Prompt: A person expressing excitement about the greatness of their city and the protection they feel from their angels, using a catchy and rhythmic phrase to represent their experiences.

Response:
They was talkin', "Woo, this woo wap da bam"
City so damn great, I feel like Alexand'
Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion
I got angels all around me, they keep me surrounded
Wap da bam (Na, na, na, na)
I got (I got angels)
I got angels all around me, they keep me surrounded
Na, na, na, na
I got, I got angels


Prompt: Create a song lyric inspired by the phrase "Woo, this woo wap da bam" and the feeling of being in a bustling city, with the mention of "Alexand" and a reference to wearing a halo like a hat as the latest fashion. Additionally, include the idea of having angels surrounding the speaker.

Response:
They was talkin', "Woo, this woo wap da bam"
City so damn great, I feel like Alexand'
Wear your halo like a hat, that's like the latest fashion
I got angels all around me, they keep me surrounded


Prompt: A person is questioning the identity of someone they encounter, while also asserting their own power and protection with the help of angels.

Response:
Who is you, and who the fuck is you and who is him?
All of a sudden, woo wap da bam, you can't touch me
Na, na, na, na, I got angels
I got, I got angels


Prompt: Write a song about a time in your life where you went to the roller rink with a person you had mixed feelings with, and how growing up changed your perspective on each other.

Response:
We used to roll at the Rink, we used to roll at the Rink
I used to talk way too much, you used to know everything
You couldn't stand me, I couldn't stand you
You said I'm steady playin', but you steady playin' too
Your big brother footwork, your play sister juke
The Rink was the place, but in that space and time I was too young for you
As you were for me, too worried 'bout Frooties and Chews
'Til I found out all the shorties with cooties was cute
And realized what booties could do


Prompt: A group of friends gather for a weekend party, reminiscing about past gatherings and the fun times they shared listening to music.

Response:
We gon' get it poppin', we gon' get it jukin'
We gon' throw a party, and we ain't gotta do shit
You came with your best friend, came here for the weekend
Rollin' with your party, so tell me what you thinkin'
Said we gon' have a juke jam, we gon' have a juke jam
We can have a party, just listening to music
Like we used to do, I'll get close to you
I remember you, you used to, I remember you, 'cause


Prompt: Thinking about the past and wondering if fate brought two people together, but unsure if it's just a coincidence or if they're truly meant to be.

Response:
We've got so much history, baby (Juke), maybe (Juke)
Maybe you and I were meant to be, maybe (Juke), I'm crazy (Juke)


Prompt: Write a song about going to the roller rink with an old partner, dancing to a favorite song, and rekindling memories of their past relationship.

Response:
We never rolled at the Rink, we would just go to the Rink
You ain't buy tokens no more, you just hip roll at the Rink
You had a nigga, I couldn't stand him
But when they play "Take You Down," Chris Brown, I am his stand-in
I mean, it's just dancing, it's harmless as fuck
Then I put my waist to your hips and your legs in my arms just to harness you up
Then we hit the floor, all the kiddies stop skating
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We've got so much history, baby (That's right, that's right), maybe (That's right, that's right)
Maybe you and I were meant to be, maybe I'm crazy
Crazy 'bout you


Prompt: A group of friends at a party, enjoying a fun night and reminiscing about past gatherings.

Response:
We gon' get it poppin', we gon' get it jukin'
We gon' throw a party, and we ain't gotta do shit
You came with your best friend, came here for the weekend
Rollin' with your party, so tell me what you thinkin'
Said we gon' have a juke jam, we gon' have a juke jam
We can have a party, just listening to music
Like we used to do, I'll get close to you
I remember you, you used to, I remember you, 'cause


Prompt: Create a song with lyrics that emphasize a sense of returning or coming back to something, while also incorporating repetition and a playful, catchy rhythm.

Response:
And we back
And we back, and we back, and we back, and we back, and we, huh
And we back, and we back, nah, nah, nah


Prompt: In a world where nothing else seems to matter, a group of friends comes together to express themselves and find solace in the power of music.

Response:
Music is all we got
Music is all we got
Music is all we got
Oh, bom-bom-bom
So we might as well give it all we got
Music is all we got (Huh, huh)
Music is all we got (Huh, huh)
We know, we know we got it
We know, we know we got it
We know, we know we got it
We know, we know we got it
Music
We know, we know we got it
We know, we know we got it
We know, we know we got it
We know, we know we got it
Music
Music is all we got


Prompt: A singer discussing their lifestyle of traveling, having casual encounters, and being focused on their goals.

Response:
I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do
I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do


Prompt: Imagine a group of friends gathered at a party, trying to get one of their more introverted friends to loosen up. The night has just begun, and the friend has taken a few sips of an alcoholic beverage, showing signs of intoxication. The others try to playfully encourage them to join in the fun, while also watching out for their wellbeing.

Response:
Come on, big fella, you drunk, big fella
Two sips and now you wanna trip, big fella
You not a drinker, I can see it all in your leg, big fella
You wobbly, big fella, you finna fall
Sit down, you drunk, big fella


Prompt: Someone is having a night out at a bar, indulging in alcoholic beverages and feeling the effects of their choices.

Response:
All night, I been drinking all night
I been drinking all night, I been drinking, ayy, ayy
All night, I been drinking all night
I been drinking all night, I been drinking all night, hey
All night, I been drinking all night
I been drinking all night, I been drinking, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Tryna get in)


Prompt: A song about a wild night out, the carefree attitudes of the people involved, and a desire to enjoy life without taking anything too seriously.

Response:
You just wanna spill fries in the seat
Sprite on the seat, come ride on the seat, ayy
Last girl, she'll lie on the seat, she'll fart on the seat
Now she jog in the streets, say
I don't trust no one faking like a fan, asking for a pic
You should use your phone, call a Uber
You a goofy if you think I don't know you need a Lyft
Is you is or is you ain't got gas money?
No IOU's or debit cards, I need cash money
So back up, back up, I need space now
I need you to slow down, it's not a race now
Can't really hear what you gotta say now
Shut up, start dancing, ho


Prompt: A person who has been drinking all night, feeling the effects of alcohol, tries to get into a place or socialize.

Response:
All night, I been drinking all night
I been drinking all night, I been drinking, ayy, ayy
All night, I been drinking all night
I been drinking all night, I been drinking all night, hey
All night, I been drinking all night
I been drinking all night, I been drinking, ayy, ayy, ayy (Tryna get in)


Prompt: Reflecting on a personal improvement or growth in a relationship, with a catchy rhythm and chorus to emphasize the speaker's satisfaction and confidence in the new situation.

Response:
Even better than I was the last time, baby
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Yo, we back)
I'm good, ooh, yeah, I'm good
Even better than I was the last time, baby
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I'm good
(We back and we back and we back)
So good (And we back and we back and we back and we back)
Even better than I was the last time


Prompt: Reminiscing about a time when childhood days were filled with joy and carefree moments, but as the years passed, things have changed, and the fun seems to be fading away.

Response:
Socks on concrete, Jolly Rancher kids
I was talkin' back and now I gotta stay at grandma's crib
Bunch of tank-top, nappy headed bike-stealin' Chatham boys
None of my niggas ain't had no dad
None of my niggas ain't have no choice
JJ, Mikey, Lil Derek and them
79th Street was America then
Ice cream truck and the beauty supply
Blockbuster movies and Harold's again
We were still catchin' lightnin' bugs when the plague hit the backyard
Had to come in at dark 'cause the big shorties act hard
Okay now, day camp at Grand Crossing
First day, niggas shootin'
Summer school get to losin' students
But the CPD getting new recruitment
Our summer don't, our summer, our summer don't get no shine no more
Our summer die, our summertime don't got no time no more


Prompt: A song about the fleeting nature of friendships and the hope for a strong connection to endure through the challenges of life, inspired by a melody that repeats and loops throughout. The lyrics emphasize the significance of true friendships and the desire to be there for each other, while also referring to various locations and places.

Response:
Summer friends, summer
You're my friend
Summer friends don't stick around
Stick around, yeah
And some of us
79th, 79th, 79th, hey
79th, 79th, 79th, hey
79th, 79th, 79th, hey, hey, hey
You're my friend
79th, 79th, 79th, hey, 79th
So put your head on my shoulder
Citywide, citywide, citywide, hey
Citywide, citywide, citywide, hey
Citywide, citywide, citywide, hey
Citywide, citywide, citywide, hey
Citywide, citywide, citywide
Citywide, citywide, citywide
Citywide, citywide, citywide
Citywide, citywide, citywide
I will wait around for you
I will wait around for you
So lay your head on my table, lay your, lay your head on my table
May the Lord give your journey mercy
May you be successful, grant you favor
And bring you back safely, I love you


Prompt: The song is about the importance of loyalty and the bond of friendship. The narrator reflects on the strong connection they had with their friends from a young age, and how they always treated them like family members. Despite changes in their life, the narrator continues to cherish their friendships and uplift their friends.

Response:
When I was so young before I could remember
I would always treat my gang like family members
Even when I changed, a nigga never changed up
I always bring my friends, my friends, my friends, my friends up
When I was so young before I could remember
I would always treat my gang like family members
Even when I changed, a nigga never changed up
I always bring my friends, my friends, my friends, my friends up


Prompt: A rapper is describing how women enjoy their music and how other rappers are trying to mimic their style. They are also expressing their dedication to staying fresh and keeping their reputation strong by constantly updating their music.

Response:
Ladies loving my music is like some sex shit
Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick
(On the mic like it's a dick)
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit (The shit)
Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep
Ladies loving my music is like some sex shit
Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it's a dick
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit
Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep


Prompt: Consider the significance of interconnectedness and the idea that everyone is important to someone in the world.

Response:
Everybody's somebody's everything
I know you right
Nobody's nothing
That's right
Everybody's somebody's everything
I know you right
Nobody's nothing
That's right
Everybody's somebody's everything
That's right
Nobody's nothing, nobody's nothing (Right? Igh)
I know you're right


Prompt: A person grappling with their identity and challenging circumstances, while finding solace and strength in the love of others.

Response:
I used to tell hoes I was dark light or off-white
But I'd fight if a nigga said that I talk white
And both my parents was black
But they saw it fit that I talk right
With my drawers hid but my hard head stayed in the clouds like a lost kite
But gravity had me up in a submission hold
Like I'm dancing with the Devil with two left feet and I'm pigeon-toed
In two small point ballet shoes with a missing sole
And two missing toes
But it's love like Cupid kissing a mistletoe
Nice to see you, Father New Year
Middle finger Uncle Samuel
Shooting death with weighted dice
And hitting stains on birthday candles
I know somebody, somebody loves my ass
'Cause they help me beat my demon's ass


Prompt: A lyricist writes about overcoming obstacles, personal growth, and navigating life's challenges, incorporating references to famous figures like Cassius Clay, 2Pac, and the concept of Father Time as a metaphor for the passage of time. The lyricist also touches upon topics such as love, relationships, and the pursuit of success, creating a multifaceted, introspective piece.

Response:
Like Cassius ducking the draft and now the fight is over
The type to love from a distance, not the type that told her
Spent three days on the rap, trash it and type it over
With babies on the block underarms like fighting odors
Coppers and quotas, hold ya head like 2Pac had taught
Obviously, they are on a come up
With better chances tobogganing in the fucking summer
Concoctions for the bad days and a condom for the good ones
All odds against us, we tryna get lucky, doper than Lucky
You're ending happy, that's only a tugging
Like Satan masturbating, shit come hot, but y'all still love me
Ugh, how Father Time a deadbeat? Maybe I'm adopted
That'll explain why all of my shit been so timeless, igh


Prompt: Everyone has a purpose and is connected to someone else in this world; no one is truly insignificant.

Response:
Everybody's somebody's everything, nigga
Nobody's nothing, nigga
Everybody's somebody's everything, nigga
Nobody's nothing at all
Wu-Tang
Everybody's somebody's everything
That's right
Nobody's nothing
I know you're right


Prompt: Write a song that describes the bragging and boasting of someone who is confident in their strength, appearance, and accomplishments, using references to famous characters, planets, and slang.

Response:
I got muscles like Superman's trainer, ayy (Ooh)
Real real rare like Super Saiyan manga
I jump stomp-stomp on Lucifer, Satan (Skrrt)
Now I got a few rings on, Jupiter skating (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I meant to say Saturn, switched up the pattern (Blaow)
Smoking on some shatter (Ooh)
Got me higher than a ladder (Ooh)
Thanks, I'm flattered, my baby mama badder (Yeah)
You look like Mick Jagger, oops, the grease splattered (Ooh, ooh)
Hot, hot (Ooh)
Jumping out the grease
It's a whole lotta degrees
'Bout to come up out the fleece, fleece, fleece
Shh, I don't wanna hear a peep (Skrr)
Tryna catch some sleep (Yeah), tryna count some sheep (Yeah, yeah)


Prompt: A humorous encounter at a hot shower, the city of Atlanta, and the contrasting qualities of various substances. The singer contemplates the urgency of a legal matter, a phone call with a drug dealer, and a surprising interruption from his baby mama.

Response:
Hot damn, hot water, hot shower (Brrt)
Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower (Ooh, ooh)
Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour (Yeah)
And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour
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Dude, I just called the plug and his phone was unplugged
I was lookin' at Doug like (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Dude, that shit don't even make no fucking sense
Like having fuckin' arguments for payin' fifty extra cents for barbecue
Saucing on the workers at McDonald's
I don't wanna sit and argue, Good Burger shoulda taught you
We all dudes
And I'm all professional and proper
But my baby mama stopped me in a meeting (Skrrt, skrrt)
Just to AirDrop me some nudes


Prompt: A catchy song about the singer's love for hot showers and a secret connection to the city of Atlanta, their fondness for a particular green substance, an affectionate name for their significant other, and an urgent legal matter they need to address.

Response:
Hot damn, hot water, hot shower (Brrt)
Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour
And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour (Ooh)


Prompt: A lyricist is writing a song about their personal experiences and passions, using a variety of metaphors and wordplay. They mention taking a hot shower, a city called Hotlanta, smoking, vegetables, a woman named Tangerine, a lawyer, and urgency.

Response:
Ooh, hot damn, hot water, hot shower
Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour
And my lawyer say it's urgent, I'ma call him in a hour


Prompt: In the event of my final performance, I want it to be meaningful and resemble the timeless quality of a Prince song.

Response:
If this is my last sh- my last shit
Uh, it definitely be mad important
And it would have to sound like a Prince song


Prompt: A song about a confident and stylish individual who enjoys chain-smoking, name dropping, and listening to Frank Ocean, while also dealing with the consequences of their actions.

Response:
Still a chain-smoking, name dropping
Good looking, muhfucking, motha, shut your mouth
Still a chain-smoking, name dropping
Good looking, muhfuckin', motha, shut your mouth
Brain broken, Frank Ocean listening, stain hitting
Satin woodgrain gripping, paint dripping, motha, shut your mouth


Prompt: Write a song about a person who is struggling with personal demons and the darker side of the music industry, while also expressing the desire to create meaningful music and find a sense of purpose in life.

Response:
Somebody pray for the god, oh lord
I wonder what Michael's on
Son jammin' to his shit, rappin', trappin', trippin' 'cid
And sniffing glue and chewing Vicodin
Shoulda died, yelling YOLO was a lie
And you a liar wonder why you wanna die so young
You and I look just alike
And I'm afraid that this one right here
Might be last time that I write a song
Lot of niggas wanna go out with a bang
But I ain't tryna go out at all
So I ain't tryna go out at all
Got a lot of ideas still to throw out the door
Last Chance joint gotta be a dance joint
From an introspective drugged out standpoint
Throw bands joint, wanna hold hands joint
Old school for my own old man joint
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Still a chain-smoking, name dropping
Good looking, muhfuckin', motha, shut your mouth
Brain broken, Frank Ocean listening, stain hitting
Satin woodgrain gripping, paint dripping, motha, shut your mouth


Prompt: Rap about your favorite part of a song, the energy it brings, and your love for the lyrics.

Response:
This part right here, right now, right here, this part my shit
I play this so loud in the car, I forget to park my whip
I lean back, then spark my shit, I turn up, I talk my shit
Hope you love all of my shit, I hope you love all of my shit (Igh)


Prompt: In this song, the narrator reflects on how a certain substance saved their life and changed their perspective, making them feel more alive. They also mention their initial introduction to this substance, which they describe as a "lucy leaf," and express gratitude to the dealer. Despite the potential dangers associated with this substance, the narrator emphasizes the positive impact it has had on their life, as they experience a sense of enlightenment and elevation, especially during the night.

Response:
Why toss my filter when she saving my life?
The same shit that kills us, always feels so right
That's why I pray to the dealer, God know who he be
Truth be told, he juiced me, introduced me to the lucy leaf
Oh-oh-oh, I seen the light, I lost my lighter
Bic flick, kick the habit and the bucket, fuck your supplier
Lies, Levis on fire, flyer on the wall, I'm brighter
In the darkness of the night, in the sky I get higher, higher


Prompt: Write lyrics about a confident, trendy individual who enjoys blasting their favorite music in the car.

Response:
Still a chain-smoking, name dropping
Good looking, muhfucker, motha, shut your mouth
Brain broken, Frank Ocean listening, stain hitting
Satin woodgrain gripping, paint dripping, motha, shut your mouth
This part right here, right now, right here, this part my shit
I play this so loud in the car, I forget to park my whip
I lean back, then spark my shit, I turn up, I talk my shit
Hope you love all of my shit, I hope you love all of my shit (Igh)


Prompt: Write a song about a confident, stylish individual who enjoys various vices and has a unique taste in music.

Response:
I'm still a chain-smoking, name dropping
Good looking, muhfuckin', motha, shut your mouth
Brain broken, Frank Ocean listening, stain hitting
Satin woodgrain gripping, paint dripping, motha, shut your mouth
Igh!


Prompt: Imagine a song about dancing, repeating fun moves, and going back in time or space to revisit a beloved moment.

Response:
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (Huh)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (And we back, and we back, and we back, and we back)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (Huh)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (And we back, and we back)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do (And we back)
Do-do, do-do, do


Prompt: A song about perseverance and the feeling of accomplishment when reaching one's goals after years of hard work and dedication.

Response:
Oh, all my days
I prayed and prayed
And now I see the finish line
Oh, I'm gonna finish mine, yeah
All my days
I prayed and prayed
And now I see the finish line
Gonna finish mine, yeah (Hey)


Prompt: The song is about someone who is captivated by the sound of birds chirping, and wants to capture the essence of this natural melody in their music.

Response:
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do
Do-do, do-do, do


Prompt: Write a song about finding spirituality and comfort in the depths of water, with a focus on God's presence in our lives and the sacrifices made for the ones we love.

Response:
The water may be deeper than it's ever been
Lord rain down on me so I can move on water
Like children at the altar, like God inside my house
I love you, I love you, you looking holy like Mama
You made a church out of feathers, so when she fly to the Father
She know the choir gon' follow and all the offering paid
She gave my name away to your holy house
She like my blessings in disguise
She like her Jesus mountain high
So He can watch her lonely child, I know my God
I know my God, seen His breaks and His edges
Are jagged for giving that pain to His city in gold
Like everything is everything
Like all them days He prayed with me
Like emptiness was tamed in me
And all that was left was His love
And all that was left was His love
And all that was left was His love
And all that was left was His love


Prompt: The song is a message of hope and faith in times of despair, highlighting the struggle with the water, which symbolizes hardships and trials, and emphasizing the need for rescue by a higher power, ultimately leading to freedom and redemption.

Response:
Never, never drown
The water may be deeper than it's ever been
Never drown
The water may be deeper than it's ever been
Never drown
Never, never, never (Chance, let me in, come on)
This thirst in my soul (There's a thirst in my soul, it tell me)
Where else can I go? (Where?) but You? (Come on)
I may cry a river (I may cry a thousand tears, but)
But You take each drop and You wash (You wash me new)
Me new (People sing)
This water is deep (Yes, yes and I need You to)
Jesus, rescue me (Come on, save me, I need You to)
Take me to Your mountain (Hallelujah)
So someday Chicago will be free (Someday, we'll all be free)
Be free (Say)


Prompt: Imagining overcoming a challenging situation, despite the uncertainties and fears, through personal resilience and support.

Response:
The water may be deeper than it's ever been
Never drown
The water may be deeper than it's ever been
Never drown


Prompt: Two stoners discuss a recent purchase of a new bong and reminisce about their previous smoking experiences.

Response:
Smoking the bowl
We just been smoking, uh—
We just been smoking the bowl
We just been smoking the bowl
We just been
We just been smoking the bowl
We just been smoking the bowl
We just been smoking the, we just
The fuck is going on?
When did we buy a bowl?


Prompt: Write a song that nostalgically reminisces about the good old days of youthful days, shared experiences of watching movies, smoking, and laughing together. Describe how the characters have grown older but still hold onto the memories of their past.

Response:
Truth being told
We used to movies and bowl
We used to Netflix and roll
I used to pass her the smoke
She used to laugh at my jokes
You pat my back when I choke
Wish we were stuck in our ways
We way too young to get old
We stuck together like oowops
We smoke to Fetty, sing "ZooWap"
Traphouse 3, Guwop
I should've knew when I grew up
It would be no time at all
We went from White Owls to Raws
We went from joints to a bowl
She need a second to breathe
We need a actual smoke sesh
Let me crack your back
Slow it down for a second
Take it down, ooh
Let me run this back
Slow it down for a minute
You deserve, you deserve
We deserve, we deserve (We deserve)
We deserve a smoke break
We deserve, we deserve
We deserve a smoke break


Prompt: A fictional account of Chance the Ruthless, a notorious drug dealer who uses music as a cover for his illicit activities, as he navigates his violent and lust-filled life. The lyrics include references to sexually transmitted infections, drug use, betrayal, and power struggles, all while maintaining a sense of humor and absurdity.

Response:
Introducin' Chance the Ruthless, trip 'shrooms and lucy
Dreams is lucid, loosely based on music, swallow my mucus
Hope your pussy get herpes and yo' ass get lupus
Deuces Douches, deuce deuce, I'll shoot ya (Bang)
Shoes might boot ya and a suit might suit ya
They be on bullshit but they really don't do shit
They use of allusion could confuse Confucius
Nasty, ashy, cigarette ashing 'til my voice get raspy
Last week suspended, last night kissed Va$htie
Parleyed with Ashley, always in the hallway
So I never been classy (Hahaha)
Shut up


Prompt: In a playful and creative rap song, the artist emphasizes the use of slang, unique language, and wordplay to convey their experiences and thoughts. They mention various subjects such as acid, food, and zen-like practices.

Response:
Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na
(Igh, igh, igh, igh)
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Acid, acid, get it? Acid
Melts through plastic, I spit fired
Pad my palette, talkin' paper if this was work, I'd get higher
Pardon my mishaps, burp and get murdered
Fart and get bitch-slapped, like bourbon mixed with Jack
Lickety-split, look it, he slipped on a shell
From peelin' banana splits back, give me my Kit-Kat
Don't break me off shit, batch, fack is you mean bitch?
Zan with that lean bitch, xan with that lean bitch
Zen with that chakra I eat it like Idi Amin
Ya kna' wha' mean, hit me back when that mean shit


Prompt: Write a fun and catchy song about someone who is trying to stand out in a crowd and make a name for themselves.

Response:
Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na (Uh)
Na na na, na na na (It's me, uh)
Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh
Ah-ooh, ah-ooh
Nah-nah-ooh (Uh)
Nah-ooh (Yeah), nah-ooh
Ah-ooh (Uh), ah-ooh, ah-ooh


Prompt: Create a song featuring collaborations with Chance the Rapper, Lil Boat, and Thugger, highlighting their distinct styles and personalities while also addressing the current times and using wordplay with capitalized letters.

Response:
Chance the motherfuckin' Rapper
With a capitalized, uh, times
Not the times but you know what I'm saying, the times, bruh
Lil Boat
Chance
Thugger!
Lil Boat


Prompt: A song expressing strong dislike and frustration towards a person or situation

Response:
Fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fu-fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fu-fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fu-fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fu-fuck you (Yep)
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fu-fuck you (Nah-nah)
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fu-fuck you (Nah-nah)
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fu-fuck you (No)
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you


Prompt: Express gratitude for someone's accomplishments and support, and assure them that you're proud of them and will continue to help them.

Response:
Well, I should have you hooked up next week
It's all good or whatever, I can wait 'til my birthday, I uh-
No, no, no, no. I told ya, I know you need it now, so next week I promise you I'll have you hooked up, okay?
Oh, alright
I just wanted to say thank you for, uh, everything
For the, the computer and the t-shirts, and all the other stuff
You know, Chance, let me tell you something
You know, I could never be more proud of anything in my life, you know, than I am of you and what you've done
Chance, you have done remarkable and wondrous things, so you don't have to tell me thank you for anything
I'm supposed to do this, that stuff for you anyway, and ya know
Just keep doing what you're doing
I am very, very proud of you
Just keep doing what you're doing, okay?
Thank you, love you
Alright, son, love you too, take care
Alright, bye-bye
Thanks for coming, guys


Prompt: Imagine a song where the lyrics consist entirely of repetitive 'yeah's, representing a celebration of love and unity among the 91 contributors who worked together on the project.

Response:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Prompt: Think of a moment when you feel joy and connection with someone, and emphasize the positive feelings and experiences associated with that moment.

Response:
So good, so right, hey baby
So good, so right
You know it feels so good
So good, so right
To be with you tonight
So good, so right
To be with you tonight
So good, so right
To be with you tonight


Prompt: Write a song reflecting on family, the past, and ambition, while incorporating references to television shows, music, and personal experiences.

Response:
Turn the radio up and we can have a good time
Got me feeling like J.J. on Good Times
Back when Thelma had that ass, hope the fam good
My sister said she likes my raps 'cause it sounds good
Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters
Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders
'Til my pops popped me off, that was family matters
Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping Sammy Adams
Now I'm rollin', iPhone Stolen
Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin'
Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden
Got big shoes to fill like try an' go bowling
'Til we strike out, we just hoping we don't strike out
4th quarter, how you gon go and take Mike out?
Summertime Chi, I had to pull the bike out
Riding, getting nice 'cause it's nice out


Prompt: A lyric-inspiring scenario where the singer talks about the importance of family, friends, and community while emphasizing the strength and unity of the "Famo" (a term for a group of people).

Response:
Let's land in the land where the Famo stay
Grind all day 'til the fam okay
It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray
For the fam, all my friends, when my mans go away
Let's land in the land where the Famo stay
Grind all day 'til the fam okay
It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray
For the fam, all my friends, when my mans go away
Let's land in the land where the Famo stay
Grind all day 'til the fam okay
It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray
For the fam, all my friends, when my mans go away
Let's land in the land where the Famo stay
Grind all day 'til the fam okay
It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray
For the fam, all my friends, when my mans go away


Prompt: Think back to your childhood and recall all the nostalgic memories, games, and friends you had growing up. Mention some specific characters and activities from your past, such as SpongeBob and Indian burns. Talk about the fun times during winters and how you spent time with the kids next door and other friends. Reflect on the end of parties and the passing around of gift bags, and how things have changed over the years as you now spend money on more extravagant gatherings.

Response:
Heads down, eyes shut, time to play Seven Up
Heads bowed, hands clutched, bottles gone, Heavens up
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry
When they reminisce over you, my God
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Let's take it back like Indian givers
To Indian burns and Jiminy Crickets
To the smell of Pillsbury on biscuit mornings
To puffy winter coats and Christmas mornings
I used to chill with the kids next door
And SpongeBob came around 'bout four
And then I'd hang with Bart's guys
Around the bend was Smart Guy
Flipping through the picture books
Checking through my archives
Remember the old days, the ones you'll never get back
At the end of parties, passing around gift bags
Now we blow entire O's at one kick back
MY$FITS and mismatch that get off like wrist slaps, uhh


Prompt: Imagine a scene where a group of friends are gathered for a game of Seven Up, and as the night goes on, they share memories of someone they miss dearly.

Response:
Heads down, eyes shut, time to play Seven Up
Heads bowed, hands clutched, bottles gone, Heavens up
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry
When they reminisce over you, my God
When they reminisce over you, my God


Prompt: Think about the fond memories of childhood experiences with friends and family, and describe how those moments make you feel when they are reminisced upon.

Response:
Remember Jeepers and Odyssey Fun World?
Young pimpin' like you oughta see one girl
Mama Jann, mama Charlie, and my mama Lisa
Booster seat used to boost my kitty, Connie's Pizza
And every year we made a Christmas list
And Auntie Linda cooked a Christmas dish
And all of our grandparents made a Christmas wish
Like "Lord, let me see another year like this", uhh
Heads down, eyes shut, time to play Seven Up
Heads bowed, hands clutched, bottles gone, Heavens up
Smile comes through, though my eyes might cry
When they reminisce over you, my God
When they reminisce over you, my God


Prompt: Imagine you're an adventurer who dreams of reaching a paradisiacal destination after taking a leap of faith.

Response:
I believe that if I fly, prolly end up somewhere in paradise
I believe that if I fly, I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise


Prompt: Imagine you have the ability to fly and the destination you would reach upon doing so.

Response:
I believe that if I fly, prolly end up somewhere in paradise
I believe that if I fly, I'll prolly end up somewhere in paradise


Prompt: A person is seeking solace and hope in the face of adversity, believing in an afterlife where they will reunite with their loved ones in a heavenly paradise.

Response:
I believe, I believe, there's somewhere out there for us all
There's a paradise (there is a paradise)
I believe that if I die, I'll see my homies somewhere in paradise
(I'll see 'em somewhere in paradise)


Prompt: Reflecting on the journey from humble beginnings to a life of success and faith, one must not forget the power of persistence and the importance of staying true to oneself.

Response:
Fannin' the fire, hands is up higher
Cannot believe it, damn I'm a rider
Ridin' on twenties, twenty years prior, I couldn't buy a
Forget it you get it
God is so awesome, devil's a liar
Take 'em to church, but I need a choir


Prompt: A person expressing their faith and longing for a haven in their spiritual journey, emphasizing the power of belief in finding happiness and solace in a divine place.

Response:
I believe, I believe, I believe
Somewhere in paradise
I believe, I believe, I believe
Somewhere in paradise
I believe, I believe, I believe


Prompt: Imagine a situation where the protagonist is feeling hopeless or stuck but is determined to find a way out of their predicament. They are confident that they can overcome the obstacles and find a solution, assuring others and themselves that everything will turn out alright in the end.

Response:
There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
So you know
There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
Gonna be okay
There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
So you know
There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
Gonna be okay


Prompt: Write a song that expresses the desire to reunite with a lost loved one and a belief that things will eventually work out, while also reflecting on past experiences and personal growth.

Response:
I could spare a rib to get my baby back
I just wanna fall asleep where my baby at
So I don't wake up wondering where my baby at
I wonder if we'll make it back
I wonder "Can I pay her back, please"
65th and Ingleside
Way before Jamie got his jingles right
I was sleeping with you every single night
But I was still tryna act single right
65th and Ingleside
I was stacking chips like bingo night
I didn't have to pay for a single light
So I'ma make sure everything go right
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There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
So you know
There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
Gonna be okay


Prompt: A man reflects on his past, specifically about living in a two-flat house on the East Side, and how he struggled with financial stability and a lack of opportunities. He eventually gets the chance to go on tour with Donald, which changes his life, and he wonders if his past mistakes and struggles will prevent him from seeing his sister again. The song then shifts to hope and optimism, acknowledging that there's a way out of any situation and assuring that everything is going to be okay.

Response:
Your sister owned the house we lived in
On the East Side that you rented
Little two flat, inexpensive
I didn't have a glove to pitch in
I didn't have a pot to piss in
Not to mention in Dro City
Not a lot of jobs with pensions
All my raps was 'bout suspension
Then one day Donald took me on tour
Young broke Chano ain't broke no more
Thought you wouldn't want me come and darken your doorstep
But I still haven't given you what's yours yet
65th and Ingleside
Moved downtown for a single life
None of my stars ever twinkled bright
'Til God decide to come bring you by
There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
So you know
There's a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything's gonna be okay
Gonna be okay


Prompt: In this song, the artist is addressing their mother, expressing gratitude and acknowledging their personal growth since childhood. They mention missed opportunities in education, the importance of surrounding themselves with positive influences, and paying homage to their support system.

Response:
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma
I said, "Hey ma," don't go stretching your wallet
These niggas gotta pay me for taking a year from college
Go on, get ya nails polished, stylist for your eyelids
And a pilot for your mileage for them frequent flights to your island
Ms. Brown and Ms. Pollock, little boy done grown up
Little voice done blown up, middle-class that bonus
Hey ma, hey mama Jann; God just gave me another chance
Rod just gave me another line, probably gave me another fan
7-7-3, Oh, since Kanye was a three-old
Down the street from D. Rose, was practicing his free-throws
Shout out to that Gulf Shrimp, shout out to King Gyro
Shout out that Ms. Moody, auntie Toni, them my heroes


Prompt: A rapper, determined to succeed, raps about their dedication to making money and their gratitude to two women, Monica and Ava, who have helped them along the way.

Response:
We gon' get this paper (Put that on my mama)
You gon' see us laid up (Put that on my mama)
Monica and Ava, thanks for all the favors
Got my money saved up (Put that on my mama)
We gon' get this paper (Put that on my mama)
You gon' see us laid up (Put that on my mama)
Monica and Ava, thanks for all the favors
Got my money saved up (Put that on my mama)


Prompt: In this song, the artist expresses gratitude to various mothers, including those who have lost their own children, and shares a message of love and appreciation for all the mothers who have taken care of others in their lives.

Response:
Ayo, I wanna thank MC Tree mama
I wanna thank Fox mama, I wanna thank Robbie mama
Lili mama, Peter mama
My mama, my dad mama
Your mama, I wanna thank moms
I wanna thank, L-Boog mama, I wanna thank Tom Fool mama
I wanna thank, Talent mama, Marcus mama
I wanna thank, Thelonious mama, Vic mama, Reese mama
I just wanna, I wanna thank anybody whose been a mother to a motherless child
I love you mommy
10 Day
I hope y'all had a good time
Igh


Prompt: A song about a collaboration between a rapper from New York and a rapper from Chicago, featuring energetic verses and playful banter, with the rappers expressing excitement for their partnership and the creative flow between them.

Response:
Mhm, New York to Chi-town, rrr
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Woop


Prompt: A song about a wealthy and influential person who goes by the name "Salmon Gucci," their extravagant lifestyle, and their relationships with the people they care about.

Response:
Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
Livin' with the people I'ma die around (Die around)
Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
Livin' with the people I'ma die around (Die around)


Prompt: Recall a time from childhood when the summers seemed to last forever, and the carefree, blissful feeling of that period.

Response:
Do you remember how when you were younger
The  summers all lasted forever?
Days  disappeared into months, into years
Hold that feeling forever


Prompt: Recall the summer when Chance the Rapper made a significant impact on his neighborhood, around the same time actress Gwyneth Paltrow experienced a loss, and the narrator discovered the importance of family, nature, and overcoming personal challenges.

Response:
I remember the summer Lil' Chano got ahold of his household
The  same summer that widowed Gwyneth Paltrow
Back  when I could trust in my dogs like Balto
My family The Sopranos, these niggas is altos
First  album, every track could be the outro
Velcro to shelltoes, things that we will outgrow
Used to rock South Pole, summers taking the 6 bus to South Shore
Never sold out but now we out-sold
That  was the summer I learned to love the great outdoors
Learned you get the feds if you can't keep yo' mouth closed
That summer left a couple marks like Groucho
That halo can turn hollow, depending how low
That summer left a couple tan lines
I love my city they let me cut the line on the Dan Ryan
They walk on eggshells and landmines
They communicate with handsigns


Prompt: Write a song about reminiscing on the carefree summers of childhood and wanting to hold on to those memories as you grow older.

Response:
Do you remember how when you were younger
The summers all lasted forever?
Days disappear into months, into years
Hold that feeling forever
Do you remember how when you were younger
The summers all lasted forever?
Days disappear into months, into years
Hold that feeling forever
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I remember the last summer of the teens
I can't recall too many summers in between
Will Smith, Genie, Donald Glover, Lion King
My daughter on the swing like the 2017 Cubs
My daughter mother double-ringed up
Finger look like jean cuffs, or two lean cups
Used to have obsession with the "27 Club"
Now I'm turning twenty-seven, wanna make it to the 2070 club
Put the 27's down, Lord, give me a clean lung
Took the ring up out the box, I know this ain't no brief love
This story arc so sharp that it made the streets flood
This the type of covenant you keep love, deep love


Prompt: Recall a time when summers seemed endless and cherish those memories as time flies by.

Response:
Do you remember how when you were younger
The summers all lasted forever?
Days disappear into months, into years
Hold that feeling forever


Prompt: Reflecting on childhood memories, particularly the feeling of extended summers, and the desire to maintain that feeling of timelessness as life moves forward.

Response:
Do you remember how when you were younger
The summers all lasted forever? (Summer everlasting)
Days disappear into months, into years
Hold that feeling forever


Prompt: The singer reminisces about various life events and reflects on how things have turned out, both for the better and for worse, ultimately expressing hope for the future.

Response:
Today I missed my workout, but it worked out
Now I'm missing work now, but it worked out
Had to buy a crib, 'fore I bought my first house
Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
I love how she turned up, even if I'm burned out
I'ma have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
I'ma love on they mama, I hope it work out
I hope it work out


Prompt: Write a song expressing the complex relationship between an artist and their past lovers, where they acknowledge their imperfections, desire for growth, and the hope for the best in the future.

Response:
Luckily, my ex ugly
I don't eat, so she can't get no lunch with me
I don't reach, so she can't get in touch with me
Can't be buds with me
Don't know what to be
She gon' cuss at me
Told her "give it a rest," so I keep custody
Keep it all side-eyes and side-hugs with me
I know that my girl's trust is a luxury
I don't want my next album sounding all Usher-y
But I must confess, I must confess
For every single ex, I want the best
I really wish you nothing but success
I know it's gonna work out
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Doesn't it get dark, right before the sun peeks
And bares his face? And doesn't it get so hard to breathe?
But it's gonna work out, it's gonna work out
With nothing left to give, with nothing left to say
When no one says they're wrong, or sets the record straight


Prompt: Write a song about someone who messes up a relationship, but eventually grows and learns to be a better person with the help of their partner.

Response:
But it's gonna work out, it's gonna work out, it's gonna work out
That shit might hurt now, but I'm with her now
Don't need closure now, just keep the shirt now
Sorry you were led to believe
Bunch of different stories that was never to be
No you isn't ugly I just said it to be
Funny we both know that you look better than me
Sorry I started runnin' when you ran into me
I'm just tryna be the kinda man I'ma be
And I'm getting better gotta hand it to me
Seem to always work out when you hand it to Jesus


Prompt: Reflect on the journey of life, from missed workouts and purchasing a home, to starting a family and hoping everything turns out well.

Response:
Today I missed my workout, but it worked out
Now I'm missing work now, but it worked out
Had to buy a crib, 'fore I bought my first house
Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
I love how she turned up, even if I'm burned out
I'ma have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
I'ma love on they mama, I hope it work out
I hope it work out


Prompt: A rapper is describing a girl and her friend who came to a show, and he's asking if he can make a song for them that's as simple and refreshing as lemonade.

Response:
I'm like oh my God, shawty tender like a strip (Strip)
I'm like oh my God, shawty came in with the drip (Okay)
I'm like her and her friend (Her friend), came for the show (Ooh)
Her and her friend came for the show, I'm like, um
Can you do it simple just like lemonade? (Ooh, lemonade)
Can you do it simple just like lemonade? (Yeah, lemonade)
Can you do it simple just like lemonade? (Ooh, lemonade)
Can you do it simple just like lemonade? (Yeah, dawg, ooh)


Prompt: Create a song about accomplishing daily tasks with enthusiasm and efficiency, using familiar expressions and phrases.

Response:
Used to carry all the groceries in in one trip (Hercules)
Simply Minute Maid, gone in one sip (Drip, drip, drip)
Too much dip on my chip (Hey)
Stiff arm a jit to get my lip balm (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Used to carry all the groceries in in one trip (Hercules)
Simply Minute Maid, gone in one sip (Drip, drip, drip)
Too much dip on my chip (Hey)
Stiff arm a jit to get my lip balm (Hey, hey)


Prompt: Write a song that features metaphorical comparisons, playful double entendres, and a catchy chorus with repetition.

Response:
Put some water on the grass to make it grow (To make it grow)
I like her skin all black like a crow (Just like a crow)
I'm like, "Get it, please, baby, get it," uh
I'm like, "Dip it, nacho chip it," ayy
She like the club, but she don't dance, though (But she don't dance, though, okay)
I text her kitty and she text me back hello (Eww)
I'm like Simple Lemonade (Simple)
I'ma play my cards right, I ain't talkin' spades (Okay, okay)
They should be afraid
Money growin' on the tree, it's gon' cause a shade (Ayy)
Please, can you hold on? Please, could you hold on? Ayy (Ayy, please can you? Please?)
'Cause me and Chance ain't gon' take long (Grr, grr)
'Cause me and Chance ain't gon' take long (Ooh, ooh, ooh)


Prompt: A fun, catchy song that highlights the everyday experiences of handling groceries, enjoying beverages, and managing a variety of personal items.

Response:
Used to carry all the groceries in in one trip (Hercules)
Simply Minute Maid, gone in one sip (Drip, drip, drip)
Too much dip on my chip (Hey)
Stiff arm a jit to get my lip balm (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Used to carry all the groceries in in one trip (Hercules)
Simply Minute Maid, gone in one sip (Drip, drip, drip)
Too much dip on my chip (Hey)
Stiff arm a jit to get my lip balm (Hey, hey)


Prompt: In a world filled with challenges and complex relationships, a person goes through various struggles, both physical and emotional, to find their true self and purpose. Drawing inspiration from biblical tales, they reflect on their own journey while being influenced by popular culture and entertainment.

Response:
Sparring is training, Jacob wrestled with God
In the desert 'til he broke him and he blessed him
And he rescued his heart
I struggle with love, I juggle my loves
I cuddle and coddle, ship wreckin' bottle, I huddle in hugs
Sparring is training bra, Ramses watching raining frogs
Jigga watching Damon, Damon watching Wayans Bros
A tandem unicycle with two pilots in different maps


Prompt: Describe a scene where two friends are discussing the actions and consequences of their community, touching on topics like religion, loyalty, and racial inequality, while reflecting on their experiences and aspirations for the future.

Response:
You giving back? (I'm giving back)
Tit for tat
Synagogue and bottle caps
A body in the underpass says, where's my Jesus?
Pledge allegiance to the money now
We runnin down to kiddie parks where darker kids be casualty
Like come with me, to the museum


Prompt: Write a song about young people who are learning martial arts, embracing their unique features, and being confident in their skin.

Response:
Sparring is training, don't let Denzel Training Day you
Sensei could catch a fade too
We be on that elegant, hella melanin
Pelle Pelles since they crayons and jelly pens


Prompt: Create a catchy and fun song that playfully emphasizes that "Noname" and "Chano" are not to be messed with, while incorporating a repetitive and enthusiastic chant.

Response:
And now you know Noname ain't never for none
Ayo, you know Chano ain't never for none
And now you know Noname ain't never for none
Ayo, you know Chano ain't never for none
Ha-HA!! And you don't stop
Ayy! Ayy!
Boom bap, and you don't stop
Hahahahaha!
I told you that was gonna be fun though
Nah that was... Oh shit!


Prompt: Imagine a group of 90 contributors working together on a project, collaborating throughout the day, and celebrating their achievements with a catchy and energetic anthem.

Response:
Yup
And we back (Igh)
Na-na-na (Igh)


Prompt: A person rapping about the fast pace of life, the shortness of it, and how they strive for success, comparing themselves to popular figures, wishing for more, and planning for the future.

Response:
If you blink you might miss it
You gotta click it or ticket
You gotta go get the gettin' before it's gone
End it quickly as it begun
Life is short as a midget, but mine's a little LeBron
Been a minute since Eminem was a blonde
I need a peace prize‚ mom invented the bomb
A nigga wanted more‚ I would only sit on the lawn
A nigga up next like strongly scented colognes
I'm 'bout to book a show at the Dimmsdale Dimmadome
I still could hit up Sony today and get a loan
And shout out to Miss Sylvia Rhone‚ we get along
But that boy advance gotta be bigger than Diddy Kong
I need stock and it gotta be Pippi Long
Can't stop, won't stop boppin' like Diddy's song
My next tour got eight legs like daddy long
I'm 'bout to have two kids that like daddy's song


Prompt: Write a song about embracing personal identity, staying true to oneself, and being unafraid to stand out in the crowd.

Response:
We can't be out here pleasin' everybody (Oh, I...)
We know who we are (Oh‚ yeah)
And if you with me, then I'm with you darlin' (Yeah)
Baby, all day long (Come on‚ come on)
Baby, all day long (Oh, I...)
Baby, all day long (Yeah)
Baby, all day long
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This is, this is the day
Took it the scenic route, but this is the way
That's old news, baby, this is today
They gon' miss us today, you a "Mrs." today
This is, this is the day
Took it the scenic route, but this is the way
That's old news, baby, this is today
They gon' miss us today, you a "Mrs." today


Prompt: A person is expressing their gratitude and happiness about achieving a goal, surrounded by their loved ones and playing their favorite song. They enjoyed the experience so much that they wish they could keep playing it.

Response:
Hey, we made it, we made it
I'm feelin' grateful
I'm here with my favorite
Oh God, I'm thankful
Our song and we played it
So good, we played it (Yeah)
I just wanted to keep on playin' (Hey)
We made it, we made it
I'm feelin' grateful
I'm here with my favorite
Oh God, I'm thankful
Our song and we played it
So good, we played it (Yeah)


Prompt: A catchy, repetitive chorus about being constantly attracted to someone, with an emphasis on the word "baby" and a playful, energetic tone.

Response:
Baby, all day long (Come on, come on)
Baby, all day long (Oh, I...)
Baby, all day long (Yeah)
Baby, all day long
Baby, all day long


Prompt: The song is a heartfelt expression of love and devotion to God, using repetition and variation in the lyrics to emphasize the strong emotions felt by the singer.

Response:
Yeah
(We love You, we love, we love You, God)
(We lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love You, God)
(We love You, love You, love You, God)
(We lo-lo-love You, we love You, God)
(We love You, God, we love You, God, we love You, God)


Prompt: Two different things are happening in our lives, both of which are saddening situations. Despite our efforts to make things better, we find ourselves in a predicament. We acknowledge these situations, and still, we express our love and faith towards God.

Response:
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
It's two different things
It's too bad, and it's so sad
It's too bad, and it's so sad
It's two things (We love You, God)
It's too bad, and it's so sad


Prompt: A song describing the feeling of experiencing the best possible moment or situation, with no room for improvement.

Response:
It don't get no better
It don't get no
It don't get no better
It just don't get no better


Prompt: Reflecting on a moment that brings immense joy and satisfaction

Response:
It don't get no better
It don't get no
It don't get no better
It just don't get no better


Prompt: Write a song expressing intense frustration and hatred towards various aspects of life, while still maintaining a sense of humor and not taking it all too seriously.

Response:
I hate to lose, I hate to try, I hate to win
I hate to cruise, I hate to fly, I hate to swim
I hate the optimistic smirks on the face of children
I hate the government and those who deface its buildings
I hate artists, hate creatives, I hate bright people
I hate darkness, I hate racists, I hate white people
I hate small speakers, I hate loud speakers
I hate great concerts, I don't like crowds neither
I hate money, I hate change, I hate hope
I hate funny, I hate strange, I hate dope
I hate charities and parodies and tragedies
I hate carrots, peas, asparagus
Virtually all vegetables, circuses, all festivals
Texts that are oversexual, motion because it's perpetual
I hate schedules, calendars, reminders
Cause they just remind us that tomorrow gon' be just as timeless
I fucking hate you
And it just don't
And it just don't
And it just don't


Prompt: Describe the feeling of achieving the best possible moment or situation, emphasizing that it's unparalleled and unreachable.

Response:
It don't get no better
It don't get no
It don't get no better
It just don't get no better


Prompt: Write a song that describes an individual's appearance and possessions, including a unique and unconventional chain.

Response:
Ice, melting in my chain
Pretty as my hair
Ugly as my name
Dirty as my gold
Comfy as my chair
Ugly is my name
Ugly is my name


Prompt: Write a song about the power of friendship and the protective influence of God, using the lines 'No weapon formed against me shall prosper' and 'My sword look just like Michael's' as inspiration.

Response:
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
My sword look just like Michael's
He lent it to me, this a house of God
I'm just leasing, he rent it to me
This sentence he penned it too
That's a Gmail, he sent it to me
I can send you his contact, hit him if you in combat
Hit him if you in traffic, even if there ain't no static
That's my G, he got me shinin'
My hair, he made it tangled
My seed, don't need no lining
A halo fits on an angel
And if the shoe fits, I'll tie his and let the kiddie rap
Finally give the city back, and ask God for a piggy-back
Up on his shoulders I notice, I'm within earshot
I yell, "Thanks for makin' us in your image
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Prompt: Write a song about a return home and the various events that have happened in the meantime, including a mention of Saturday's event, a reference to the upcoming church service, an open mic event, and the anticipation of what the internet will say when SNL ends with a certain theme. Also include the names of people related to the protagonist and mention their achievements or relationships. End the song with the assurance of an upcoming storm and the hope for a bright future.

Response:
Mama you know, Mama you know its gonna rain
Father you know
Promised, you said it would rain, finally I'm home
You left on the light when I left on the flight, but I made it alright
I've been waiting all week, I've been waiting all night
Jason Van Dyke
Had to say something on Saturday
See you at Church on Sunday
Open Mike coming on Monday
I wonder what the internet gonna say
When SNL end with the Indie
Then the third tape slide down the chimney
Via Kirsten, Kinsley, Lisa, Kenny, Taylor, Wendy, Austin win the Emmy, Mama Jan too
Come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
(*Momma you know it's gone rain*)
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain


Prompt: Thinking about the past, a person is reflecting on their life changes and growth, while also considering the people who have influenced them and the experiences they've had.

Response:
Oh, no, no, no, no-no
Well, it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile
I wonder if Gladys smiles when angels bring my name up
Or change language and subject change up
Her boy's a long way from red dolls and green rangers
Things ain't been the same since Ms. Patterson called me famous
I saw your reflection in a toilet full of vomit water
You don't think I felt ya hand on my head, yelling: "Call his father"?
But people don't hear ghosts, so how they gon' play me?
Money saved me, so I'ma do the same thing
You're droppin' pounds, gettin' small on some sick shit
Like, how you got the drive, but don't know how to use a stick shift?
You better not miss this, overdose, dope and mixes
Let ya throat close with a boatload of dope quotes within it
Blast off


Prompt: A rapper details their journey through various cities, including New York and Boston, while dropping tapes and weight, throwing words, and talking down to others. They discuss their interactions with shorties, spitting notes to Harlem crowds, and eventually, they find themselves falling down and calling out to God. The rapper seeks protection from their dark cloud and a connection to God.

Response:
Dropping tapes 'til I losted count, coughing out blood
Dropping weight like I lost an ounce
Throwing words and tossing nouns
NY traveling, I'm Boston bound, bossing 'round homies
And talking down to shorties while I'm jotting down
Notes to spit to Harlem crowns
Surfing through the Harlem crowds
At the crib, I'm falling down
Yeah, I'm steady crawling 'round
I'm calling out to God
Your little angels falling down
Save me from my darkened cloud
Reach your hands and arms around
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Oh, non je t'en prie, nous ne sommes pas chez nous
Oh, je t'assure que ce n'est pas grave
Non laisse-moi!
Mais qu'est-ce que tu as aujourd'hui?
J'ai que les hommes me dégoûtent. Vous ne pensez qu'à ça


Prompt: Think of a time when you haven't seen someone you care about smile in a while, and reflect on the passage of time as it affects the relationship.

Response:
Well, it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile
And I'll gamble away my fright
And I'll gamble away my time
And in a year, a year or so
This will slip into the sea
Well, it's been a long time, long time now
(Oh, it's, oh, it's been so long)
Since I've seen you smile
(It's been so long)


Prompt: Think about a person who hasn't seen someone they care about in a very long time, and the feelings of nostalgia and longing that come with it.

Response:
Said it's been a long time, long time now, now, now
Said it's been a long time, long time now
And it's been a long time, long time now


Prompt: In a moment of spontaneity, two people decide to take a chance on their newfound love, feeling a strong, almost irresistible connection.

Response:
Well we must be some zanies and fools
To  take a gamble on this love just like we do
What  a wonderfully crazy thing to do
Love like magnets, we were powerless to choose
I'm so powerful every time I look at you
No  memory of anything I couldn't do
It's  possible, so possible


Prompt: A song about self-doubt, self-discovery, and overcoming adversity, with the theme of possibility and belief in oneself.

Response:
Once upon a time I was unsure of myself
I would always claim I never had no help
Looking to the mirror, the most unfair of all
Hit  the Player's Ball, it was unbearable
Another big birthday, another milestone
To make your birthstone feel like rhinestone
The caterpillars that had burrowed inside my belly
Started to flutter before I learned how to fly
I had a bunch of midlife crises 'fore I turned twenty-five
The teachers put me in the back row, I was learning to hide
'Cause when the teachers call you special, that's the perfect disguise
I had to bury all the dancing that would burgeon inside
I got quiet, thought that silence was the perfect reply
I turn to Casper any time a nigga turn on the slide
Until I turned up at the talent show, a permanent high
I had Jesus behind the wheel before I learned how to drive
'Cause it's poss'...
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It's possible
It's possible
It's possible
It's possible
It's possible
It's possible
It's possible
It's possible


Prompt: A confident and attractive individual expresses their self-assuredness in a party setting, while acknowledging that others are noticing their presence and the chaotic atmosphere around them. They also speculate on a past romantic connection that ended due to a misunderstanding or change in circumstance, but ultimately believe that the subject of the song is untouchable and beyond any harm.

Response:
Baby,  I look good, I look handsome
Somebody  gon' take me for ransom
Everybody 'round me was dancin'
Ain't nobody 'round me could have none
Baby,  you look good, you look pretty
I  know why you stopped fuckin' with me
It's a lot of bomb in the city
But  you know nobody could get (You)


Prompt: Imagine a song celebrating the wide variety of relationships and connections one can have with people, particularly through the use of modern communication technologies like phones and the internet. The song's chorus emphasizes the idea that one can have multiple partners in different locations, symbolized by area codes.

Response:
I've got hoes, I've got hoes
In different area codes (Area), area codes (Codes)
Hoes! Hoes, hoes, in different area codes (Area)
Area codes (Codes)
Hoes!


Prompt: In a song, the artist describes their influence and impact on the world, using unique numbers and locations as a way to express their far-reaching presence and encounters with people from different backgrounds.

Response:
Now you thought I was just 7-7-0, and 4-0-4?
I'm worldwide, bitch, act like y'all don't know
It's the abominable ho man
Globe-trot International post man
Neighbour-dick dope man
7-1-8's, 2-0-2's
I send small cities and states I-O-U's
9-0-1, matter of fact 3-0-5
I'll jump off the G4, we can meet outside
So control your hormones and keep your drawers on
'Til I close the door and I'm jumpin' your bones
3-1-2's, 3-1-3's (Oh)
2-1-5's, 8-0-tree's (Oh)
Read your horoscope and eat some hors d'oeuvres
10 on pump one; these hoes is self serve
7-5-7, 4-1-0's, my cell phone just overloads


Prompt: Create a song that explores the reasons people might be attracted to someone, while also emphasizing the importance of being true to oneself and not letting others dictate who they are.

Response:
Is it 'cause they like my gangsta walk?
Is it 'cause they like my gangsta talk?
Is it 'cause they like my handsome face?
Is it 'cause they like my gangsta ways?
Whatever it is, they love it and they just won't let me be
I handle my biz, don't rush me, just relax and let me be free
Whenever I call (I call), come runnin'
2-1-2 or 2-1-3
You know that I ball (I ball), stop frontin'
Or I'll call my substitute freak (Hoes)
I’ve got hoes, I’ve got hoes
In different area codes (Area), area codes (Codes)
Hoes! Hoes, hoes, In different area codes (Area)
Area codes (Codes)
I’ve got hoes!


Prompt: In a boastful song, a rapper compares their partner to others, insinuating their significant other is better than what others have.

Response:
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My-my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
(DTP!)
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours


Prompt: Describe the unique qualities and characteristics of your significant other in comparison to others.

Response:
Listen, I'm sayin' my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My chick bad, badder than yours
My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words
Her swagger don't stop, her body won't quit
So fool pipe down, you ain't talkin 'bout shit
M-m-my chick bad, tell me if you seen her
She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena
All white top, all white belt
And all white jeans, body lookin' like milk
No-no time for games, she's full grown
My chick bad, tell yo' chick to go home


Prompt: Your girlfriend is more daring and wild than others, and she's really good at doing things that other girls only wish they could do.

Response:
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My-my chick bad (and I'm lovin' it!), my chick hood
My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours
My-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours


Prompt: Think of a situation where the protagonist is describing a fantasy or admiration for a woman who is a professional stripper.

Response:
Luda, DTP
And when we all alone, I might just tip her
She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper
When we all alone I might tip, tip her
She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper
When-when we all alone, I might just tip her
She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper
When we all alone, I might just tip her
She slides down the pole, like a certified stripper, I kinda like that


Prompt: A confident and determined individual is tired of being held back and wants to assert their presence in a crowded or obstructed environment.

Response:
Move, bitch! Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
Move, bitch! Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
Move, bitch! Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way
Move, bitch! Get out the way
Get out the way, bitch, get out the way


Prompt: A song that celebrates living in the moment and enjoying life to the fullest, embracing the idea of partying without limits and encouraging people to join in the festivities.

Response:
I came to party like tonight will never end
Let's party again
Let's party again
Yea, I came to party like tonight will never end
Let's party again
Let's party again
Let's party again


Prompt: A song about a man surrounded by attractive and scantily-clad party girls who seem to be more than happy to engage with him without any verbal interaction.

Response:
I need party girls in my party world
Titties plastic, ass fantastic
They just brush my hair and touch me everywhere
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked, naked
Say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked


Prompt: Write a song about a fun, energetic night out at the club with friends, where everyone is enjoying themselves, and the atmosphere is full of excitement and lust.

Response:
Throw some ones on that
Get you wet as a waterpark I'ma have some fun with that
Make you come back to back you gon' bust like a gun with that
Like pow pow, brrr, pow pow, brrr
My bitch be gettin' down nigga how 'bout yours?
So turnt up when we in the club we don't even need a molly
Doin' so much over in this corner thought we was fuckin' in the party
My lung's filled with Marley
My hands on your body
And I'm goin' so deep I'm just lettin' you know that this me I got your face all in the pillow
You can't speak


Prompt: A party lover who enjoys the company of party girls and has a penchant for not saying anything while they get intimate with him, desiring to continue the party until the break of dawn.

Response:
I need party girls in my party world
Titties plastic, ass fantastic
They just brush my hair and touch me everywhere
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked, naked
Say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I came to party like tonight will never end
Let's party again
Let's party again
Yea, I came to party like tonight will never end
Let's party again
Let's party again
Let's party again


Prompt: Create a song that talks about a guy who enjoys parties with attractive women who are not afraid to be bold and uninhibited around him.

Response:
I need party girls in my party world
Titties plastic, ass fantastic
They just brush my hair and touch me everywhere
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked, naked
Say shit and they be gettin' naked
I don't, I don't say shit and they be gettin' naked


Prompt: A song about reminiscing on past relationships, desiring good lovin', and finding solace in the comfort of a loved one's touch.

Response:
I keep dwellin' on the past, babe
Know what I need, yeah


Prompt: A person who is feeling lonely and seeking comfort through love and companionship, expressing their desire for genuine affection amidst a world filled with troubles.

Response:
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause ain't nobody been around here lovin' on me


Prompt: Discussing the pain and challenges of past relationships and how they've affected one's emotional state, while also addressing the feelings of guilt and moving on with a new partner.

Response:
It's better to love and then lost than to never have loved at all
If that was true I wouldn't be drinking this alcohol
Every relationship failed to take a toll on you
Especially when you had hoes and area codes on you
Is it easier to erase my memories
At a point when most of my past women became my enemies?
Some on the fence, some befriended me
But when we see each other it's gon' be some weird energy
I'm sorry that we couldn't make it work
Believe in your heart, I never intended to make you hurt
Now they see me on the blogs with my new girl
Friends talking 'bout "that's supposed to be you, girl"


Prompt: In times of trouble and loneliness, I seek solace in music. I often wonder if love is the answer or just another problem to solve. As I navigate through life's challenges, I find comfort in connecting with others.

Response:
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause ain't nobody been around here lovin' on me
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I got a empty hole in my chest
How do I fill it? Somebody give a prescription
I guess I gotta learn to live with regrets
Pay for mistakes and your exes take a commission
But what's a percent off the top when you hit the bottom
After you break up wondering how to live without 'em?
Need solutions, less problems
Cause if love will drive you crazy I belong in the insane asylum
Hear the rain, feel the pain inside 'em
Kinda lost, need someone to guide 'em
It's nothin' worse than feelin' alone
But I'll admit to feelin' better when I'm hearing this song, it goes


Prompt: Describe the feelings of loneliness and longing for affection in a world full of chaos and uncertainty.

Response:
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause ain't nobody been around here lovin' on me


Prompt: Write a song about a person who is struggling with their past, feeling lonely, and seeking comfort and love.

Response:
So I, dwelling on the past, all the moments on repeat, baby
Playing empty songs when I'm blowing my high
Feeding my heart to a lion called guilt on an empty bed
On an empty bed
Dwelling on the past, all the moments on repeat
Playing empty songs when I'm blowing my high
Feeding my heart to a lion called guilt on an empty bed
While I lose my mind
So you know what I need
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause ain't nobody been around here lovin' on me


Prompt: Imagine creating a song that encourages listeners to live in the moment, expressing desires and fulfilling fantasies through repetition and empowering phrases.

Response:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now


Prompt: A playful and suggestive lyric about a passionate intimate encounter where the singer expresses their desire to pleasure their partner from head to toe and learn more about them.

Response:
I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the, down to the, to the flo'
Then I wanna, "Ahh ahh," you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know, what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy?
I wanna, li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna, move from the bed down to the, down to the, to the flo'
Then I wanna, "Ahh ahh," you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know, what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy?


Prompt: A song about a group of 46 collaborators coming together to create a track about a mysterious and exciting love, using catchy and memorable phrases.

Response:
Yeah, and it go a little somethin'
Li-li-like this


Prompt: Imagine a song about fleeing from an intense, all-consuming love that's so passionate, it feels like it could sweep you away like the wind.

Response:
Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)
Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)


Prompt: Little Lisa's struggles with her family and the pain she endures at home.

Response:
Now little Lisa's only nine years old
She's tryin to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Momma's always gone and she never met her daddy
Part of her is missin and nobody'll listen
Momma's on drugs gettin high up in the kitchen
Bringin home men at different hours of the night
Startin with some laughs, usually endin in a fight
Sneakin in her room when her momma's knocked out
Tryin to have his way and little Lisa says ouch
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her momma don't believe her
Lisa's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothin else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back (Like this)
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Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)
Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)


Prompt: Little Nicole and Stacy, two young girls who are best friends, face hardships and challenges in their lives.

Response:
Little Nicole is only ten years old
She's steady tryin to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic stepdad always wanna strike her
Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions, she's makin up excuses
Bleedin on the inside, cryin on the out
It's only one girl really knows what she's about
Her name is little Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight 'til the end
Until one day lil' Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block
Now Nicole's stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothin else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she's 'bout to run away and NEVER come back


Prompt: Little Erica, a twelve-year-old girl, struggles with understanding love and emotional pain. She experimenting with drugs and engaging in a relationship with her older boyfriend. Despite her feelings, she is unaware of the consequences of her actions. As she faces an unplanned pregnancy and the abandonment of her boyfriend, Erica decides to run away from her troubled life.

Response:
Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)
Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)
Little Erica is eleven years old
She's steady tryin to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops X to get rid of all the pain
Plus she's havin sex with her boy who's sixteen
Emotions run deep as she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin no glove
Never thinkin 'bout the consequences of her actions
Livin for today and not tomorrow's satisfaction
The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin her momma would blow it all out of proportion
Plus she lives poor so no money for abortion
Erica is stuck up in a world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothin else to do but get her clothes and pack
She says she 'bout to run away and NEVER come back, ah!


Prompt: A song about the excitement and freedom of pursuing a passionate love that cannot be contained or restrained.

Response:
Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)
Runaway love (love love) runaway love (love love)


Prompt: Write a song about the desire to escape from life's struggles and how a partner can help you face those challenges and find comfort in each other.

Response:
Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
Run it, run it, run it, run it, ah-ah
Don't keep runnin', runnin' away
Don't, don't keep runnin', runnin' away
I know how you feel, I've been there
I was runnin' away too
I will run away with you, I will run away with you
Runaway, runaway love
Don't keep runnin' away
I'll run away with you, if you want me to
Yeah, I can only imagine what you goin through ladies
Sometimes I feel like runnin away myself
So do me a favor right now and close your eyes
And picture us runnin away together
When we come back everything gonna be okay
Open your eyes


Prompt: Imagine a song that encourages and inspires people to stand up for themselves and their beliefs, with powerful lyrics and an uplifting beat.

Response:
Stand up! (Ah)
Stand up! (Yeah)
Stand up! (Ah)
Stand up! (Uh)


Prompt: A catchy and repetitive song where the lyrics emphasize the synchronization between two people as they dance together. The lyrics should encourage the DJ to play the song again.

Response:
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back


Prompt: A group of friends at a club are enjoying the music and dancing, but the fire marshal wants to shut them down, creating a sense of urgency. They express their desire to make the most of the night and dance to their favorite song, while urging the DJ to play the song again if it has already played once.

Response:
Damn right, the fire marshal wanna shut us down
Get us out, so someone can gun us down
We was two songs away from getting some cut up
Now we one song away from tearing the club up
Move over; Luda got something to say
Do it now cause tomorrow ain't promised today
Work with me, let's become one with the beat
And don't worry about me stepping all over your feet
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
When I move, you move, just like that?
Hell yeah, hey DJ bring that back


Prompt: Create a song that encourages and supports people to take a stand and be brave in the face of adversity.

Response:
Stand up!
Stand up!
Stand up!
Stand up!
Stand up! Just like that?
Stand up! Just like that?
Stand up!
Stand up!


Prompt: A group of Southern rappers collaborate on a track that emphasizes their pride in their region and its culture, using the phrase "throw dem bows" to represent a playful, confident stance.

Response:
We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we
We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we (throw dem 'bows)
We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we
We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we (throw dem 'bows)


Prompt:
Cadillac cars, Cadillac bars
Check out the paint my Cadillac scatters
Matter of fact, candy-colored Cadillacs clatter
So check out the ladies my Cadillac attracts
20-inch wheels, 20-inches tall
Hey, do you like my 20-inch automobile?
20-inch legs make 20-inch eyes
Hoping for American 20-inch delights
Fancy clothes, fancy toes
Oh, how I enjoy these fancy-ass girls
Fancy-ass, high-

Response:
Cadillac grills, Cadillac mills
Check out the oil my Cadillac spills
Matter of fact, candy-paint Cadillacs kill
So check out the hoes my Cadillac fills
20-inch wide, 20-inches high
Ho, don't you like my 20-inch ride?
20-inch thighs make 20-inch eyes
Hoping for American 20-inch pies
Pretty-ass clothes, pretty-ass toes
Oh, how I love these pretty-ass hoes
Pretty-ass, high-class, anything goes
Catch 'em in the club throwing pretty-ass bows
Long john drawers, long john stalls
Any stank puss make my long john pause
Women on their cell making long john calls
And if they like to juggle, get long john's balls


Prompt: A lyric that encourages all the high-rolling, flashy individuals in the audience to show off their impressive physical attributes, and to challenge each other in a playful and light-hearted way, using the phrase "throw dem bows.

Response:
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin'-ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hoes
When you get on the floor, nigga throw dem bows
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties with a matching ass
With your fly-ass boots or your open-toes
When you get on the floor, nigga, throw dem 'bows
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin'-ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hoes
When you get on the floor, nigga, throw dem bows
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties with a matching ass
With your fly-ass boots or your open-toes
When you get on the floor, nigga throw dem 'bows
Nigga, throw dem 'bows
Nigga, throw dem 'bows
Nigga, throw dem 'bows
Nigga, throw dem 'bows


Prompt: A song that encourages people to embrace and celebrate life, reminding them that when they live for something, they're not alone, and inviting them to join in a toast to life.

Response:
If you live for somethin', you're not alone my friend
So fill up your cup and lift your lighter, a toast to life


Prompt: In this song, the artist contemplates the idea of embracing risk and pushing boundaries, as they sing about indulging in vices, challenging themselves, and potentially acting foolishly. They also mention a friend named Usher and encourage fixing drinks for a night of breaking rules.

Response:
Luda
They say what don't kill me can make me stronger
So two drinks a night should help me live longer
I blow some smoke just to give my lungs a test
'Cause why tip-toe through life to arrive safely at death?
I'm on a journey, yeah I'm on a roll
Sometimes gotta close my eyes just to open my soul
And tonight is the night I got a feeling that I'm about to act a fool
So if you go fix some drinks me and Usher about to break some rules


Prompt: Imagine a person who desires a thrilling, fast-paced life but is trapped in a slow-moving world, and they are determined to take risks and make the most out of their remaining time.

Response:
That's somewhere to go, but the world is movin' slow
I was born for the fast life
I go for broke, a lesson I can't afford
But for what it's worth I'm ready to pay
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life
Oh, oh, oh


Prompt: Write a song expressing the desire to live life to the fullest, emphasizing the importance of balance, and listing desired indulgences for the afterlife.

Response:
Na, na ,na, hey, oh
Na, na, na, hey, oh
Na, na, na, hey, oh
Na na, na, hey
For the rest of my life
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If I got one life to live, I'ma party 'til I'm dead
What the hell is a life worth livin' if it's not on the edge?
Tryna keep my balance, I'm twisted so just in case I fall
Written on my tombstone should say "Women, Weed, and Alcohol"


Prompt: The fast life is in your blood, but the world is slow and hesitant. You're ready to take risks, but the lessons learned may be too costly. However, you're prepared to face this reality for the rest of your life.

Response:
That's somewhere to go, but the world is movin' slow
I was born for the fast life
I go for broke, a lesson I can't afford
But for what it's worth I'm ready to pay
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life
Oh, oh, oh


Prompt: A catchy and repetitive tune that encourages participation and enthusiasm at a fun-filled event.

Response:
Na, na ,na, hey, oh
Na, na, na, hey, oh
Na, na, na, hey, oh
Na na, na, hey


Prompt: A song about embracing life's uncertainties and enjoying the moment, despite the challenges or craziness that may come

Response:
If you live for somethin', you're not alone my friend
So fill up your cup (fill up your cup)
Lift your lighters, a toast to life
I'm stuck in this moment, freeze the hands of time
Cause I feel inner peace when I'm out of my mind
And you can call me crazy, but I like to roll the dice
So I'm willin' to bet that I'ma be crazy for the rest of...


Prompt: A song about a series of unexpected events or surprises happening one after another, using the words 'Heads up' and 'another one' to convey the theme.

Response:
Heads up! (woop, woop) Heads up! (woop, woop)
Here's another one! (another one)
And an-and another one
O-o-oh!


Prompt: A song about someone feeling disrespected and annoyed by someone else's unwanted intrusion into their personal space and life. The person is trying to communicate that the other individual does not know them well enough to make such comments or judgments.

Response:
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back motherfucker You don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move I'll take ya down
Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back motherfucker You don't know me like that)


Prompt: You've achieved a personal victory, perhaps in sports or other competitive situations, and keep emphasizing your triumph with the repetition of your actions.

Response:
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw)
I came (I came) I saw (I saw)
I hit 'em right dead in the jaw (in the jaw)


Prompt: A song about standing up to someone who underestimates your abilities, using your fists and wit to prove them wrong, while not taking their disrespectful attitude. The lyrics should include various references to the physical and verbal confrontation, ending with a warning for the opponent not to mess with you.

Response:
See I caught 'em wit a right hook, caught 'em wit a jab
Caught 'em wit an uppercut, kicked 'em in his ass
Sent him on his way cause I ain't for that talk!
No trips to the county, I ain't for that walk!
We split like two pins at the end of a lane
We'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your vain
Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo chain
Then put the booty of a Swisha at the end of a flame
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) why you all in my ear?
Talking a whole bunch of shit that I ain't trying to hear!
Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back motherfucker You don't know me like that)
Yeek yeek! (woop, woop) I ain't playing around!
Make one false move I'll take ya down
Get back motherfucker, you don't know me like that!
(Get back motherfucker You don't know me like that)


Prompt: A person is frustrated and expressing their feelings of irritation towards someone who might be bothering them or threatening them in some way, and they're warning them not to push them further because they have nothing to lose and might become more dangerous if provoked.

Response:
Hey! You want what wit me?!
I'm a tell you one time, don't FUCK wit me!
Get down! Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!
You want what wit me?!
I'm a tell you one time, don't fuck wit me!
Get down! Cause I ain't got nothing to lose
And I'm having a bad day, don't make me take it out on you!


Prompt: Write a song about a person who is being called a "ho" repeatedly, but in a playful and lighthearted way.

Response:
Ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)


Prompt: Write a song about a group of friends who are known as 'ho's, focusing on their lifestyle and the challenges they face.

Response:
You doin' ho activities with ho tendencies
Hoes are your friends, hoes are your enemies
With ho energy to do what you do
Blew what you blew, screw what you screw
Y'all professional like DJ Clue, pullin' on my coat tail
And why do you think you take a ho to a hotel?
Ho tell everybody, even the mayor
Reach up in the sky for the ho-zone layer
Come on playa once a ho always
And hoes never close they open like hallways
And here's a ho cake for you whole ho crew
And everybody wants some 'cause hoes gotta eat too


Prompt: Create a song about the various types of women in the world, emphasizing the importance of being true to oneself and recognizing the differences between people.

Response:
Ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
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Can't turn a ho into a housewife, hoes don't act right
There's hoes on a mission, and there's hoes on a crackpipe
Hey ho how ya doin', where ya been?
Prolly doin' ho stuff 'cause there you ho again
It's a ho wide world, that we livin' in
Feline, feminine, fantastical women
Not all, just some, you ho who you are
There's hoes in the room, there's hoes in the car
There's hoes on stage, there's hoes by the bar
Hoes by near, and hoes by far
Ho! (But can I get a ride?!) No!
(C'mon nigga, why?!) 'Cause you's a


Prompt: Describe someone who is easily swayed by their emotions or doesn't make thoughtful decisions.

Response:
Ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)


Prompt: Create a song that humorously addresses the subject of being a "ho" or someone who seeks to gain attention or benefit from others in a superficial way.

Response:
You gotta run in your pantyhose, even your daddy knows
That you suckin' down chocolate like daddy-os
You hoes are horrible, horrendous
On taxes, y'all writin' off hoes as dependents
I see the ho risin', it ain't surprisin'
It's just a hoasis with ugly chicks faces
But hoes don't feel so sad and blue
'Cause most of us niggas is hoes too
Ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho (Ho!), you's a ho (Ho!)
You's a ho, I said that you's a ho (Ho!)


Prompt: A rapper is tired of people labeling everyone as a "ho" and wants to address the issue while also calling out those who use the term inappropriately.

Response:
Muthafuckas I'm so tired of y'all niggas always talkin' 'bout ho this, ho that; you the muthafuckin' ho nigga. I wasn't no ho last night
(Ho, bring yo ass!)
Okay, hold on


Prompt: Create a repetitive, inquisitive, and hypnotic chorus that challenges the listener to question their own limitations and boundaries, using the phrase "how low can you go?

Response:
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?


Prompt: A song about overcoming challenges and pushing past personal limitations, emphasizing the need to dig deep and find the strength to go lower than one's current state or mindset.

Response:
I can go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know


Prompt: The power of resilience and determination in overcoming adversity

Response:
I can go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know


Prompt: A song about expressing confidence and excitement in someone's abilities, while playfully challenging them to show what they're really capable of.

Response:
Drop it, hit it, dump it, split it
Don't, stop – get it, get it
Put it in reverse just to back it up
Let me put some Luda in it
Show me whatchu working with
I'll show you some of this bankroll
Yeah, you a superstar
There's just one thang I gotta know, so


Prompt: In a song about self-confidence and asserting one's authority, the lyrics focus on the concept of going lower than expected. The repetition of the phrase highlights the singer's determination to prove their worth.

Response:
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
I can go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know


Prompt: Imagine a song about starting fresh and moving forward in life, with the lyrics focusing on the theme of a 'rollout' or a new beginning. The song could be about personal growth, overcoming obstacles, or making a big life change.

Response:
Rollout, rollout
Rollout, rollout
Rollout, rollout
Rollout, rollout


Prompt: A song about a group of friends celebrating their success and wealth by driving around in luxury cars with the tops down, while also showing off their twin Glock .40's as a symbol of their power and protection.

Response:
(Rollout) I got my twin Glock .40's (Rollout) cocked back
(Rollout) Me and my homies (Rollout), so drop that
(Rollout) We rollin' on twenties, (Rollout) with the top back
(Rollout) So much money (Rollout) you can't stop that
(Rollout) Twin Glock .40's (Rollout) cocked back
(Rollout) Me and my homies (Rollout), so drop that
(Rollout) We rollin' on twenties, (Rollout) with the top back
(Rollout) So much money (Rollout) you can't stop that