hi, my name is, what? (Excuse me) My name is, who?
My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady
(Can I have the attention of the class for one second?)
Hi, my name is, huh? My name is, what?
My name is, chka-chka, Slim Shady


Prompt: A rapper is responding to haters and critics who suggest he should quit rapping, while expressing his confidence and dissatisfaction with their opinions.

Response:
Motherfuckers talkin' crazy (Yeah)
Sayin’ I should quit (Ah)
I fuckin' tell 'em make me (Bitch)
Eat a fuckin’ dick (Yeah)
I'm feelin' like the greatest (Woo!)
On the beat who ever did it
Mike WiLL the one who made it
It's Shady on the lyrics


Prompt: Write a song about the experience of children playing a game of "Toy Soldiers" and the idea of perseverance even when facing defeat.

Response:
Step by step, heart to heart
Left, right, left, we all fall down
Like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart
We never win, but the battle wages on
For toy soldiers


Prompt: A jilted lover struggles to accept the end of a relationship, even as they try to forget their former partner and move on with their life. Despite the emotional turmoil, there's a lingering memory of better days when they were still together.

Response:
She doesn't love me, no, she don't love me no more
She hates my company, guess she don't love me no more
I tried to get her up out of my head, left my bags at the door
She screamed she loved me like she never did before


Prompt: A parent reassuring their child to chase their dreams and follow their passions.

Response:
And I told her, "Go where you wanna!
Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care!"
And I told her, "Go where you wanna!
Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care!"


Prompt: A man is dealing with the emotional turmoil of a broken relationship and struggling to move on. He is trying to forget his ex-lover, but keeps remembering the good times and the strong love they once shared.

Response:
She doesn't love me, no, she don't love me no more
She hates my company, guess she don't love me no more
I tried to get her up out of my head, left my bags at the door
She screamed she loved me like she never did before


Prompt: A parent encouraging their child to pursue their passions and interests without worrying about their choices.

Response:
And I told her, "Go where you wanna!
Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care!"
And I told her, "Go where you wanna!
Go do whatcha wanna do, I don't care!"


Prompt: The complexities and emotional turmoil of being in a passionate relationship.

Response:
I'll do whatever it takes
When I'm with you, I get the shakes
My body aches when I ain't with you, I have zero strength
There's no limit on how far I would go, no boundaries, no lengths
Why do we say that until we get that person that we think's gonna be that one?
And then once we get 'em, it's never the same
You want 'em when they don't want you
Soon as they do, feelings change
It's not a contest and I ain't on no conquest for no mate
I wasn't lookin' when I stumbled onto you, musta been fate
But so much is at stake, what the fuck does it take?
Let's cut to the chase 'fore the door shuts in your face
Promise me if I cave in and break and leave myself open
That I won't be makin' a mistake 'cause I'm a


Prompt: A song about the end of a relationship, where the singer promises to always be in their lover's thoughts and asks them to look up at the stars as a reminder of their love.

Response:
And I woulda done anything for you
To show you how much I adored you
But it's over now, it's too late to save our love
Just promise me you'll think of me
Every time you look up in the sky and see a star 'cause I'm a


Prompt: Describe a metaphorical journey of a rocket ship, in love with the Moon, traveling across the universe to reach its destination.

Response:
I'm a space-bound rocket ship and your heart's the Moon
And I'm aimin' right at you, right at you
Two-hundred-fifty-thousand miles on a clear night in June
And I'm so lost without you, without you
Without you


Prompt: The lyrics seem to be about a person who has become suddenly successful and famous, and how they don't understand why people are now showing interest in them, while previously they were unknown and doubted by others.

Response:
You know, I just don't get it
Last year, I was nobody
This year, I'm selling records
Now everybody wants to come around
Like I owe 'em somethin'
The fuck you want from me
Ten-million dollars?
Get the fuck outta here
You see, I'm just Marshall
Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the
Fuss about me (Fuss about me)
Nobody ever gave a fuck before, all they did
Was doubt me (Did was doubt me)
Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to
Take shots at me (Take shots at me)


Prompt: A rapper feels misunderstood and labeled as a criminal for expressing their thoughts and experiences through music, leading to conflict with others. They use nonverbal communication, such as flipping the bird, to stand up for themselves and maintain their independence.

Response:
I'm a criminal!
'Cause every time I write a rhyme these people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind, I guess I'm a criminal!
I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird
And keep goin', I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal!
'Cause every time I write a rhyme these people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind, I guess I'm a criminal!
I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird
And keep goin', I don't take shit from no one


Prompt: Thinking about the end of a relationship and feeling overwhelmed by the uncertainty of what comes next.

Response:
Feels like a close, it's coming to
Fuck am I gonna do?
It's too late to start over
This is the only thing I, thing I know


Prompt: A person overcoming their fears and insecurities, and rising above past situations where they were held back by someone else's control.

Response:
Guts over fear (The time is near)
Guts over fear (Might shed a tear)
For all the times I let you push me round
I let you keep me down (Now I got)
Guts over fear, guts over fear


Prompt: Imagine a scene where a character is at the end of a journey or a significant event in their life, reflecting on the choices they've made and pondering what they should do next.

Response:
Feels like a close, it's coming to
Fuck am I gonna do?
It's too late to start over
This is the only thing I, thing I know


Prompt: A person who has finally found the courage to stand up against their fears and overcome a situation where they were consistently pushed down and held back.

Response:
Guts over fear (The time is near)
Guts over fear (Might shed a tear)
For all the times I let you push me round
I let you keep me down (Now I got)
Guts over fear, guts over fear1KEmbed


Prompt: A song about a man's childhood where his mother tells him about the evil nature of his father, but as he grows up he discovers she's the one with the crazy behavior.

Response:
When I was just a little baby boy my momma used to
Tell me these crazy things
She used to tell me my daddy was an evil man
She used to tell me he hated me
But then I got a little bit older and I realized
She was the crazy one
But there was nothin' I could do or say to try to change it
'Cause that's just the way she was


Prompt: The song's lyrics are about a character named Shady who has a dangerous reputation and is not to be messed with, as they might cause serious harm or even death to those who defy or challenge them. The warning is repeated multiple times throughout the song to emphasize the severity of the consequences for anyone who dares to confront or provoke Shady.

Response:
You don't wanna fuck with
Shady ('Cause why?)
'Cause Shady will fuckin'
Kill you (Ah, haha)
I said you don't wanna fuck with
Shady (Why?)
'Cause Shady will fuckin'
Kill you (Bitch, I'ma kill you!)


Prompt: Imagine a character named Shady, who is known for their mischievous and dangerous nature. The lyrics describe the consequences of crossing this character, emphasizing the severity of the situation with humor.

Response:
You don't wanna fuck with
Shady ('Cause why?)
'Cause Shady will fuckin'
Kill you (Ah, haha)
I said you don't wanna fuck with
Shady (Why?)
'Cause Shady will fuckin'
Kill you (Haha)


Prompt: A song about warning someone not to mess with a dangerous or powerful person, using humor and a tough demeanor to emphasize the seriousness of the warning.

Response:
You don't wanna fuck with
Shady ('Cause why?)
'Cause Shady will fuckin'
Kill you (Haha)
I said you don't wanna fuck with
Shady (Why not?)
'Cause Shady will fuckin'
Kill you


Prompt: Write a lyric that expresses the love and appreciation for the United States, while also acknowledging the complexities and challenges faced by its people.

Response:
America! Ha ha ha! We love you
How many people are proud to be citizens
Of this beautiful country of ours, the stripes and the stars
For the rights that men have died for to protect?
The women and men who have broke their necks
For the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold… or so we're told
(Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song)


Prompt: Create a song that humorously addresses the controversies surrounding parental advisory labels and censorship in music, using exaggerated language and playful insults to make a point about free speech.

Response:
So to the parents of America, I am the Derringer
Aimed at little Erica to attack her character
The ringleader of this circus of worthless pawns
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
And piss on the lawns of the White House
To burn the *galf* and replace it with a Parental Advisory sticker
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy
Fuck you, Ms. Cheney! Fuck you, Tipper Gore!
Fuck you with the freest of speech this Divided States of Embarrassment will allow me to have! Fuck you!
Ha ha ha, I'm just playin', America
You know I love you


Prompt: Despite feeling lonely and afraid, the singer longs for companionship to face the darkness together, drawing inspiration from the famous line "Hello, darkness, my old friend" from the classic song "The Sound of Silence" by Simon & Garfunkel.

Response:
I don't wanna be alone in the darkness
I don't wanna be alone in the darkness
I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore
(Hello, darkness, my old friend)


Prompt: A person returns with a new, mysterious persona, referencing their alias "Slim Shady" and emphasizing their comeback.

Response:
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back), I'm back (Slim Shady!)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back), I'm back (Slim Shady!)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back), I'm back (Slim Shady!)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back), I'm back (Slim Shady-Shady!)


Prompt: The song is a rap track that features the recurrence of the phrases "guess who's back" and "back, back". The rapper, known as Slim Shady, is a pseudonym used by Eminem. The artist is returning after a hiatus, possibly in 2001. The rapper mentions a blunt, indicating marijuana use.

Response:
Guess who's b-back, back
Gue-gue-guess who's back (Hi, Mom!)
{*scratch*} Guess who's back
{*scratch*} Gue— {*scratch*} guess who's back
D-12 {*scratch*} guess who's back
Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who's back
Dr. Dre {*scratch*} guess who's back
Back back {*scratch*} back {*scratch*}
Slim Shady, 2001
I'm blew out from this blunt (*sighs*) fuck


Prompt: A song about a complex relationship where the singer expresses love for someone who treats them poorly, despite their constant mistreatment.

Response:
You'd take the clothes off my back and I'd let you (Yeah)
You'd steal the food right out my mouth and I'd watch you eat it
I still don't know why (Yeah)
Why I love it so much (Thanks for warning me; yeah)
Oh (Thanks for warning me; yeah)
You curse my name in spite to put me to shame (Yeah)
Hang my laundry in the streets, dirty or clean, give it up for fame (Yeah)
But I still don't know why (Don't know why)
Why I love it so much (Thanks for warning me; yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Thanks for warning me; yeah, yeah)


Prompt: A song about the unpredictable and confusing nature of a relationship with a loved one, highlighting the emotional rollercoaster and the desire to understand the other person's feelings.

Response:
And, baby, it's amazin' I'm in this maze with you
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
I just can't crack your code (Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh)
One day, you're screamin' you love me loud
The next day, you're so cold (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
One day, you're here, one day, you're there
One day, you care, you're so unfair (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Sippin' from your cup 'til it runneth over
Holy Grail (Yeah)


Prompt: The lyrics revolve around the concept of the Holy Grail and the narrator's feelings of not knowing why they are experiencing a sense of wonder or fascination with it.

Response:
Ooh-ooh-ooh
(Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy grail, yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy grail, yeah)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Holy, holy, holy)
Don't know why


Prompt: Write a rap song about a person who has successfully transitioned from the Brooklyn streets to high-profile life in Tribeca while maintaining their humble roots and appreciation for the people who helped them along the way.

Response:
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (Dímelo!)
Right there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street
Catch me in the kitchen, like a Simmons whippin' pastry
Cruisin' down 8th Street, off-white Lexus
Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas
Me? I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say "What up?" to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives
Nigga, I be spiked out (Come on), I could trip a referee (Come on)
Tell by my attitude (Come on) that I'm most definitely from


Prompt: Reflect on the city of New York, its bustling streets, and the opportunities it provides.

Response:
In New York (Uh, yeah, oh)
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (Okay)
Now you're in New York (Uh, yeah, yeah)
These streets will make you feel brand-new
Big lights will inspire you (Okay)
Let's hear it for New York (Uh)
New York (Yeah), New York (Uh)


Prompt: Discussing the idea of seeking a unique and unconventional love story instead of a traditional, perfect one.

Response:
Who wants that perfect love story anyway, anyway?
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
Who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway?
Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché
What about the bad guy goes good, yeah?
An innocent love I'm misunderstood, yeah?
Black hour glass, our glass
Toast to clichés in a dark past
Toast to clichés in a dark past


Prompt: A carefree couple engages in a thrilling adventure, with the girl unexpectedly taking the lead and making bold decisions that leave them on the edge of danger.

Response:
Boy meets girl, girl perfect woman
Girl get to bustin' before the cops come running
Chuck the deuces, chugging D'USSÉ, ugh
Fuck what you say, boys in blue say


Prompt: Imagine a couple that is always on the run, but their love is so strong that it brings out the best in each other, even if it means facing potential consequences.

Response:
I don't care if we on the run
Baby as long I'm next to you
(Uhuu)
And if loving you is a crime
Tell me why do I bring out the best in you
Why


Prompt: A couple in a dangerous love affair, hiding in a passionate embrace while sirens wail in the background, unaware of their secret tryst. The lovers are unconcerned, trusting one another completely and vowing to face any danger that may come their way. The man promises to hold his lover's heart and the weapon she carries, and together they embrace, unperturbed by the outside world.

Response:
I hear sirens while we make love
Loud as hell, but they don't know
They're nowhere near us
I will hold your heart and your gun
I don't care if they come, noooo
I know it's crazy but
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They can take me
Now that I found the places that you
Take me
Without you I got nothing to lose


Prompt: Write a song lyrics about a rebellious individual with a strong, protective female partner, who takes on the challenges and threats that come their way.

Response:
I'm an outlaw, got an outlaw chick
Bumping 2Pac, on my outlaw shit
Matching tats, this Ink don't come off
Even if rings come off, if things ring off
My nails get dirty, my past ain't pretty
My lady is, my Mercedes is
My baby momma harder than a lot of you niggas
Keep it 100, hit the lottery niggas
You ain't about that life ain't gotta lie to me, nigga
You know it's till the death, I hope it's obvi to niggas
Ugh
Cross the line, speak about mine
I'ma wave this TEC, I'm a geek about mine
Touch a nigga where his rib at, I click clack
Push your mothafuckin' wig back, I did that
I been wilding since a juvi, she was a good girl
'til she knew me, now she is in the drop bustin' Uey's, screaming


Prompt: A deeply emotional song about the power of love and the lengths one would go for the person they love, with a twist of danger and adventure.

Response:
They can take me
Now that I found the places that you
Take me
Without you I got nothing to lose
Deeper than words, beyond right
Die for your love, beyond life
Sweet as a Jesus piece, beyond ice
Blind me baby with your neon lights
Ray Bans on, police in sight
Oh, what a beautiful death, let's both wear white
If you go to heaven and they bring me to hell
Just sneak out and meet me, bring a box of L's
She fell in love with the bad guy, the bad guy
What you doing with them rap guys, them rap guys
They ain't see potential in me girl, but you see it
If it's me and you against the world, then so be it


Prompt: A person is willing to make extreme sacrifices for the love of their life, including giving up their life itself.

Response:
I don't care if they give me life
I get all of my life from you
(Uhuu)
And if loving you had a price
I would pay my life for you


Prompt: A song about passionate love in the face of danger, where the lovers are unfazed by the sirens and risks surrounding them, ultimately vowing to never give up on their love.

Response:
I hear sirens while we make love
Loud as hell, but they don't know
They're nowhere near us
I will hold your heart and your gun
I don't care if they come, noooo
I know it's crazy but
I don't care I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
No I swear I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
I don't care I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
No I swear I'll never give it up
Give it up, give it up, give it all away
(Without you I got nothing to lose)


Prompt: Describe different types of people using various labels and statuses.

Response:
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
I like that second one
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga


Prompt: Imagine a song that contrasts the struggles of people in different social strata, using the metaphor of "house niggas" and "field niggas" to describe different roles people play in society. The song also touches on the themes of ambition, wealth, and changing neighborhoods.

Response:
House nigga, don't fuck with me
I'm a field nigga, with shined cutlery
Gold-plated quarters, where the butlers be
I'ma play the corners where the hustlers be
I told him, "Please don't die over the neighborhood
That your mama rentin'
Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
That's how you rinse it"
I bought every V12 engine
Wish I could take it back to the beginnin'
I coulda bought a place in DUMBO before it was DUMBO
For like 2 million
That same building today is worth 25 million
Guess how I'm feelin'? Dumbo
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Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga


Prompt: A song that talks about financial responsibility and the importance of managing money wisely, highlighting the wisdom of Jewish people in building wealth through property investments in America.

Response:
You wanna know what's more important than throwin' away money at a strip club? Credit
You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it


Prompt: Reflecting on the challenges of facing one's own fears and shortcomings in a relationship, particularly when it comes to recognizing and acknowledging the impact of those actions on the other person.

Response:
Do I find it so hard
When I know in my heart
I'm letting you down every day
Letting you down every day
Why do I keep on running away?


Prompt: Reflecting on a past relationship and personal growth, the narrator admits to their failures in love and expresses the desire to start anew with a new partner. The lyrics explore themes of emotional vulnerability, past mistakes, and the need for a fresh beginning.

Response:
I apologize
Our love was one for the ages and I contained us
And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive
Not meant to cry and die alone in these mansions
Or sleep with our back turned
We supposed to vacay 'til our backs burn
We're supposed to laugh 'til our heart stops
And then meet in a space where the dark stop
And let love light the way
Like the men before me, I cut off my nose to spite my face
I never wanted another woman to know
Something about me that you didn't know
I promised, I cried, I couldn't hold
I suck at love, I think I need a do-over
I will be emotionally available if I invited you over
I stew over; "What if—"
"You over my shit?"


Prompt: Write a song about a father realizing the consequences of his past actions, and how he fears his children finding out about his mistakes.

Response:
I'm never gonna treat you
I'm never gonna treat you like I should
Oh
And if my children knew
I don't even know what I would do
If they ain't look at me the same
I would prob'ly die with all the shame
"You did what with who?"
What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate?
"You risked that for Blue?"
If I wasn't a superhero in your face
My heart breaks for the day I have to explain my mistakes
And the mask goes away
And Santa Claus is fake
And you go online and see
For Blue's tooth, the tooth fairy didn't pay


Prompt: In a song about celebrating the success of individuals who have found their talents in rapping and trapping, how can we emphasize the support and recognition they deserve?

Response:
Clap for a nigga with his rapping ass
Blow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass
Clap for a nigga with his rapping ass
Blow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass


Prompt: A song about a confident and fashionable woman who loves her Tom Ford and her hometown, H-town, while maintaining her authentic and unapologetic style.

Response:
Tom Ford
Tom Ford
Tom Ford
Coming up, coming down
Riding clean fix your hair in my Crown
Bad bitch, H town
Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't fuck around


Prompt: Paris, where we've been, my Parisian friend? It's Jay-Z time in no time, and it's "fuck-all-y'all" season. Parisians flaunt their Bordeaux and Burgundies, as they chase a Riesling. When Jay-Z's around, they swarm, and when they're out, they clap for his rapping abilities. They put in their weaves, celebrating the star. Spending all their euros on tuxes and eccentric clothes, they party with weirdos. Hov, Paris

Response:
Paris where we been, pard' my Parisian
It's Hov time in no time, it's fuck-all-y'all season
Piss Bordeaux and Burgundies, flush out a Riesling
When Hov's out, them hoes out, y'all put y'all weaves in, and
Clap for a nigga with his rapping ass
Blow a stack for your niggas with your trapping ass
Spent all my euros on tuxes and weird clothes
I party with weirdos, yeah Hov, yeah Hov
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I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford
International bring back the Concorde
Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard
Tom Ford
Tom Ford
Tom Ford


Prompt: You've been told that your rap skills are unmatched, and you're known for your unique "Wayne Perry" flow. You're also aware that people in the District of Columbia are impressed by your musical abilities. Despite all the attention you receive, you find it amusing how people only notice your beats and not the lyrics, which you consider to be the most important aspect of your music.

Response:
Hands down got the best flow, sound I'm so special
Sound boy burial, this my Wayne Perry flow
Y'all know nothing 'bout Wayne Perry though
District of Columbia, guns on y'all Tumblrs
Fuck hashtags and retweets, nigga
Pardon my laughing, y'all only flagging on beats, nigga
Pardon my laughing, I happen to think you sweet


Prompt: A rapper is boasting about their luxurious lifestyle and success, using high-end brands, designer clothes, and a lavish lifestyle as a symbol of their achievements. They reference a specific brand, Tom Ford, multiple times, and emphasize their confidence in their status. They also mention the importance of keeping it "trill" and not letting anyone mess with their lifestyle.

Response:
I don't pop molly, I rock Tom Ford
International bring back the Concorde
Numbers don't lie, check the scoreboard
Tom Ford
Tom Ford
Tom Ford
Oh, man, homie, so throwed
Coming up, coming down
Riding clean fix your hair in my Crown
Bad bitch, H town
Keep it trill, y'all know y'all can't fuck around


Prompt: A person is reflecting on their life's changes over the past year, having once been in a difficult situation but now enjoying the rewards of their success. They emphasize the importance of understanding their heritage, as they are descendants of African kings, and explain why they appreciate their material possessions. The speaker also advises others not to judge young people for wanting nice things, as it is part of their natural desire to acquire valuable items.

Response: "A little over a year ago I was in bondage. And now I'm back out here, reaping the blessings, and getting the benefits that go along with it. Everything that's out here for kings like us. The reason why we like this—this jewelry and this diamonds and stuff—they don't understand, it's because we really from Africa. And that's where all this stuff come from. And we originated from kings, you know what I'm saying? So don't look down on the youngsters because they wanna have shiny things. It's in our genes, know what I'm saying? We just don't all know our history, so…"


Prompt: Create a rap song lyrics about confidently attracting and impressing women while traveling and living a luxurious lifestyle.

Response:
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
I just landed in Europe, nigga
Shoppin' bags, I'm a tourist, nigga
Money talk, I speak fluent, nigga
Reeboks on, I just do it, nigga
Look at me, I'm pure, nigga
I bet the hoes on my tour, nigga
I don't bop, I do the money dance
My bitch whip cost a hundred grand


Prompt: Write a song about feeling confident and surrounded by people who appreciate and respect your hustle, while also showcasing your unique style and taste.

Response:
I'm ridin' big, comin' down that beach
Geechi niggas with satin sheets
Bad bitch, she a masterpiece
Got a bad bitch, she a master; peace


Prompt: A song about a fearless, outspoken individual who isn't afraid to share their thoughts, beliefs, or opinions on any subject at any time.

Response:
Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade
Never been afraid to talk about anything
(Anything?), anything (Anything)
Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade
Never been afraid to holler about anything
(Anything?), anything (Anything)
Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade
Never been afraid to talk about anything
(Anything?), anything (Anything)
Renegade, never been afraid to say
What's on my mind at any given time of day
'Cause I'm a renegade
Never been afraid to holler about anything
(Anything?), anything (Anything)


Prompt: Write a song about overcoming obstacles and the challenges faced by someone in the music industry.

Response:
If you're havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one
I've got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood, stupid! What type of facts are those?
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough
I'm like, "Fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole!
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward"
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits, well, I don't give a shit, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads
Fuckers, I don't know what you take me as
Or understand the intelligence that Jay Z has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas, I ain't dumb
I got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one – hit me!


Prompt: Imagine a scene where a person is attending a fancy event in a place associated with luxury, such as the Ivory Coast, surrounded by elegance and opulence. They are aware of the importance of their appearance, but also acknowledge their diverse heritage and the impact it may have on their surroundings. The person is confronted with various challenges and reminds themselves to enjoy the present moment, despite any hardships they may have faced in the past.

Response:
Elephant tusk on the bow of a sailing lady, docked on the Ivory Coast
Mercedes in a row winding down the road
I hope my black skin don't dirt this white tuxedo before the Basquiat show
And if so, well fuck it, fuck it
Because this water drown my family, this water mixed my blood
This water tells my story, this water knows it all
Go ahead and spill some champagne in the water
Go ahead and watch the sun blaze on the waves of the ocean


Prompt: A song about the excitement and adrenaline rush of being part of a thrilling, dangerous, and adventurous love affair, where the question of who will run the town tonight adds to the anticipation and mystery of the night.

Response:
Feel it comin' in the air (Yeah)
Hear the screams from everywhere (Yeah)
I'm addicted to the thrill (I'm ready)
It's a dangerous love affair (What's up? Come on)
Can't be scared when it goes down
Got a problem, tell me now (What's up?)
Only thing that's on my mind (What's up?)
Is who's gon' run this town tonight (Ah, what's up?)
Is who's gon' run this town tonight (Yeah, what's up? Yeah)
We gon' run this town


Prompt: A group of aspiring rappers, determined to showcase their talent and take control of the music scene, perform together at a local event.

Response:
C'mon
Woo
R-O-C, we runnin' this rap shit
Memphis Bleek, we runnin' this rap shit
B. Mac, we runnin' this rap shit
Freeway, we run this rap shit
O and Sparks, we runnin' this rap shit
Chris and Neef, we runnin' this rap shit


Prompt: A conversation with an old wise man, advising not to engage with foolish people, especially those who are trying to provoke or cause unnecessary conflict. The advice emphasizes the importance of focusing on one's own goals and ignoring distractions and disrespectful behavior from others.

Response:
A wise man told me don't argue with fools
‘Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who
So stop with that childish shit, nigga, I'm grown
Please leave it alone, don't throw rocks at the throne
Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you
I don't know why your advisers ain't forewarn you
Please, not Jay, he's not for play
I don't slack a minute, all that thug rappin' and gimmicks
I will end it, all that yappin' be finished
You are not deep, you made your bed, now sleep
Don't make me expose you to them folks that don't know you
Nigga, I know you well, all the stolen jewels
Twinkletoes, you're breakin' my heart
Can't fuck with me, go play somewhere, I'm busy
And all you other cats throwin' shots at Jigga
You only get half a bar, fuck y'all niggas


Prompt: Create a catchy song about the extravagant lifestyle of a successful individual who loves to flaunt their wealth and treats life as one big celebration.

Response:
Uh, uh, uh, uh
It's big pimpin', baby (That's right)
It's big pimpin', spendin' Gs
Feel me, uh-huh uh, uh-huh
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah


Prompt: A song about three famous rappers, Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B, who are known for their flashy lifestyle and living large, coming together for a collaboration while reminiscing about their past experiences and success.

Response:
Big pimpin'
Spendin' cheese, we be
Big pimpin'
On B-L-A-D’s, we be
Big pimpin' down in
P.A.T, it's just that
Jigga Man, Pimp C
And B-U-N B, 'cause we be
Big pimpin'
Spendin' cheese, and we be
Big pimpin'
On B-L-A-D’s, 'cause we be
Big pimpin'
In P.A.T, it's just that
Jigga Man, Pimp C
And B-U-N B, nigga


Prompt: A friend is showing off his flashy outfit and confident demeanor, while another friend encourages him to turn the volume up, especially on his voice and the music, highlighting the energy and excitement in the moment.

Response:
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on all white, no socks
(Ha-ya, ha-ya)
My nigga got that cocaina on today
That's how he feel, turn my vocal up (Ha-ya)
That's how you feel, Emory? (Ha-ya)
Turn my vocal up some more
Turn my vocal up, Guru! (Ha-ya)
Turn the music up too (Ha-ya-ya-ya)


Prompt: Repeatedly expressing the desire for love and affection through a catchy, repetitive melody, focusing on the word 'like' and the concept of being in love.

Response:
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
Ha-ya-ya-ya
Ha-ya, ha-ya
Love me like, love
Yeah yeah yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah


Prompt: Imagine a wealthy individual who is constantly driven by their desire for material possessions, sexual experiences, and the admiration of others.

Response:
Uh, I just want a Picasso
In my casa, no, my castle
I'm a hassa, no, I'm an asshole
I'm never satisfied, can't knock my hustle
I want a Rothko, no, I want a brothel
No, I want a wife that fuck me like a prostitute
Let's make love on a million
In a dirty hotel with the fan on the ceiling, uh
All for the love of drug dealing, uh
Marble floors, uh, gold ceilings, uh
Oh, what a feeling
Fuck it, I want a billion
Jeff Koons balloons, I just wanna blow up
Condos in my condos, I wanna row of
Christie's with my missy, live at the MoMA
Bacons and turkey bacons, smell the aroma


Prompt: Imagine a rapper expressing their love for art, luxury, and their own unique style, comparing themselves to famous artists and their experiences in the art world.

Response:
Oh, what a feeling
Picasso, baby
Picasso
Picasso, baby
Oh, what a feeling
Picasso, baby
Picasso
Picasso, baby
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It ain't hard to tell, I'm the new Jean Michel
Surrounded by Warhols, my whole team ball
Twin Bugattis outside the Art Basel
I just wanna live life colossal
Leonardo Da Vinci flows
Riccardo Tisci Givenchy clothes
See me throning at the Met
Vogueing on these niggas, champagne on my breath, yes
House like the Louvre or the Tate Modern
'Cause I be going ape at the auction
Oh, what a feeling
Aw, fuck it, I want a trillion
Sleeping every night next to Mona Lisa
The modern day version with better features
Yellow Basquiat in my kitchen corner
Go 'head, lean on that shit, Blue, you own it, uh


Prompt: A love letter to the genius of Pablo Picasso, highlighting the unique connection between two people who share a deep understanding of each other, while referencing the Golden Ratio in a flirtatious banter between the two.

Response:
Oh, what a feeling
Picasso, baby
Picasso
Picasso, baby
Oh, what a feeling
Picasso, baby
Picasso
Picasso, baby
Woman: Et là je t'ai tout donné, montré, rien à cacher, tu es là Ivy, comme le nombre d'or
Jay, comment tu dis nombre d'or?
Jay-Z: The golden number
Woman: Touché


Prompt: Imagine a song that pays tribute to the groundbreaking moments of the current generation, using its platform to highlight significant achievements and share a message of hope and unity.

Response:
This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity that I present this recording as a living testament and recollection of history in the making during our generation


Prompt: Think about all the potential meanings and interpretations a listener might have for this song, and encourage them to envision their own version of the lyrics.

Response:
Picture all the possibilities
Picture all the possibilities
Sounds like a love song
Sounds like a love song
The most incredible, baby
Uh
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Yeah, yeah
Uh
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry


Prompt: Imagine a song that speaks to the luxurious lifestyle of the rich and famous, their extravagant possessions, and the struggles they face in their personal lives. Consider themes such as fame, wealth, family, and the challenges they overcome.

Response:
Slammin' Bentley doors like we invented doors
20 years ago we drove Bentley Azures
We drinkin' Cristal then
Yeah, kept the tray on me like Chris Paul then
Drinkin' Ace of Spades like it's codeine now
Tryna put a million on the whole team now
Push through the pain so we can see new life
So all the ladies havin' babies, see ya sacrifice
Mama had four kids, but she's a lesbian
Had to pretend so long that she's a thespian
Had to hide in the closet, so she medicate
Society shame and the pain was too much to take
Cried tears of joy when you fell in love
Don't matter to me if it's a him or her
I just wanna see you smile through all the hate
Marie Antoinette, baby, let 'em eat cake


Prompt: Write a song about turning bad times into good memories, emphasizing the importance of smiling and overcoming obstacles with determination and gratitude.

Response:
Bad times turn to good memories, smile
Even when I'm gone and you remember me, smile
Good times never fade away, smile
Even if I'm not with you here today, smile
Good morn' or evening, friends
Smile
Here's your friendly announcer
Smile
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Far as draft picks, my name did not get called
Bet before I go I put a billion on the board
Hall of Fame Hov, I did it all without a pen
Y'all knew that was comin', I had to remind y'all again, huh?
Flyin' paper planes through the projects
Now the whole projects on my jet
Now you see the real in the front row
In every one of y'all televised shows
Super facts
Niggas switched sides, traded pride, we don't do all that
A loss ain't a loss, it's a lesson
Appreciate the pain, it’s a blessin'


Prompt: You know the saying, "you can't fight city hall"? It's time to change the game and rise up against the status quo, challenge authority, and stand up for what's right.

Response:
Uh, y'all must want to start a revolution
You know whenever I'm threatened, I start shooting (Bang!)
Catch a body, head to Houston
I'm in Cuba, I love Cubans
This communist talk is so confusing
When it's from China, the very mic that I'm using
Idiot wind, the Bob Dylan of rap music
You're an idiot, baby, you should become a student
Oh, you gonna learn today
Where the fuck have you been
The world's under new management
The new role model, fuck this Zoolander shit
Y'all gon' learn today


Prompt: A dynamic duo, Bonnie and Clyde, preparing to embark on a thrilling adventure together, ready to take on any challenge that comes their way.

Response:
Uhh, uhh, uhh
You ready, B?
Let's go get 'em


Prompt: Write a song about a close female friend and their bond, while also referencing famous pop culture duos and incorporating humor about dating and personal style.

Response:
Look for me!
Young, B, cruisin' down the Westside Highway
Doin' what we like to do, our way
Eyes behind shades
This necklace the reason all of my dates been blind dates
But today I got my thoroughest girl with me
I'm mashin' the gas, she's grabbin' the wheel, it's trippy
How hard she rides with me, the new Bobby and Whitney
Only time we don't speak is during Sex and the City
She gets Carrie fever, but soon as the show's over
She's right back to being my soldier
‘Cause mami's a rider and I'm a roller
Put us together, how they gon' stop both us?
Whatever she lacks I'm right over her shoulder
When I'm off track, mami is keepin' me focused
So let's lock this down like it's supposed to be
The '03 Bonnie and Clyde: Hov' and B holla


Prompt: A song that celebrates the unbreakable bond between two people, highlighting their commitment to support and trust each other no matter what. The lyrics emphasize the importance of communication, loyalty, and love in a strong relationship. The song also touches on the idea that sometimes, a person's happiness depends on their significant other and they would do anything for them.

Response:
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)
(Talk to 'em, B!) If I was your girlfriend
I'll be there for you, if somebody hurts you
Even if that somebody was me (That’s right!)
Yeah-hee (Break it down for 'em, B!)
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be
And so I put this on my life
Nobody or nothing will ever come between us
And I promise I'll give my life
My love and my trust if you was my boyfriend (One more time!)
Put this on my life
The air that I breathe in, all that I believe in
I promise I'll give my life
My love and my trust if you was my boyfriend


Prompt: A song about the importance of having a supportive partner in a world filled with challenges and temptations.

Response:
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)


Prompt: A legendary musician, known for their extraordinary talent, is performing a once-in-a-lifetime concert, and the audience is excited to witness this extraordinary event.

Response:
Ladies and gentlemen, let's put our hands together for this dynasty
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Welcome, ladies and gentlemen
To the eighth wonder of the world
The flow of the century
Always timeless
Hov
Thanks for coming out tonight
You could've been anywhere in the world
But you're here with me
I appreciate that
Uh