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A song that combines surreal humor, wordplay, and a mix of 90s hip-hop and contemporary internet slang, with references to soccer, jackets, and pop culture, all while maintaining a playful energy and celebrating friendship. [/INST]

Lyrics: Chance, acid rapper, soccer, hacky sacker
Cocky khaki jacket jacker
Slap-happy faggot slapper, bah-bah
Iraqi rocket launcher
Shake that Laffy Taffy, jolly raunchy rapper
Dang, dang, dang, skeet, skeet, skeet
She do that thing for three retweets
The album feel like '92
Now take that ball 'fore he three-peat
Chance, ho, acid, cruising on that LSD
Asked Joseph about my deal
He looked back said, "Hell yeah, let's eat"


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A catchy party song that celebrates favorite jams and emphasizes the enjoyment of music regardless of knowledge or skill. [/INST]

Lyrics: This shit my favorite song, you just don't know the words
But I still fuck with you, you just ain't never heard
It go like, count that stack, pop that cap then down that Jack
All my niggas hit that xan, and all my ladies bob that back
This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam
I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam
This my jam, this my jam, this my jam, this my jam
I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm 'bout that jam, I'm bout that jam


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A person describing their desire to make a decision while highlighting their attractiveness, mentioning a bag and a boost, and ultimately expressing confidence in their possession of something desirable. [/INST]

Lyrics: Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose
I mean, I know I'm pretty cool
My Nitty bag, my kitty boost
I got the juice, I got the juice


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A rapper returns to their hometown, reflecting on past struggles and paying tribute to friends and loved ones. They discuss legal troubles and dreams of success, while also nodding to their loyal supporters and acknowledging their roots in the city. The rapper references both personal growth and continuing challenges, with a focus on maintaining a sense of humor and brotherhood throughout it all. [/INST]

Lyrics: Chano, Chatham's own
Foolies glad I'm home
Even my haters kinda glad I'm on
Rest In Peace to my Vagabond
Rapper song, singer, suspended, subpoena
For misdemeanors, dreamer
Held back ass is lowkey still a senior
And I still shake up BO Squad, praying for my BroBois
City on the come up, shout that nigga Sosa!
Shout my nigga Fat Trel, shout my nigga Joseph
Playing Buenos Aires while they sleepin': buenas noches!
Wonder if I wrote this, 'cause it's so crisp
The most brokest cold stockbroker, winter solstice
I could win an Oscar, Russian accent husky
Acid addict, costly avid actor, Kevin Costner


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Imagine a song where the lyrics are all about the passion and hustle for success and the desire to achieve one's goals, all the while mentioning the importance of staying true to oneself and having a thirst for greatness, which is symbolized by the "juice." The song also touches on the concept of people wanting to achieve success but then struggling with its consequences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Juice! Juice! Juice! Juice!
I got the juice, I got the juice (Yup!)
Juice! Juice! Juice! Juice!
I got the juice, I got the juice (Yup!)
Jugo, you never tasted paper
Tripped, racing yaself tryna' chase the paper
I just faced a Veg-er
And you love being Kobe when you make the lay-er
'Til you realize everybody in the world fuckin' hates the Lakers
And then everybody wanna sip
'Til the juice spill, everybody wanna bib
And then everybody wanna dip
Told you I ain't worried, I ain't scared of the booth
All you can do is spit a verse of the truth
Merge the mixture with the purest of fruits
And the thirst is the worst, it's the curse of the juice!


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A song's lyrics should be catchy and memorable, using repetition and simple language. The subject of the song should be something that gives energy, vitality, or confidence to the listener. In this case, the subject could be a metaphor for something empowering or invigorating. [/INST]

Lyrics: Juice! Juice! Juice! Juice!
I got the juice, I got the juice (Yup!)
Juice! Juice! Juice! Juice!
I got the juice, I got the juice (Yup!)


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A song about someone trying to make a decision, who is confident in their own coolness and their ability to provide something desirable (jooce). The repetition of "juice" reflects their determination and enthusiasm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose
I mean, I know I'm pretty cool
My Nitty bag, my kitty boost
I got the juice, I got the juice
(Juice, juice, juice, juice) Yup!
(Juice, juice, juice, juice) Yup!
Yup! Yup!
Yup!


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Create a song about a person who has been going through a rough time, yet still manages to have a sense of humor and resilience in the face of challenges and obstacles. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ten damn days
And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows
And chauffeurs with road rage
Still the same damn ad-lib: IGH!, old ways
Still got a letterman, no practice
Still got a burner, man, no lacking
Still outtin' Jams nigga, no Jackson
No Jordan and we toe-tagging
I'll take you to the land where the lake made of sand
And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance
And the money ain't yours
Now it's just a red pill
Got a blue and a handful of Advils
I'm the new Nitty, fuck it, Nitty the old me
So I'ma tell the buyer what Nitty told me


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A song about a confident and assertive person who self-identifies as a "pusha man" or someone who takes charge and stands up against oppression, using the terms "pimp slappin'" and "toe taggin" as colloquial expressions for dealing with adversaries. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got that mmm, mmm, I got that goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man


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You've been out and about with a blunt in your mouth, feeling the sun on your face and carrying a gun for safety. You're constantly dealing with paranoia and the reality of people getting hurt in the world. Your loyalty and sense of responsibility for your neighborhood make you a guardian of your community. Despite being in a tough position, you find comfort in your music and the support of your friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin', so my 9 with the shits
I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin', so my 9 with the shits
Move to the neighborhood; I bet they don't stay for good, watch
Somebody'll steal daddy's Rollie, call it the neighborhood watch
Pray for a safer hood when my paper good, watch
Captain Save-a-Hood, hood savior, baby boy
Still getting ID'd for Swishers (Mama still wash my clothes)
Still with the Save Money militia (I'ma still watch my bros)
Trapped in the middle of the map
With a little-bitty rock and a little bit of rap
That, with a literary knack
And a little shitty Mac, and like literally jack


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Write a song about the struggles of living in a dangerous neighborhood filled with violence, while also addressing the lack of media attention and the perceptions of refugees and law enforcement. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin', so my 9 with the shits
I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin', so my 9 with the shits
They murking kids, they murder kids here
Why you think they don't talk about it? They deserted us here
Where the fuck is Matt Lauer at?
Somebody get Katie Couric in here
Probably scared of all the refugees
Look like we had a fuckin' hurricane here
They'll be shooting whether it's dark or not
I mean, the days is pretty dark a lot
Down here, it's easier to find a gun
Than it is to find a fucking parking spot
No love for the opposition, specifically a cop position
'Cause they've never been in our position
Getting violations from the nation, correlating, you dry snitchin'


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The narrator is describing their daily life as they ride around, smoking blunts and carrying a gun due to the increased threat of violence in their community. They are constantly paranoid and struggling to maintain focus and clarity as they try to navigate their reality. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin', so my 9 with the shits
I've been riding around with my blunt on my lips
With the sun in my eyes and my gun on my hip
Paranoia on my mind, got my mind on the fritz
But a lot of niggas dyin', so my 9 with the shits


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A conversation between two friends, addressing their mutual fear and insecurities, and discussing the importance of care and understanding in relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know you scared
You should ask us if we scared too
I know you scared
Me too
I know you scared
You should ask us if we scared too
If you was there
Then we'd just knew you cared too


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What does the summer season represent in the context of life, relationships, and the passage of time? [/INST]

Lyrics: It just got warm out, this the shit I've been warned 'bout
I hope that it storm in the mornin', I hope that it's pourin' out
I hate crowded beaches, I hate the sound of fireworks
And I ponder what's worse
Between knowing it's over and dyin' first
'Cause everybody dies in the summer
Wanna say your goodbyes, tell them while it's spring
I heard everybody's dying in the summer
So pray to God for a little more spring


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Describe a situation where two people are hesitant to approach someone, fearing rejection, but also hoping that the other person would be open to connecting if they could see the feelings being shared. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know you scared
You should ask us if we scared too
If you was there
Then we'd just knew you cared too


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Two friends discussing their change in lifestyle, specifically about quitting their old drug habits and starting a new life together. [/INST]

Lyrics: We don't do the same drugs no more
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
'Cause she don't do the same drugs no more
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more


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Write a song expressing the regret and sadness of realizing that a childhood friend has grown up, and not being able to fully appreciate them as they once were. [/INST]

Lyrics: When did you change?
Wendy, you've aged
I thought you'd never grow up
I thought you'd never
Window closed, Wendy got old
I was too late, I was too late
A shadow of what I once was


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Discussing the changes in relationships and lifestyles after quitting a common habit, using the example of a couple who used to do drugs together but have since stopped. [/INST]

Lyrics: 'Cause we don't do the same drugs no more
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
She don't laugh the same way no more
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more


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Reflecting on past memories and changed habits with a former friend or partner [/INST]

Lyrics: Where did you go?
Why would you stay?
You must have lost your marbles
You always were so forgetful
In a hurry, don't wait up
I was too late, I was too late
A shadow of what I once was
'Cause we don't, we don't do what we say we're gonna
You were always perfect, and I was only practice
Don't you miss the days, stranger?
Don't you miss the days?
Don't you miss the danger?
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We don't (We don't) do the same drugs no more (Do the same drugs no more)
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
We don't (We don't) do the same drugs no more (Do the same drugs no more)
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs


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Write a song that reflects on a person's past and their journey towards self-discovery, while also addressing societal influences and personal growth. [/INST]

Lyrics: Turn it around
I remember when
This age of pathetics
Don't forget the happy thoughts
All you need is happy thoughts
The past tense, past bed time
Way back then when everything we read was real
And everything we said rhymed
Wide eyed kids being kids
Why did you stop?
What did you do to your hair?
Where did you go to end up right back here?
When did you start to forget how to fly?
It's so natural
Tastes like Juicy Fruit
Works like a magic trick
Please give me half of that
We don't, we don't, we don't
Don't you color out
Don't you bleed on out, oh
Stay in the line, stay in the line
Dandelion
We don't do the same drugs no more
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
We don't, we don't, we don't
Don't you color out
Don't you bleed on out, oh
Stay in the line, stay in the line
Dandelion


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A song about the power of praising God and the blessings that come from it, emphasizing that when we give thanks, blessings come our way. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone
I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap
It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap


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Write a song that explores the themes of freedom, spirituality, and the power of music while incorporating the characters Jesus and Krillin. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't make songs for free, I make 'em for freedom
Don't believe in kings, believe in the Kingdom
Chisel me into stone, prayer whistle me into song air
Dying laughing with Krillin saying something 'bout blonde hair
Jesus' black life ain't matter, I know, I talked to his daddy
Said you the man of the house now, look out for your family
He has ordered my steps,  gave me a sword with a crest
And gave Donnie a trumpet in case I get shortness of breath


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The power of praise and the significance of receiving blessings in return. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone
(Good God)
I'm gon' praise Him, praise Him 'til I'm gone
When the praises go up, (Good God) the blessings come down
(The blessings come down)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(The blessings come down)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(Are you ready for your blessings?)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(Are you ready for your miracle?)
Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready, are you ready?
It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap


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Describe the unconditional love in a relationship and the desire to escape the mundane life together. [/INST]

Lyrics: My druggy, love me, when I'm ugly, hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy, I'm your hubby
Let's get lost
Let's get lost


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Reflecting on a turbulent relationship and the desire to provide comfort and healing through intimacy. [/INST]

Lyrics: Damn, I'm in so deep, girl, probably 'cause you're empty
You can't even speak (Igh), damn, your mouth so minty
Ooh, your mama hate me, daddy wouldn't let you
If he ever met me, if he ever met you
Put that shit behind us and put this in your sinus
Mine is all up in my gums, minus all that shit it's lined with
I say oh-oh-oh-oh, you been scratchin', you been fiendin'
I'ma fix you, I'ma fuck you, I'ma get rid of them demons
It's my


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Write a playful, catchy song about the unique bond between two people who support and uplift each other, using metaphorical language to describe their connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: My druggy, when I'm ugly, hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy, I'm your hubby
Let's get lost, let's get lost


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A woman falls in love but it doesn't work out. She meets her match in the narrator, but their relationship is complicated and they each bring out different aspects of each other's personalities. They dance for each other and get lost in each other, but ultimately both have to find themselves separately. [/INST]

Lyrics: Damn, I need a minute, aight, leggo
She fell in love, it fell apart, aight, let go
She met her match, I let her match
She lit her match, she let me smoke
Yeah, me mad petty, yeah, me bogus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, me know
Yeah, she knew too (Igh), it made her love it
Her pussy like me, her heart like, "Fuck it"
So dance for daddy like Gator
Ain't no partners on this trip
And lose yourself in my room
And find yourself in my grip
I'm sayin'
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My druggy, when I'm ugly, hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy, I'm your hubby
Let's get lost, let's get lost


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Write a song about a woman who escapes into a world of fantasy, where she finds comfort and validation through her relationships, despite her struggles with mental health and the consequences of her choices. [/INST]

Lyrics: I blessed myself inside your arms one day
Swear to God there I was when the dress
And the silver buttons fade away
Miss Mary Mattress, geriatrics
Fuck me into open caskets, I wanna die with this
I wanna stop seeing my psychiatrist
She said "Pill pop, baby girl, 'cause I promise you, you tweaked
The empty bottled loneliness, this happiness you seek
The masochism that you preach
Practice backflips, tragic actress
On a movie with no screen
When the only time he loves me is naked in my dreams


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Write a song expressing the desire for a partner to be there for you during both good and bad times, using playful language and unique expressions. [/INST]

Lyrics: My druggy, when I'm ugly, hug me
When I'm bummy, scummy, I'm your hubby
Let's get lost, let's get lost
Igh


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A rapper, striving to be a role model for his daughter, discusses his journey through fame, staying true to his roots, and making an impact on the world, while also mentioning his relationship with OVO and his interactions with other figures in the industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got my city doing front flips
When every father, mayor, rapper jump ship
I guess that's why they call it where I stay
Clean up the streets so my daughter can have somewhere to play
I'm the blueprint to a real man
Some of these niggas toss they tassel for a deal, man
I ain't goin' to hell or to Hillman
Ah, ah, ah, ah for my real fans
I got caught up with a little Xan
Couldn't stop me, but it slowed me, though
Yeah, a nigga famous, you don't know me though
But every DJ still play me, though
Damn, I don't even need a radio
And my new shit sound like a rodeo
Got the old folks dancing the do-si-do
'Til they fuck around, sign me to OVO
Ooh, I just might share my next one with Keef
Got the industry in disbelief, they be asking for beef
This what it sound like when God split a atom with me
I even had Steve giving out apples for free


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Write a song about feeling protected and confident in a thriving city, inspired by a popular slang phrase and surrounded by friends and angels [/INST]

Lyrics: 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
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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 angels


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Reminiscing on the past and the changes life has brought, the singer reflects on their childhood, friendships, and experiences in their local community, while also addressing their growth and personal identity. [/INST]

Lyrics: I ain't change my number since the seventh grade
This for my day one, ten years, seven days
A week, niggas never tired on they Kevin Gates
And if they rest in peace, they bunny hopping Heaven's gates
It's too many young angels on the southside
Got us scared to let our grandmamas outside
You gon' make me take the campers way downtown
You gon' make me turn my BM to my housewife
I just had a growth spurt
It done took so long, my tippy toes hurt
You can keep the nose ring, I don't have to soul search
I'm still at my old church, only ever sold merch
Grandma say I'm Kosher, mama say I'm culture
GCI, 107.5, angel goin' live
Power 92, angel, juke, angel gon' juke
GCI, 107.5, goin' live
Power 92, angel gon' juke, juke, juke, juke


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A person is questioning the identity of someone they encounter, while also asserting their own power and protection with the help of angels. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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
To see grown folks do what grown folks do when they grown and they dating
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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


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A group of friends at a party, enjoying a fun night and reminiscing about past gatherings. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A singer discussing their lifestyle of traveling, having casual encounters, and being focused on their goals. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Someone is having a night out at a bar, indulging in alcoholic beverages and feeling the effects of their choices. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A person who has been drinking all night, feeling the effects of alcohol, tries to get into a place or socialize. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Consider the significance of interconnectedness and the idea that everyone is important to someone in the world. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A person grappling with their identity and challenging circumstances, while finding solace and strength in the love of others. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Everyone has a purpose and is connected to someone else in this world; no one is truly insignificant. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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In the event of my final performance, I want it to be meaningful and resemble the timeless quality of a Prince song. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Rap about your favorite part of a song, the energy it brings, and your love for the lyrics. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Write lyrics about a confident, trendy individual who enjoys blasting their favorite music in the car. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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Write a song about a confident, stylish individual who enjoys various vices and has a unique taste in music. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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!


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Imagine a song about dancing, repeating fun moves, and going back in time or space to revisit a beloved moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A song about perseverance and the feeling of accomplishment when reaching one's goals after years of hard work and dedication. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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Imagining overcoming a challenging situation, despite the uncertainties and fears, through personal resilience and support. [/INST]

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


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Two stoners discuss a recent purchase of a new bong and reminisce about their previous smoking experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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?


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Write a fun and catchy song about someone who is trying to stand out in a crowd and make a name for themselves. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A song expressing strong dislike and frustration towards a person or situation [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Express gratitude for someone's accomplishments and support, and assure them that you're proud of them and will continue to help them. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Think of a moment when you feel joy and connection with someone, and emphasize the positive feelings and experiences associated with that moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Write a song reflecting on family, the past, and ambition, while incorporating references to television shows, music, and personal experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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). [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Imagine you're an adventurer who dreams of reaching a paradisiacal destination after taking a leap of faith. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Imagine you have the ability to fly and the destination you would reach upon doing so. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: I believe, I believe, I believe
Somewhere in paradise
I believe, I believe, I believe
Somewhere in paradise
I believe, I believe, I believe


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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Recall a time from childhood when the summers seemed to last forever, and the carefree, blissful feeling of that period. [/INST]

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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Write a song about reminiscing on the carefree summers of childhood and wanting to hold on to those memories as you grow older. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Recall a time when summers seemed endless and cherish those memories as time flies by. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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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Reflecting on childhood memories, particularly the feeling of extended summers, and the desire to maintain that feeling of timelessness as life moves forward. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Reflect on the journey of life, from missed workouts and purchasing a home, to starting a family and hoping everything turns out well. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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Create a song about accomplishing daily tasks with enthusiasm and efficiency, using familiar expressions and phrases. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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Write a song that features metaphorical comparisons, playful double entendres, and a catchy chorus with repetition. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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A fun, catchy song that highlights the everyday experiences of handling groceries, enjoying beverages, and managing a variety of personal items. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Write a song about young people who are learning martial arts, embracing their unique features, and being confident in their skin. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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!


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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. [/INST]

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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Write a song about embracing personal identity, staying true to oneself, and being unafraid to stand out in the crowd. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A song describing the feeling of experiencing the best possible moment or situation, with no room for improvement. [/INST]

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


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Reflecting on a moment that brings immense joy and satisfaction [/INST]

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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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Describe the feeling of achieving the best possible moment or situation, emphasizing that it's unparalleled and unreachable. [/INST]

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


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Write a song that describes an individual's appearance and possessions, including a unique and unconventional chain. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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In a moment of spontaneity, two people decide to take a chance on their newfound love, feeling a strong, almost irresistible connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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A song about self-doubt, self-discovery, and overcoming adversity, with the theme of possibility and belief in oneself. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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)


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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!


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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


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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. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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!


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In a boastful song, a rapper compares their partner to others, insinuating their significant other is better than what others have. [/INST]

Lyrics: 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