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Reflect on the cycle of violence in the streets, specifically the impact it has on young people, and the consequences of living in a dangerous environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: "Murder, murder, my mind state," shit ain't changed
Since my last rhyme; the crime rate ain't decline
Niggas bustin' shots like they lost they mind
Like 25 to life never crossed they mind
Tell me young nigga never learned a thang
Dead at thirteen ‘cause he yearned to bang
Sent a lot of flowers, but how could I cry?
Tried to warn the little nigga, "Either stop or die."
Mercy is for the weak, when I speak I scream
Afraid to sleep, I'm havin' crazy dreams
Vivid pictures of my enemies, family times
God forgive me ‘cause it's wrong, but I plan to die
Either take me in Heaven and understand I was a G
Did the best I could, raised in insanity
Or send me to Hell, ‘cause I ain't beggin' for my life
Ain't nothin' worse than this cursed-ass hopeless life
I'm troublesome
La la la la, la, la
La, la-la la, lahhh
Bye bye, bye bye
All you niggas die


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A rapper is giving a shout-out to his producer, Mo Bee, and urging him to create a beat that sets the tone for the song. The rapper also wants the listeners to show their support by throwing up a certain finger in the air. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yo, Mo Bee, mayn, drop that shit!
You know what time
Boo-yaow! I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh, throw up that finger!
Hey yo, throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style, baby, thug style, y'know?


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Write a song about a person who feels inadequate because they cannot provide what someone else desires, in this case, financial stability. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know you've been searching for someone
To make you happy and get the job done
You say you needed a man with money
But I can't be there, and will you still care?


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A woman ponders if her partner will continue to love and support her even if they cannot provide the financial stability she desires. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know you've been searchin' for someone
To make you happy and get the job done
You say you needed a man with money
But I can't be there, and will you still care?


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A song about the strong bond of friendship, highlighting that the person has never had a friend like the singer. [/INST]

Lyrics: Never!
You ain't never had a friend like me!
Believe that!
'Cause you ain't never had a friend like me!


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Imagine a character who believes they are invincible with their loyal friend, who defends their actions and brags about their undying friendship. They challenge their foes while reassuring their friend that they have never had someone like them before. The song is a celebration of their unwavering bond, emphasizing their power as a team. [/INST]

Lyrics: Come after us, best be complete
My enemies your enemies
'Cause you ain't ever had a friend like me
Nobody knows where we'll be
My enemies your enemies
'Cause you ain't never had a friend like me
Come after us, best be complete
My enemies your enemies
'Cause you ain't ever had a friend like me
Nobody knows where we'll be
My enemies your enemies
'Cause you ain't never had a friend like me


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Think of a person who has a lot of friends, and emphasize the unique bond they have with one particular friend. [/INST]

Lyrics: Right! You ain't ever had a friend like me
'Cause you ain't ever had a friend like me
You ain't ever had a friend like me
'Cause you ain't ever had a friend like me


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Write a song lyrics about being a determined, successful individual who has faced adversity, hustling to make money, and turning to thugging as a way to cope and express themselves. [/INST]

Lyrics: To all my niggas engaged in makin' money in the fifty states
Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch
No longer livin' in fear, my pistol close in hand
Convinced that this is my year like I'm the chosen man
Give me my money and label me as a don
If niggas is havin' problems, open fire and bomb
I died and came back, I hustle with these lyrics
As if it's a game of crack, thuggin' is in my spirit
I'm lost and not knowin'
Scarred up but still flowin', energized and still goin'
Uhh, can it be fate, that makes a sick motherfucker break
On these jealous-ass cowards 'cause they evil and fake?
What will it take? Give me that bass line, I'm feelin' bomb
Death Row, baby, don't be alarmed
The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again
Represent, 'cause I've been sent, the hearts of men


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In the lyrics, a group of individuals are discussing their plan to unite and put an end to the suffering they've experienced in their lives. The song's chorus pleads for no more pain, while emphasizing the power of their unity and their connection to the hardcore mentality. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hey, DeVante
Nigga, don't you know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country?
Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room, on the same level
This shit here (Hardcore to the brain), hahahaha
Please, no more pain
(Hardcore to the brain) That's right, nigga
Hey, drop that shit, boy


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Your favorite rapper is challenging their rivals and expressing their dominance in the streets, partying with luxury drinks, weed, and boasting about their reputation. They're also warning others not to mess with them, as they're prepared to defend themselves and won't hesitate to take action. [/INST]

Lyrics: Line up my adversaries, blast on sight
And fuck your boyfriend, bitch, I want some ass tonight
You know my steelo
Alizé and Cristal, weed
Sure you heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh?
Plus all you busters is jealous
Pull your gun out and blast
I dare you niggas to open fire
I'll murder that ass
And disappear before the cops come runnin'
My Glock's spittin' rounds, niggas fallin' down, clutchin' they stomach
It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggas on the rise
Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die
Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you feel me
Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me
My only fear of death is reincarnation
Heart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation and feelin' no more pain


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In honor of the pioneers of hip-hop who laid the foundation, write a song that celebrates the old school and expresses gratitude to those who came before. [/INST]

Lyrics: Here we go; we gon' send this one out to the old school
All these motherfuckers in the Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island
Queens, and all the motherfuckers that laid it down, the foundation
Ya know what I'm sayin'? Nothin' but love for the old school
That's who we're gonna do this one for, ya feel me?


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A song reflecting on the importance of traditional values and culture in shaping a person's life and future [/INST]

Lyrics: "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"
"What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't pave the way"


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Think about a time when you were young and involved in the hip-hop culture, reminiscing about the nostalgic moments spent breakdancing, listening to classic songs, and engaging in graffiti art while trying to avoid the transit cops. [/INST]

Lyrics: Remember poppin' and lockin' to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarter
When Slick Rick was spittin' La Di Da Di
Gamin' the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties
I remember, breakdancin' to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, I'd rather hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
It ain't nuttin' like the old school!


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Create a song that expresses the feeling of being a successful music group, attracting envy from others, and being unaffected by their negative comments. [/INST]

Lyrics: Niggas out there jealous 'cause we be bailin' with Death Row
They try to playa hate, but they can't fade us though
We be mobbin' through the neighborhood, yeah
With that funky sound (So funky)
We be throwin' down


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Imagine if a character is trying to stay true to themselves and avoid the corrupting influence of money, while also warning others not to become ensnared by it. [/INST]

Lyrics: Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me
So when ya see me, nigga, you better holla at me
Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me
So when ya see me, nigga, you better holla at me
Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me
So when ya see me, nigga, you better holla at me


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Write a song about the excitement and popularity of being part of a successful music group, despite naysayers and haters who try to bring them down. [/INST]

Lyrics: Niggas out there jealous cause we be bailin' with Death Row
They try to playa hate, but they can't fade us tho'
We be mobbin' through the neighborhood, yeah
With that funky sound (so funky)
We be throwin' down


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Being cautious in the world of money and power, knowing that people might be hiding their true intentions, and warning others to be aware and not be deceived. [/INST]

Lyrics: Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me
So when ya see me, nigga, you better holla at me
You better beware where you lay
We better not find where you stay
Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me
So when ya see me, nigga, you better holla at me
You better beware where you lay
We better not find where you stay


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Imagine a song in which 2Pac tries to convince a girl with glasses, who has a boyfriend, to go out with him for lunch and promises to bring her back before her boyfriend even gets home. [/INST]

Lyrics: Whassup? It's 2Pac. Can you get away?
Let me come swoop you up
(You know I got a man)
I know you got a man, but he ain't gon' mind if I take you out
(Of course he gon' mind)
Let me take you to lunch, I'll have you back before he even get home, before anybody see
(I can't, he ain't gon' let me)
Aww c'mon! Pleeeeeease...
(Nah)
Oh aight – what's wrong with your eye?
Why you got on glasses?


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Express feelings of being overwhelmed and wanting to escape from a situation where one is trapped in a relationship or environment full of tension. [/INST]

Lyrics: So much pressure in the air (I know, I know)
And I can't get away (Just for a little while love)
I'm not happy here (I know it's hard but, can you get away?)
So much pressure in the air
(Let's go man, get up outta there, can you get away?)
And I can't get away (Do you love him?)
I'm not happy here (Do you love that man?)


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Input:
You don't have to deal with the drama and stress of an unsupportive and abusive partner. You deserve better, to be treated well and to see the world. Life has more to offer than just pain and suffering. [/INST]

Lyrics: You ain't got to go through all this drama and this stress
With this old half a man, ya know what I'm sayin'?
I ain't tryin' to put you in a position
Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything
You need, but now… he ain't even takin' care of you
He beatin' on you and shit; look how you look!
You too motherfuckin' raw to be with that nigga
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Shake that sucker to the left
Let me show you what this life is really about
Ya know what I'm sayin'? You need to be on first class
Need to be goin' to Hawaii, seein' the world
Seein' what this world got to offer you
Not goin' to, ya know what I'm sayin'?
The emergency room, gettin' stitches
‘Cause this nigga done got jealous. Don't cry, it's all good


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A person is feeling overwhelmed and unhappy in their current situation and seeks escape or comfort from a loved one. [/INST]

Lyrics: Can you take me from here?
Shake that man, get away
Can you take me from here?
I'ahhhhhm unhappy here
And I need you to show me love
Because it's so much pressure now
And I neeeeed to get awayyyheyyyeahhh


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Describe the feeling of being overwhelmed and not in control of one's life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been on the low, I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine (Who can relate? Woo)
I've been on the low, I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine


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The protagonist is feeling overwhelmed by their struggles and emotional pain, and is expressing a desire to escape their suffering through death. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't wanna be alive, I don't wanna be alive
I just wanna die today, I just wanna die
I don't wanna be alive, I don't wanna be alive
I just wanna die
And let me tell you why


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Reflect on the feelings of isolation, lack of support, and disconnection from one's surroundings, emphasizing that everyone's life is important, but no one seems to care about their own. [/INST]

Lyrics: All this other shit I'm talkin' 'bout, they think they know it
I've been praying for somebody to save me, no one's heroic
And my life don't even matter, I know it, I know it
I know I'm hurting deep down, but can't show it
I never had a place to call my own
I never had a home, ain't nobody callin' my phone
Where you been? Where you at? What's on your mind?
They say every life precious but nobody care about mine


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A song about overcoming personal struggles and embracing life, with a focus on the importance of self-awareness and holding on to hope even when the road is tough. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been on the low, I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine (Who can relate? Woo)
I've been on the low, I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine
You might also like
I want you to be alive, I want you to be alive
You don't gotta die today, you don't gotta die
I want you to be alive, I want you to be alive
You don't gotta die, now let me tell you why
It's the very first breath when your head's been drowning underwater
And it's the lightness in the air when you're there chest-to-chest with a lover
It's holding on, though the road's long, seeing light in the darkest things
And when you stare at your reflection, finally knowing who it is
I know that you'll thank God you did


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A song about self-discovery and finding purpose in life, reflecting on the past, present, and future, and realizing the importance of living in the moment to make the most of life's experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know where you been, where you are, where you goin'
I know you're the reason I believe in life
What's the day without a little night?
I'm just tryna shed a little light
It can be hard
It can be so hard
But you gotta live right now
You got everything to give right now


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In a song, the artist expresses feeling stuck and overwhelmed by life, but ultimately decides they don't want to give up or lose control of their life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been on the low, I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine (Who can relate? Woo)
I've been on the low, I been taking my time
I feel like I'm out of my mind
It feel like my life ain't mine
I finally wanna be alive, I finally wanna be alive
I don't wanna die today, I don't wanna die
I finally wanna be alive, I finally wanna be alive
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die


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A person who is struggling with pain and loneliness, but determined to keep moving forward, seeking to find their purpose and not wanting to give up. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pain don't hurt the same, I know
The lane I travel feels alone
But I'm moving 'til my legs give out
And I see my tears melt in the snow
But I don't wanna cry, I don't wanna cry anymore
I wanna feel alive, I don't even wanna die anymore
Oh, I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't even wanna die anymore


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Discussing the reasons for a son's greatness with his father, using humor and playful language to express the bond between them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Son, you know why you the greatest alive?
Why, Dad?
Because you came out of my balls, nigga
Hahahahahaha
(Roof!)


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A rapper expressing their strong determination and confidence in confronting a rival, with a focus on aggressive wordplay and a "no mercy" attitude. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck rap
Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic
Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
Leave a suicide note, fuck that
Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this
I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby
I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies


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A talented artist rises to fame, achieving success and drawing comparisons to well-known personalities such as David Blaine and David Aames. Despite criticism and naysayers, they continue to excel, leaving their mark in the industry and earning more album sales than famous musicians like Harry Styles and Katy Perry. With this newfound success, they're constantly being called by fans and haters alike, receiving numerous phone calls and messages. [/INST]

Lyrics: Levitated like I'm David Blaine
Livin' a dream like I'm David Aames
Talk all you want, we are not the same
Step in the spot, now they know the name
Sold more albums my first week than Harry Styles and Katy Perry
If that ain't a sign of the times
Then I don't know what is, man this shit is scary
'Cause bitch, I've been blowin' up like C-4
And I'm 3 for 3 like a free throw
Anybody hatin' on the boy, take a step back and then deep-throat
Now my phone blowin' up like ring
Like ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!
That Kevin Durant, I'm a champion
Check the numbers, I'm a champion
Can't sleep on the boy anymore
But the haters that love to hate gon' pop an Ambien
Star Lord, champion
Know the name, now they know the alias, that's for sure
Gave 'em 44, now here's 44 more


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A returning artist rapping about their influence and impact on the current music scene, expressing their determination to assert their presence and teach others how to act and perform. [/INST]

Lyrics: Okay I was gone for a minute but I'm back now
Sit the fuck back down
Seem like everybody nowadays Hollywood
Oh, it’s like that now?
I'ma show you mothafuckas how to act now
I'ma show 'em how to act
I'ma show 'em how to act


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A singer who has been away from the music scene for a while returns and expresses their dissatisfaction with the current trends in the industry. They vow to teach others how to behave and act properly in the entertainment world. [/INST]

Lyrics: Okay I was gone for a minute but I'm back now
Sit the fuck back down
Seem like everybody nowadays Hollywood
Oh, it's like that now?
I'ma show you mothafuckas how to act now
I'ma show 'em how to act
I'ma show 'em how to act


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In a world where animals communicate with each other, a dog describes its experiences and encounters with other dogs. [/INST]

Lyrics: Dog 'round—from a—from a—dog 'round—once a
Dog 'round—from a—from a—dog 'round—once a
Dog 'round—from a—from a—dog 'round—once a
Dog 'round—from a—from a—dog 'round—


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A song about a hardworking individual who is scared of dying alone, but is also surrounded by people constantly asking for money, and has a strong attitude towards cutting off contact with them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Work so fucking much, my greatest fear is I'ma die alone
Every diamond in my chain, yeah, that's a milestone (I'm lovin' it!)
People calling me, askin' me for money, man (Uh)
The only thing I'ma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone (Yeah)


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A father calls his grown-up son to check on him, sharing his recent experiences and family news. He wants to convey his love and support while jokingly warning him about a conspiracy theory. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hey, son, I'm sorry I missed your call today, but I was in an AA meeting. Um, a friend of mine was celebrating four years so I couldn't get you right then. And then when I did call you, you weren't able to answer or whatever. Just wonderin' how things are going. Deb and I aren't together anymore, um... Livin' on my own, you know, um... Anyway, the whole family, even the family that you don’t know, my sisters and your aunts that you've never met are very proud of you. Your cousins just love you too. Anyway, son, I love you, I just want you to know that. And just keep grindin', you know? And um, I don't wanna hear you joinin' the Illuminati 'cause then I gotta kill ya. Hm-hm, I love you, son, bye


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The narrator is expressing their feelings of being down and out, not belonging, and questioning the state of their life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I been feeling so down
I think they should know now
I think they should know what's up
That's that road I been down
I know how it go down
I know how it go now, what's up
I feel like I don’t belong
I feel like my life is wrong
I feel like I don’t know what's up
What's up, what's up
Yeah, yeah
Ayy


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I'm going through a difficult time but I need to find a way to regain my focus and positive outlook. How can I remind myself that things will be okay in the end? [/INST]

Lyrics: Hold up
Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah
Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright
You know everything is al-


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The song is about someone who is trying to regain focus and positivity in their life, and they're reminding themselves that everything is alright. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hold up
Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right, yeah
Let me get my mind, let me get my mind right
You know everything is alright (Sean Don)
You know everything is al-


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A Gotham-based superhero navigating through life with a mix of humor and danger, dealing with the pain and challenges they face, while staying true to themselves and their mission. [/INST]

Lyrics: Whippin' through Gotham
Hatin' mothafuckas, I wanna off 'em
Hella endorphins, got me livin' life to the coffin
I'm coughin', wonderin' if I'm goin' insane
Nobody knowin' my pain
But I be killin' 'cause I'm into the game
Now lookin' back, it's like ain't nothin' the same
All these Spanish women watchin' me like a novella
Hit you with a Beretta, get you wetter than a umbrella
Ain't nobody better do it like me
I know a lot of mothafuckas don't like me, prolly wanna fight me
But I just keep the peace, no need to keep a piece
I keep my enemies on a leash, capiche?
And keep it real for the people I reach


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A catchy and repetitive party anthem [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah
Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah
Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah
Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah
Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah
Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah
Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah
Uh a-ah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah yeah


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Describe a day in the life of a person who feels like they're making a lasting impact on their community, and how people will come to know their name until it eventually fades away. [/INST]

Lyrics: All day (All day), everyday (Everyday)
We was on that block until we made a way (We made a way)
Day to day, man that's the only way (Only way)
They gon' know my name until it fade away


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A song about rising to fame and success, with the chorus focusing on how the narrator's name will be remembered by people until it eventually fades away. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away, fade away
They gon' know my name until it fade—
(Way, way, way), uh, fade away
Uh, they gon' know my name until it fade away
(Okay, okay)


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In a world where war and conflict persist, seek the truth and stand up for your rights. Listen carefully to those around you, and walk confidently with your own unique rhythm. [/INST]

Lyrics: If you deal with war, backwards stay far
We're dealing with truths and rights
Come some more into my sight
(You no hear me yet?)
(Hear me live and direct)
(Walk with your tap)


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I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves
They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve
I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves
They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy


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I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God," as I feel the power and influence I have in this group. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Bitch, I run the game, y'all just commentate from the side
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Bitch, I run the game, y'all just commentate from the side
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad
I'm like...


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Create a song that expresses the theme of showing off one's success and confidence, mentioning the Forbes list and comparing the rapper's flow to a supernatural force. [/INST]

Lyrics: This-this-this-this-this the type of shit they said they really wanted
So I gave them this right here, now go get blunted
Check my last album, all y'all know I run it
Flipped the script just 'cause I could and fucking stunted
This-this-this-this-this the type of shit my life is all about
Check the Forbes list, you know I'm ballin' out
They say, "Logic, you too humble, boy, just let it out"
Fuck 'em all then, I'ma dead it now
Like oh, I think I know, I think I know
This flow, this super flow, out of control
Like whoa, this shit like whoa, I think I know
Like whoa, like, like whoa, like, like, like...
You might also like
This that flexicution
This is what the people say they wanted from the young boy
From the—from the—from the god
This that flexicution
This is what the people say they wanted from the rap god
From the—from the—from the god


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Imagine someone who is extremely confident and successful, who claims to run the game and is always doing things for their group of friends, using 'oh my god' as their reaction to the things they do. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Bitch, I run the game, y'all just commentate from the side
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Bitch, I run the game, y'all just commentate from the side
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad
I'm like...


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A confident and empowered individual expressing their dominance in a game or competition, while emphasizing their loyalty and dedication to their friends or teammates. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Bitch, I run the game, y'all just commentate from the side
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Everything I do, you know I do it for the squad
Yeah, I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Bitch, I run the game, y'all just commentate from the side
I'm like, "Oh, God, oh- oh, my God"
Everything I do, you know I do it...


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Describe a rollercoaster journey that has led you to a moment of defiance and reemergence after being absent. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
It's been a hell of a ride up (it's been a hell of a ride up)
Hell of a ride up (it's been a hell of a ride up)
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
That I've been M.I.A, but I was tied up
Till I heard you talking shit, now I'm fired up
5-0 triple 0


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RattPack and their loyalty, realness, and ballin' lifestyle [/INST]

Lyrics: Okay
It's RattPack 'til my pulse flat, we keep it real, no false rap
I got four cards and they all black, got four broads and they all that
We call that ballin', doin' this is my callin'
Flow is so appallin', my phone off and she callin', I'm like, "Yeah
What it do?" Penthouse, man, what a view
Fall back, 'cause I'm coming through with my whole team, they coming too
That's real, too real, motherfucker, tell me how you feel
I'm too good for my own good, I won't leak the album, I'll let it spill
Number one, bitch, I bet it will, do the numbers I said it will
I played the game and I'm still the same and I never changed just to get a deal


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Write a song about overcoming a difficult past and achieving success while promising to look after your family, all while enjoying the luxuries that come with making it big in the world. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bitch, I'm ballin'
Ballin', I came from nuttin' to somethin'
Like it's nuttin', yeah, you know I done it, now there's no discussion
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', I made a promise to my mama
I'ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I'm ballin', ballin', closin' million dollar deals
Catch me swervin', burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin', ballin', goin' places they never go
It ain't all about the money, but I stack it 'cause you never know


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Write a song that pays homage to various influences and friends in the music industry, while also showcasing personal style and achievements. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayo, shout out to Black Diamond
I got them Nikes on my feet as we speak, homie
Yeah
Shout out to Mac Miller


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Imagine a rapper who is always busy with their passion for rhyming, making money, and enjoying life. They love to perform at shows, hang out with beautiful women, and travel the world. They see themselves as a unique artist, like the legendary Frank Sinatra, and feel they have something special to offer the world. [/INST]

Lyrics: All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind (Sinatra)
All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind


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A struggling but ambitious rapper reflects on their life, ambitions, and experiences while riding in a car with Raheem Devaughn, passing by people and buildings, and dreaming of success and wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ugh, yeah
My name is Logic, if you don't know by now, I'm always on my grind
And at this moment in time, I’m on a road when I write this rhyme
Sitting behind Raheem Devaughn while he’s passed out
'Bout to hit the station 'fore our gas is out
Look outside the window, I see shorties with they asses out, oh my
Good god, you know we fly
Day dreaming out the window, watch how buildings pass me by
See I ain’t signed but at this point in time
I'm feeling like the 3-6-8th
Wonder of the world, just might steal your girl
All I do is rhyme and get money, that’s my repertoire
Holla at honeys, "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?"
Baby what’s the deal, have you ever heard of some shit so real?
(Cudi what up?)
You might also like
It’s going down
Feeling like a millionaire
Riding with the top down
While the rest of the world just stare


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Describe a successful and unique individual who raps, earns money, works hard, performs at shows, enjoys the company of women, travels the world, and feels they stand out from others. [/INST]

Lyrics: All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind
Al-al-al-all I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind


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A catchy song that celebrates a distinctive music style, played at house parties and enjoyed while driving. The lyrics highlight the appeal of the song, the artist's confidence, and the reaction it gets from listeners, drawing a comparison to Bobbysoxers and expressing a sense of fame and luxury. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
This is the joint that when you hear it you like, "That’s my shit!"
Maybe at a house party while you getting lit
Or while you cruising 'round town riding in a whip
One thing’s for sure, you better get all of your friends here
If a shorty like my music, then she a (Bobbysoxer)
Got a booty, know how to use it, homie, yes, I rocks her
The second I jump on a stage, I’m rocking it, ain’t nobody stoppin' it
Whoever goes on after me, I’m sorry, you ain’t topping it
It’s going down
Feeling like a millionaire
Riding with the top down
While the rest of the world just stare


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A hip-hop artist expresses their dedication to their craft and the lifestyle that comes with it, emphasizing their unique talent and the impact they have on the world. [/INST]

Lyrics: All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind
Al-al-al-all I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind


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A confident and ambitious rapper reminisces about their journey to the top, while also mentioning their personal relationships and aspirations for the future. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ever since I was a youngin I knew I’d break in the game
While you worshiped other rappers that leave you less entertained
I was strategizing before the people knew my name
Fame what I shall attain on the road to success
Bumping Jay in the H.O.V. lane
Searching for wisdom in women but only getting brain
Yo quiero dormir contigo mi amorcito
I know we fight, but that’s poquito
Unless you do me foul like a free throw, then we finito
All I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind
Al-al-al-all I do is rhyme, all I do is get this money
All I do is grind, play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine, tour the world, ain't it funny?
I'm one of a kind


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Express the intense emotions and experiences associated with the use of a certain substance or activity, and describe the feelings of being lifted up or elevated as a result. [/INST]

Lyrics: How I feel (How I feel), yeah that's how I feel (That's how I feel)
Break it down, roll it up, that's how high I feel (That's how high I feel)
How I feel (How I feel), how high I feel (How high I feel)
Down, roll it up, yeah


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Create a song that explores the internal struggle of someone with mixed racial identity, questioning their place and belonging in society, while seeking love and acceptance from their family and community. [/INST]

Lyrics: I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I’m praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child?
Tell me you love me, need me
Promise me you’ll never leave me
Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street
With a fist to match, more solid than concrete
Tell white people I’m black, feel the need to retreat
Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik
But my beautiful black brothers and sisters
Want to act like I’m adopted
Go back in time to when my nigga daddy
Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it


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Imagine a singer amazed and delighted by the unexpected, yet wonderful, sight of a beautiful sunset. [/INST]

Lyrics: My oh my (My oh my)
Oh my (My oh my)
I said oh my (Oh my)


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A person struggling with feelings of guilt, uncertainty, and loneliness, yet seeking comfort and solace in their own home, where they can create, express their emotions, and find some relief from the overwhelming intensity of their emotions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Feeling innocent in a sense has got me feeling on the fence
And all this shit is so intense
Don’t wanna go to this event
Just wanna stay home and invent
And somehow, yeah, that let me vent
I’m taking shots and drinking liquor
But that shit don’t make a dent in how I’m feeling
And yes I’m willing to keep chilling on this shit
I know there's someone out there far away
Who's feeling all this shit
And yes I know that when I’m low
There's so much further I can go
And so I look up to the sky
Oh my, oh my
(Oh my, oh my) Oh my, oh my
(Oh my, oh my) Oh my, oh my
(Oh my, oh my) Oh my, oh my
(I said oh)


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Think about a time when you were so fascinated by someone, and no matter what you did, they were always in your thoughts. [/INST]

Lyrics: Sometimes I can’t get you out of my mind
Baby, no I just can’t find, I just can’t find
Such a beautiful state of mind
Beautiful state of mind, such a beautiful state of mind
Beautiful state of mind
Sometimes everyday right on time
But right now in my mind
It feels like I'm living on borrowed time


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A fun and nostalgic song, evoking memories of the 90s, with an energetic rhythm and catchy lyrics that celebrate the 9-to-5 work life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah yeah, what up Bobby
Like goddamn, like goddamn
This that 9-5 shit right here
Take 'em back to the 90s!
Like goddamn, like goddamn
Yo yo yo yo yo, yo yo yo


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A fun, energetic rap song about a confident and successful rapper, their friendship with another famous rapper, and their experiences in the club with women. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayo, fuck all that, it's the fat young Jesus; flow prestigious
Stackin' money and playin' the field man like Regis
Better believe us or leave us
Grabbin' your bitch's cleavage like, "woo-hah"
I went from surveyin' to Super Saiyan slayin' the man
Bitches want an autograph
I sign them titties in crayon, like goddamn!
It's me and B-I-G L-N-B-O cookin' like chemists
It's me and B-I, B-I, B-I-G L-N-B-O, L-N-B-O
Posted in the club in baggy jeans and a beanie
Sippin' on a martini, takin' my pick at bitches like eenie meenie
I'm unscannable, young cannibal, eat wack MCs like Hannibal
'Cause Joe Pesci's my spirit animal


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A young person is living life to the fullest in their neighborhood, enjoying time with their friends, especially Nikki, and cruising around in a nice car filled with cash. [/INST]

Lyrics: Livin' good, I've been livin' good
Rollin' through my hood, understood (Yeah)
Just a youngin in this bitch up to no good (Yeah)
In the whip, every day with Nikki, she be riding with me (Yeah)
Never trip, rolling through my city with hundreds and fifties (Yeah)


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A song that talks about two friends who have been through thick and thin together, even before they achieved fame, and their unwavering loyalty to each other. [/INST]

Lyrics: Out the blue, like a Crip
But I never bang, no, they know
We've been at it way before the fame, ho
(Way before the fame, yeah-yeah)
We've been at it way before the fame, ho
(Way before the...)
We've been at it way before the fame, psych


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Write a song expressing the artist's journey in the music industry, emphasizing their determination to stay true to themselves and their roots, while also addressing the expectations and pressures that come with fame and success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Take a trip, little trip, life is what you make of it (Yeah-yeah)
I've been focused on this music, can't fuck with no basic bitch
Let me switch, the flow up, the flow up a little bit (Yeah-yeah)
No I ain't just tryna hit, hit, get with this (Nah, nah)
Bounce if you really 'bout it, but I doubt it, yes I do (If you 'bout it)
Seems like all this new shit really just leftover residue
I'm coming through, if I see your bitch I bet she coming too
What it do, we ain't never switch it up, we keep it true
You might also like
Out the blue, like a Crip
But I never bang though
They know, we've been at it way before the fame, ho
(Way before the...) (Yeah)
Way before the fame, ho
(Way before the...) (Yeah)
At it way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)


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A song that celebrates the camaraderie and loyalty of friends before achieving fame, reflecting on the days when they used to ride together and pop bottles with each other. [/INST]

Lyrics: Way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the, at it way before the fame (Bounce)
(Ridin' with my homies that be down with me)
Way before the fame, at it way before the fame
(Pop bottles with my homies that be down with me)
We've been at it way before the fame
(Ridin' with my homies that be down with me)
We've been at it way before, way before the fame
(Pop bottles with my homies that be down with me)


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Think about a song that emphasizes the importance of loyalty and friendship, focusing on the experiences and successes that came before fame. Consider the song's production and the locations where it was recorded, such as a studio in Los Angeles, a house in the hills, and various hotels across the country. [/INST]

Lyrics: Way before the, way before the fame ho (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the fame (Bounce)
Way before the, at it way before the fame (Bounce)
(Ridin' with my homies that be down with me)
Way before the fame, at it way before the fame
(Pop bottles with my homies that be down with me)
We've been at it way before the fame
(Ridin' with my homies that be down with me)
We've been at it way before, way before the fame
(Pop bottles with my homies that be down with me)
Locations where the album was recorded include: No I.D's studio in Los Angeles, Logic's house in the hills, and various hotels across the country throughout the duration of the tour...


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The song is a reflection on the pressures and uncertainties of fame, and the desire to be a superstar, while also acknowledging the impact of one's own insecurities and the reality that everything is constantly changing. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tell me how you feel (Tell me how you feel)
I feel like the grass is green
And everything I do is unseen
But I know that’s just in my mind
I know everything is just in my mind
Do you really wanna be famous?
Do you really wanna be a superstar?
Do you really wanna get dangerous?
Do you even know where the groupies are?
Bitches out here be shameless
And I really wonder where they parents are
Look around, everything changes
It feels like I been buried alive
I
I
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I-I, buried alive
I
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Imagine you're in a situation where you're buried alive, and you're questioning if you'll make it out alive. You're constantly asking yourself if you'll survive, and you want others to know how you feel. You realize that everything you experience is just in your mind, but it still affects your perception of reality. [/INST]

Lyrics: Buried alive (Buried alive)
Will I survive? (Buried alive)
I gotta know
Know, know, know, know, know (Alive, alive)
Know, know, know, know, know, know (Alive, alive)
Know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know (Alive, alive)
Know, know, know, know, know, know (Alive, alive)
(Yeah,) I, (Yeah,) I
(Yeah,) I, (Yeah,) I
(Yeah,) I, (Yeah,) I
(Yeah,) I-I, buried alive
(Yeah,) I, (Yeah,) I
(Yeah,) I, (Yeah,) I
(Yeah,) I, (Yeah,) I
(Yeah,) I-I
Tell me how you feel (Tell me how you feel)
I feel like the grass is green
And everything I do is unseen
But I know that’s just in my mind
I know everything is just in my mind


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Describe the influences and inspiration behind an album created during a time of constant exposure to various music genres and film styles. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Let it breathe)
OutKast
A Tribe Called Quest
The Red Hot Chili Peppers
And films by
Quentin Tarantino
Were in rotation constantly
Throughout the duration
Of this album's creation...


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In a song, the artist encourages their listeners to embrace life and appreciate the present moment by feeling alive and focusing on survival in a vibrant and infectious manner. [/INST]

Lyrics: Everybody alive, everybody alive
Everybody that's listening to this feelin' alive
Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe
Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive
Everybody alive, everybody alive
Everybody that's listening to this feelin' alive
Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe
Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive
I said you gotta survive, gotta survive
Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive
Gotta survive, gotta survive (Wale though)
Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive (Yeah, RattPack, Blue Moon)


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Imagine a song that encourages people to embrace life, feel alive, and overcome challenges, with a strong emphasis on the importance of survival and the power of unity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Everybody alive, everybody alive
Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive
Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe
Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive
Everybody alive, everybody alive
Everybody that's listening to this feeling alive
Come on now feel the vibe, come on now feel the vibe
Come on now, come on now, come on now, you gotta survive
I said you gotta survive, gotta survive
Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive
Gotta survive, gotta survive
Gotta survive, I said you gotta survive


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The protagonist of this song is a notorious rapper known as "The Ripper." In this song, he shares his experiences and perspectives as he goes through life, constantly adapting and overcoming obstacles. The protagonist's actions are metaphorical, representing his strong presence and passion for his craft. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm rippin' and livin' and strivin' to kill it
The Ripper, he'll call and we'll go and he flow and you know
He pursuin' it, doin' it, movin' it, groovin' it
Stoppin' it, rockin' it, talkin' it, walkin' it
Flippin' it, rippin' it
Like the motherfuckin' script and I'm ready to go
When I buy it then break it, roll it (Daaaaaamn!)
Then lick it and smoke it, choke on it later, yeah
Slicin' emcees like Darth Vader
Decapitate a hater the second I spit it


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A song that encourages and praises the listener to embrace their energy and enthusiasm, with repetitive catchy phrases and an upbeat melody. [/INST]

Lyrics: Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)
Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)
Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)
Say hell yeah (Hell yeah!)
Say hell yeah


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Two friends discuss their experiences in different cities and their various experiences with life, including time spent in Chicago, South Central, and Maryland, as well as their encounters with people from various socioeconomic backgrounds. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayy, hey now boy?
You don't know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac
You don't know nothin' bout that Chi town
South Central with the gat gat gat
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Get the fuck up off your silver spoon


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Everyday, people are faced with choices that can lead them down the path of righteousness or to a life full of sin and corruption. Despite their misguided paths, there is hope for redemption and salvation as God's mercy is extended to them each day. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Y-Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah
"Every day that they live and breathe is extended to them!
They may be misinformed about the truth, they may be misguided— somebody has led them on the wrong path!
A path of corruption and destruction! But yet, God's mercy every day that they live is extended to them and they have another opportunity to be saved!"


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Imagine a teacher excitedly announcing the end of a school day in a catchy, memorable way to their students, incorporating a mix of enthusiasm and the repetition of key phrases. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Y-Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Y-Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah
This concludes the Under Pressure program...
Arjun Ivatury


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A rapper recounts his experiences in the club and the attention he receives from women, highlighting the thirsty behavior of some towards rappers while downplaying the importance of the musicians in the background. He also mentions his past success and acknowledges the feeling of being on top. [/INST]

Lyrics: Everybody know I be
In the club VIP, sike, not me
Old girl wanna fuck me
Yeah, she fine, I'ma give her that D
Out with the homies, I be sippin' on somethin'
Oh shit, I might need an IV, permanently, permanently
Ayy, Goddamn, these bitches is thirsty
They see a rapper but they ignore the band
I ain't talkin' 'bout musicians, you stupid bitch
Talkin' 'bout what's on my hand
Bitch, I been at and in it for a minute
This all been a part of my plan
Sold millions of records before the radio
Damn, it feel good to be the man


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A rapper talks about their experiences in the club, the attention from women, and their success in the music industry. They mention how people may think they are VIP, but it's not always true. They also discuss their long-term plans and aspirations, as well as the perks and pressures of being a successful artist. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayy, everybody know I be—
In the club VIP, sike, not me
Old girl wanna fuck me
Yeah, she fine, I'ma give her that D
Out with the homies, I be sippin' on somethin'
Oh shit, I might need an IV, permanently, permanently
Goddamn, these bitches is thirsty
They see a rapper but they ignore the band
I ain't talkin' 'bout musicians, you stupid bitch
Talkin' 'bout what's on my hand
Bitch, I been at and in it for a minute
This all been a part of my plan
Sold millions of records before the radio
Damn, it feel good to be the man
You might also like
Everybody know I be—
In the club VIP, sike, not me
Old girl wanna fuck me
Yeah, she fine, I'ma give her that D
Out with the homies, I be sippin' on somethin'
Oh shit, I might need an IV, permanently, permanently


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Bobby, be careful, your actions could leave someone ruined; your RattPack gang is always with you, and together, you all know how to do things the right way. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh no Bobby, don't do 'em like that
You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that
RattPack the gang, they all on my back
RattPack the gang, we do it like that
No, don't do 'em like that
You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that
RattPack the gang, they all on my back
RattPack the gang, we do it like that


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Reflect on the historical roots of racism and colonization, and consider the perspective of the first black and white people encountering each other, as well as the appropriation of land that followed. [/INST]

Lyrics: Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"


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Imagine a postman who's also a wise, old man with a gift for rapping. This postman is also an influential figure in the music industry, and he's ready to take on the competition. He's constantly working hard, so much so that he's been doing it all night. This postman-turned-rapper is determined to help everyone going through tough times with his music. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been feeling like a mothafuckin' postman
Sending letters to the people
All this knowledge that I got, I'm like an old man
Hold up, wait now oh man!
Let me back up in this bitch
I'm platinum in this bitch, I'm rapping in this bitch
Running the game, yeah I've been lappin' in this bitch
You know it's alright
Fuck around and they all might
Look at a brother different, I've been at it all night
I think I said it but I know I do it
This for everybody going through it


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Vibin', ridin' for so long, and feeling like an addict that hasn't had it in a minute. [/INST]

Lyrics: Like woah
Do it like woah
Do it like woah
Going through it like woah
You already know
You already know
Gotta get it like woah
In this bitch like woah
Get it like, like, like woah
Let's go—Uh, I'ma get it like woah
I get so high they wonder why no I can't go away
I gotta hold my own, know that's the only way
I've been vibin', let me guide em, I said I gotta know
I've been ridin' for so long I think that it's time to go
Feeling like an addict that ain't had it, up and at it in a minute
If it hadn't been invented, my limit wouldn't be infinite
I'm feeling like an infant in a womb, I'ma be here 'til the tomb
Lately I've been in my room
Lookin' and lookin' at records on the wall
Hold up—


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The song challenges a competitor to try their hand at Wu-Tang style, with playful banter overcoming the Shaolin shadowboxing and Wu-Tang sword styles. It also explores the idea that if their Wu-Tang sword is true, it could be dangerous, prompting a showdown between the two. [/INST]

Lyrics: En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style
I'd like to try your Wu-Tang style, let's begin, then
Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu-Tang sword style
If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang could be dangerous
Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me?
Wu-Tang!
Wu-Tang!
Wu-Tang!
Wu-Tang!


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A group of talented rappers reunite and pay tribute to a fallen member, while expressing their dominance over the music scene and challenging the current trend of mumble rap. They celebrate their strong bond, powerful lyrics, and their influence on multiple boroughs, eventually inviting another rapper to join them in performing their unique Wu-Tang style. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayo, ayo, Wu-Tang forever, who rhyme better?
We too clever, the boom bap's back, harder than ever
R.I.P. O.D.B, comin' through like Killa Bee
Ever since I heard Enter the 36 in '93
You cannot defeat my Wu-Tang style, I leave 'em all dismembered
Fuck a mumble rap, that shit won't never be remembered
Not even a contender, no, pretender, best surrender
My agenda is killin' shit, they feelin' this (Sinatra)
Yeah, we live and thorough
Assassinatin' every single muthafuckin' borough
From Staten to Brooklyn to Queens, the Bronx and Harlem
All the way to Maryland, yeah, we comin' for all 'em
Bobby Tarantino to the Digital
My shit is pivotal, smokin' chronic, no medicinal
Who you know assemble the Clan like Voltron?
The one and only Logic, the God, the don, I'm gone
You might also like
Ay-yo, Logic, what up?
We gon' let these muthafuckas try this Wu-Tang style


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A confident rapper enters a room and describes himself and his crew as intelligent, well-dressed, and successful individuals. They have unique qualities and habits that make them stand out from others. The rapper boasts about the luxurious lifestyle they live, the connections they have, and the powerful resources they possess. The crew is so close-knit and united that they refer to each other as soulmates. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yo, yo, yo, yo, kaboom!
Guess who stepped in the room
It's Ghostface, gold plates, old truths, more cake
Intelligent brothers with nine hoods, movin' snowflakes
Guillotine your head, last scene in the showcase
Push weight, this Colgate, tre-eights and old gates
Exfoliate those we most hate, we don't associate
We wear robes that you can't even pronunciate
We eat foods where you can't even pronounce you ate
Cribs where the floor just rises up and rotates
Locations low-key, can't even locate
Twin nina sisters with the beam, we all soulmates
Team makin' us so much cream, we bought gold plates


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A song about a group that is confident in their skills and influence, confronting challenges and naysayers with energy and humor, while also reflecting on their humble beginnings and unique perspectives. [/INST]

Lyrics: Boom bap blast'll blow your sleeves off
Our Flashback Jacks are somethin' to feed off
Smoke and roast ya, the No. 9 Potion
Pull that shit, son, we open the ocean
Who gives a fuck who's snortin' and drinkin' and smokin'?
You get killed for jokin', everybody's hopin'
That's another level of emotion
Food stamps niggas doin' grocery
Police wanna grope me
Perp walk, then nigga street-talk
We bury niggas in sea salt
I carry the torch where I leave off
I'm givin' bitches somethin' to breathe on
I rip off a shoulder to lean on
It's fair game, it's two in a lane, she took two trains
And none of my rhymes is two and the same
Nigga get cooked on a open flame
I'm a hillbilly, Park Hill-trained


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A rapper from a remote mountain town describes their unique rhymes, inspired by the Wu-Tang Clan's style, and how they are constantly progressing. They mention their growing fan base and the difficulty they face to maintain their originality and authenticity in a world of imitators. [/INST]

Lyrics: My rhyme starts riots in the mountains
Thirty-six million and countin'
The harder they come, the harder I go
Loosen up my arms, can I get comfortable?
Stay on my tip-toes, old-school Wu beat
This is a flip-phone, dude, your slips showin'
Where I come from it stays snowin'
The grammar is raw, I'm slammin' the door
Beez bang bong in your jaw
I hit 'em in the head with the hammer of Thor
Stars and bars, makes me a general
Anything less, makes me a criminal
Gotta dig deep for these Wu-Tang minerals


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Write a song about a martial arts master from Brooklyn, who teaches wisdom and strength through their lyrics, and is a member of the Wu-Tang Clan. [/INST]

Lyrics: G.O.D., shadowbox with the L.O.G.I.C
On the count of three, Wu-Tang
First, master your breathin'
I'm mental ass-whoopin', I'm teachin' when I'm speakin'
I'm a champion from Brooklyn
I'm movin' super-ninjas and Shaolin executioners
Avenger, a righteous defender
Grandmaster from the 36th Chamber
Toad style is mentally strong, so strengthen your arms
To hold my microphone you need iron palms
Remain calm, Jamel Irief
Wise chief, Wu-Tang poison clansman from the east, yeah


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Imagine a world where everyone shares a single, universal mind, and thoughts are expressed in a unique rhyme. Explore the complexities of this world and its inhabitants, who think logically and express themselves through creative and intricate language. Delve into the fascinating architecture and the ancient wonders of the Incas. [/INST]

Lyrics: Enter a world of a universal mind of one kind
A thick swarm of words that's expressed in one rhyme
Food for thought, impossible sliders with the seasoning Regardless, I speak logic—clear reasoning
The uncivilized, get the mineral lines, quartz
Self-directed, calculated, controlled thoughts
A point-of-view of the thinkers
Monumental architecture, amazing as the Incas


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Describe a situation where a group of people is gathered in a secret facility, but everything is calm and nothing is moving or happening, while emphasizing the importance of maintaining the secrecy of the location and avoiding any casualties. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Sinatra) (Wu-Tang)
W.T.C., ah-ha
The faculty
Ain't nothin' goin' on, don't nothin' move
Nobody slide, nobody get hurt


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I'd like to challenge you to a friendly duel using our respective martial arts skills and techniques from the Shaolin and Wu Tang clans. Let's see who comes out on top! [/INST]

Lyrics: En garde, I'll let you try my Wu tang style
I'd like to try your Wu tang style, let's begin, then
Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu tang sword style
If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu Tang could be dangerous
Do you think your Wu Tang sword can defeat me?


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A celebration of a friend named Bobby and a catchy adlib, with the song's energy building through enthusiastic repetition and excitement. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lemme shout out Bobby, 'cause 6ix in there like
"Oh my goodness"
Nah, I just did that for the adlib—keep that (Squad!)
Yeah, oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my God!
Yeah, keep all that shit, and this...
I'm like, oh my goodness, oh my—
And this, here we go, here we GO!
Yeah, yeah!


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A song about someone who feels like they're bringing positivity into their life, despite any struggles or challenges they've faced, and warning those around them to keep up with their energetic and assertive attitude. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm like, oh my goodness, oh my goodness
Oh my God, I'm coming with the goodness
Acting like I ain't been in it
Like I ain't been pushing my limit
Hold up, wait up, get your weight up!
P-L-P but fuck around get the fade up
They shit is made up, straight up!


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A song addressing personal growth and standing up against negativity and haters, while also highlighting the success and determination of the artist, who refuses to be held back. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm like, oh my goodness, oh my goodness
Oh my God, I'm coming with the goodness
Acting like I ain't been in it
Like I ain't been pushing my limit
Hold up, wait up, get your weight up!
P-L-P but fuck around get the fade up
They shit is made up, straight up!
Yeah, it's that Flexicution, I want retribution
Y'all gone fuck around and make me wake up Lucian
And I don't think y'all ready for the revolution
Boy your shit is pollution, Logic got the solution
Motherfuckers used to hate us, now they sayin' that they made us
Everyone know I'm the greatest
Tell 'em, "Title your album, A Fish Outta Water"
Cause that shit be floppin'—You fuckin' suck...
Number 1 my shit droppin', love it or hate it, they know the name
They know the name cause it's poppin'
Dropped 2 million on my new crib
Now nobody but God can stop us!


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The narrator is expressing their excitement and awe at something they've experienced, using repetitive phrases and mentioning a connection to Jurassic Park. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness
Oh my goodness, oh my God
I'm like, oh my goodness
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness
Oh my goodness, oh my God
I'm like, oh my goodness
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness
Oh my goodness, oh my God
Fuck, Jurassic Park... lit


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Write a song about someone feeling indifferent towards a former lover who tried to reconnect with them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know that you think this song is for you
I used to long for you and adore you
My life was just fine way back before you
Now when you reach out I just ignore you


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Write a song about a bitter breakup where the lyrics emphasize that the song isn't a love song, but rather a farewell to someone who has wronged the singer for a long time. [/INST]

Lyrics: 'Cause this ain't a love song (Whoa)
This is, "So long"
You did me so wrong for so long
For so long, for so long


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A person lamenting the end of a relationship where their ex-partner was selfish and demanding. [/INST]

Lyrics: No, I never thought I could live my life without you
All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you


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A person feeling neglected and questioning their partner's understanding and feelings towards them. [/INST]

Lyrics: And so I doubt you
I doubt you even know what's on my mind
I said, I doubt you
I doubt you even know why I left you behind


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Imagine a world filled with flying cars and endless possibilities where everyone has a home, even on Mars. This world is where the city of stars resides, a place where dreams come true. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
I know that I've been living
In the city of stars, where there's flying cars
A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
In the city of stars, where there's flying cars
A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars
You might also like
This ain't a love song (Whoa)
This is, "So long"
You did me so wrong for so long
For so long, for so long


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The narrator is expressing their contentment and happiness with their life, but they also acknowledge that they sometimes feel lonely or wish for the presence of someone they love. The lyrics emphasize the importance of being good to oneself and appreciating the moments of happiness in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Everything is fine, everything is so fine
Everything is fine, everything is so fine
'Cause I’m good, so good
'Cause I’m good, so good, so good
I wish you would, I wish you would
I wish you would, I wish you would
I wish you would, this is my life
This is my all, this is my all
And now I’m happy, right now I’m happy, but sometimes


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A song about overcoming emotional struggles and finding comfort in remembering the basics, with a focus on perseverance and acknowledging the hardships faced in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I’ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I’ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for a sign right now
To the good old Lord
I’ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I’ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for a sign right now
To the good old Lord
I'ma bring it back to the basics
Nobody can erase it
People in the street going ape shit
Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit
Why nobody wanna say:
I been living with this everyday
Why nobody wanna say:
Everything will be ok
I'ma bring it back to the basics
Everything will be okay
I remember somehow, someway
I remember somehow, someway
I remember somehow, someway
I remember somehow, someway


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Reflect on the challenges and rewards of pursuing a dream, the importance of camaraderie and loyalty, and the changes that come with success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Me and my team gotta intervene
What's the point of living if you ain't living a dream?
We live in a world where everybody want everything
Everybody want a better thing
Tryna fool ya like it's picture perfect but it's just the editing
Man, the game been waiting for a better king
I've been posted with my Queen like Coretta King
Screaming "Money ain't a thing", cause it ain't
Man, I never knew that living out a dream
Meant living out a suitcase, I've been working at a new pace
So much money on the road I ain't even had a minute
Not a single second chilling in my new place
Motherfuckers getting two-faced
Cause a brother finally eating
Not to mention everybody gettin' two plates
You know I only got two traits
Drop hits, get money—run it


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Write a song that encourages and supports someone to be confident and embrace their individuality. [/INST]

Lyrics: You—you, you
You—you, you, you, you, you
You, you—you
You—you, you, you, you, you
You—you, you, you, you, you
You, you—you
You—you, you, you, you, you
Warm it up, warm it up
Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up
Warm it up, warm it up
Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up


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Contemplate the power and importance of 'You' in your life. [/INST]

Lyrics: You—you, you
You—you, you, you, you, you
You, you—you
You—you, you, you, you, you
You—you, you, you, you, you
You, you—you
You—you, you, you, you, you


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Describe a person's life, highlighting the constant influence of the materialistic world and their choices, using repetitive and controversial language. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed
Everywhere I look a killing spree
All the things they wanted me to be
Is all the things that I turned out to be
Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed
Everywhere I look a killing spree
All the things they wanted me to be
Is everything that I like, like, like, like
Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed
Everywhere I look a killing spree
All the things they wanted me to be
Is all the things that I turned out to be
Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed
Everywhere I look a killing spree
All the things they wanted me to be
Is everything that I like, like, like, like


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A song celebrating the influence of two legendary musicians, J Dilla and Erykah Badu, and their impact on hip-hop culture, while also incorporating references to the relaxation and creativity-inducing effects of the Indica strain of marijuana. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, SlayDro!
This that J Dilla right here
Badu, Indica Badu
Yeah, that's right...


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Imagine a carefree day spent cruising through the city with close friends, indulging in the pleasures of life, and taking a moment to enjoy the simple things like money, good drinks, and the company of a strong, independent woman. Amidst the challenges and haters, the lyrics convey the desire to let go of anger, learn from life's lessons, and push forward with determination and a positive outlook. [/INST]

Lyrics: Riding 'round the city with my homies, blowing trees
Wavy like the Seven Seas, living life, let me get it right
Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful independent woman that's finna make you wait to smash
Come now, let me count this cash
Come now, let me sip this flask
Pockets fat like shawty ass
Jump in the whip, gotta get this gas
Put that shit in drive, I'm live like ammunition
No permission needed, I proceeded to accelerate
Had days with hella hate, but gotta let that anger migrate
All this shit that's on my plate
That food for thought that can't be bought
But only taught, and on the real, know


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A song about a young man enjoying the high from smoking marijuana while hanging out with his friends, emphasizing the significance of his weed supplier and sharing the experience with his homies. [/INST]

Lyrics: I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it
I can't get much higher, been smoking that fire
Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me
Know that I can't get much higher, word to my supplier
While you break it, roll it, light it, use that fire, ignite it
I can't get much higher—
Yeah, and if you don't know by now—I smoke weed!
"Hahahaha," how Wiz gonna give me the verse
He ain't gonna give me the laugh though?
"Hahahaha," that shit iconic
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Indica Badu


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The ups and downs of fame, balancing life in the spotlight, and navigating relationships while confronting fears and staying true to oneself. [/INST]

Lyrics: Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing
One day you're on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
Feel like my mind gone but I'm still here
Don't fuck around cause they kill here
This music, it kill fear
I use it, when I need to hear
Been there, done that
Drop the shit, they gon' run it back
Simple shit, man I'm done with that
Fake rap, take it back
My chain heavy, got a lot of money
My bitch bad, have fun with that
I've been there and don't want it back
If I see the bitch I might run it back
Cause I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it


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What's your motivation? Find your passion and live life to the fullest, even when facing challenges. Embrace the ups and downs, and enjoy the journey. [/INST]

Lyrics: So what now? (So what now?)
Let's get down—let's get drowned, on this vision
My division is the greatest that's around
Feel the vibe (feel the vibe)
This is where I'ma be for as long as I'm alive
I could vibe with this, fuck around and die for this
But would you ride for this? Better ride, no lie for this
They say "what's your motivation?"
Cutting these records like back in the basement
Boy, fuck a vacation
We do this for love, not no validation
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Living like this is so crazy, this world is amazing
One day you're on top and the next she having your baby
Living life like this I get down, uh, when they come around, uh
I do my best to fall back and not, not make a sound
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long
I'm gone, so long, I'm gone, so long, I'm gone
Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it
Drink, smoke, vibe, fuck, chill, drive, talk, think about it


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A confident and ambitious individual expresses their success in various aspects of life, using sport and cooking metaphors to emphasize their skill and competence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I've been killin' this shit
Yeah, I've been hard in the paint, not a single assist
Yeah, I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah, I've been cookin' that shit, now they fuckin' with this
Yeah, I've been killin' this shit
Yeah, I've been hard in the paint, not a single assist
Yeah, I've been flickin' that wrist
Yeah, I've been cookin' that shit, now they fuckin' with this
Yeah, I've been, yeah I've been killin' this, killin' this shit
Yeah, I've been flickin' that, flickin' that wrist
Yeah, I've been killin' this, cookin' that
Killin' this, flickin' that wrist
Yeah, I've killin' this shit
Yeah, I've hard in the paint, not a single assist
Yeah, I've flickin' that wrist
Yeah, I've cookin' that shit, now they fuckin' with this


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A rapper from the East Coast reminisces about their early days in the music industry, reflecting on their journey and how they've evolved since then. They emphasize the importance of authenticity in music, particularly Hip Hop and Rap, and express their passion for creating unique, non-basic music. [/INST]

Lyrics: Living life on the East Coast
Way back in the day trying to beat most
Anybody that wanna do what I do
Well let me keep it one hunnid with you
It ain't about that; ain't about Hip Hop, ain't about Rap
Take a minute, hold up, wait, now use your cap
Chicago, know I'ma snap
Nah, this ain't no basic rap


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A person reflecting on their elevated status or success, and how others might be curious or envious about their rise in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: And so they wonder who am I—so high (So high)
I said they wonder who am I—so high


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A group of astronauts is approaching a distant planet, and they discuss the possibility of encountering a dangerous creature during their mission. [/INST]

Lyrics: Surface contact in 400 meters...
Time of day is 6:28 Constant Meridian
Oxygen: 100%
Temperature is 17 degrees Celsius
Man... what are the chances that there's some big-ass creature out there that's going to eat us?
100%
(Laughter)


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What Tarantino film do you think Logic, a rapper, would be drawn to because of his unique style and storytelling in his music? [/INST]

Lyrics: Clear skies—
Kai, which Tarantino film do you think Logic liked best?
I would definitely have to probably have to say Kill Bill
Man, stylistically he's like—what’s the name of that bitch? The lead character? I forgot her name, but he's like that bitch—with like some Kung-Fu shit he's like with his raps. It's fucking crazy!
You know in—in Pulp Fiction I mean—the way Tarantino constructed his shots, it's the same feel for me with his raps you know? There's thought behind it...
No, I could see that, I could see that but...
But nah man, fuck that man! Kill Bill was the shit!!
Especially like knives throwing and dodging and shit—and then fucking hot chicks fucking fighting each other and cutting each other's heads off! What the fuck is that?!


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A high-stakes countdown in a high-energy, adrenaline-fueled race or competition. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, can't beat that at all...
Surface contact in:
10... 9... 8... 7... 6...
5... 4... 3... 2... 1!


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A lawyer named Paul Rothenberg finds himself in a unique situation where he must use his expertise in the field of law to confirm the legitimacy of a controversial statement made by a famous rapper, claiming that "Logic is motherfucking paid. [/INST]

Lyrics: My name is Paul Rothenberg, Attorney of Law...
And I hereby ratify and confirm that Logic is motherfucking paid


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A confident and successful rapper discusses his rise to fame, loyalty to his friends, and the importance of trusting only those who have supported him from the beginning. [/INST]

Lyrics: Can't nothin' stop me, I'm on a roll (I'm on a roll!)
Always on time 'cause my eyes is on my Rollie-olex
I don't trust nobody, oh no (No, no, no!)
I don't trust nobody, put my homies on the payroll
Fuck with me now or you'll never know (Never know!)
If you weren't with me, in the beginning, you get no love (No love!)
My name Bobby Tarantino (Tarantino! Yeah)
Logic ain't here right now, leave a message if you want, ho


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Write a song about the importance of patience and perseverance, encouraging listeners to stay strong and hold on during difficult times. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lord willin', make a difference
Lord willin'—uh, Lord willin'
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I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again
And I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
I don't understand what's happening
And so I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again
And I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
I don't understand what's happening
So I tell em—


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In a song, a character is trying to guide and reassure their friends amidst a confusing and uncertain situation, continually urging them to "hold on" and stay strong. [/INST]

Lyrics: I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again
And I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
I don't understand what's happening
And so I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
And yeah you know that I gotta bring it back again
And I tell 'em, "Hold on" (Hold on)
I don't understand what's happening
So I tell em—


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A catchy and repetitive song about taking risks and the dangers of life, set in two different locations (east side and west side), with a humorous twist. [/INST]

Lyrics: East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows
Everyone knows, everyone knows
East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows
Everyone knows, everyone knows deez nuts


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Explain the hardships and sacrifices made in pursuit of a dream or goal. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tell me what you know about forty days, forty nights
No lights, all for this
Tell me what you know about sleeping outside
No ride in the wintertime, all for this
Tell me what you know about commas in the bank
Lookin' in the mirror, yeah, I did all of this
X you out, you get solved with this
Everybody know I...


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Create a song that pays tribute to Mac Miller's music, specifically his "Young Sinatra" series, while reflecting on the impact of his death and the passage of time since his last album. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's that Young Sinatra IV shit right here
(Rest in peace Mac Miller)
It's been like 10 years
Here we go (Yeah)


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A tribute to Mac, who inspired a rapper to start their career and influenced their music style, mentioning specific songs and the first mixtape's title, 'Young Sinatra. [/INST]

Lyrics: We love and m -iss you, Mac
For those of y'all who don't know man, Mac is the whole reason that I started doing this Young Sinatra shit. I remember I loved Lord Finesse, all the shit he did with DITC, Diggin in the Crates. "Hip to the Game", one of like—one of the illest beats ever and I remember when Mac flipped that shit for Kool-Aid and Frozen Pizza—I thought it was the dopest shit man. Mac showed me that I could just do it all on my own—me and all my boys, all my homies— and if it wasn't for him killing that beat I would have never got on that beat for my very first mixtape Young Broke and Infamous. Damn... that's like 2010. And I titled the track "Young Sinatra." And that was the birth of all this shit. So, thank you, I appreciate you, love you and miss you, yeah
Yeah, we just some motherfuckin' kids


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Create a song intro featuring 75 contributors with a confident, bold, and empowering tone. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, maybe this should just be the intro, like this
That's it, squad, bitch


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Discussing the rise to success of an individual or group, despite the skepticism and misunderstandings from others, emphasizing that their success is deeper and more significant than people initially assume. [/INST]

Lyrics: Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin' the streets like they trap over–over–overnight
People think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' (Woo, woo)
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Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
All they ever do is hate the boy, but now they know the name
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
All they ever do is hate the boy, but now I run the game
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
You can hate now all you want, but shit won't ever be the same
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
You can hate me, but I'm not the reason that your life is lame


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Discussing the challenges and benefits of being a good person in the face of adversity and past experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tell me, is it really so hard?
Really so hard, to be a good person?
Tell me, is it really so hard?
Really so hard, to stop acting like a bitch? (Woo!)
I treated everybody with respect and now I'm rich (Woo!)
I treated everybody with respect
Maybe you got issues with your daddy, doe
Maybe you was bullied back in high school
Maybe you are just a tool


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A song about the challenges and misconceptions of success, possibly inspired by the trials and tribulations of the music industry or street life, emphasizing that the protagonist has reached their position through hard work and determination, rather than overnight success or luck. [/INST]

Lyrics: Maybe you're the reason, you're the reason
The reason I don't fuck with nobody, and
Maybe you're the reason, you're the reason
The reason I came up with nobody, and
Maybe you're the reason, you're the reason
Everybody think this right here happened
Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin' the streets like they trap over–over–overnight
People think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' down, shit


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Imagine a song that discusses the influence of various women on a young artist, who is inspired by the realism of life, and the unstoppable nature of the hip-hop community. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Visualizing the realism of life in actuality)
Various women, I'm swimming in, like a shark
Hip-hop heads never die, we multiply then dominate
(Visualizing the realism of life in actuality)
C'mon this sound, it had to come from somewhere, right?
Uh, yeah


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A person trying to inspire and encourage others to broaden their perspectives and embrace new ideas. [/INST]

Lyrics: So, here we go, here we go
Am I ready? Are you ready?
Are they ready? Are we ready?
I don’t know, I don’t know
What do I know?
I know you need to
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind
Open your mind, open your mind, open your mind


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A person is trying to figure out their thoughts, considering different paths and asking for guidance on a specific journey. [/INST]

Lyrics: I’m like
Hold up, wait a minute
Know my mind been goin' like whoa, ayy
I been thinkin', prayin', hopin', dreamin' it won’t go away
I know my mind alright, I know, ayy
I know my mind alright, do you know a way?
Your way, do it your way
Do it your way, do it
(Open your)


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Imagine a whimsical, playful tune that children love to sing along to, with nonsensical lyrics that encourage them to join in on the fun. [/INST]

Lyrics: Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, igh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, igh


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A person struggles with their addiction to cigarettes, causing problems with their family and friends, while also reminiscing about the days when they used cocoa butter on their skin. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
I miss my cocoa butter kisses


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A song describing the experiences of a person who is heavily involved in their smoking habit and the consequences it has on their personal relationships, particularly their relationship with their mother and friends, while also reflecting on past memories with a loved one. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
I think we all addicted (Kisses, kisses)


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A young person describes their recent transformation into a smoker, leading to their clothing being damaged and their friends embracing their new "edgy" persona. Despite their changes, they still long for their days of simpler affection, reminiscing about the innocent act of receiving kisses from loved ones. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses)
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses


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A singer addresses the challenges they face in the music industry, specifically the pressure from labels, and makes a bold statement that they will fight back with the help of their loyal fans and friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: If one more label try to stop me
It's gon' be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh huh


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Write a song that describes a day in the life of Chano, emphasizing that the listener should not want any problems with him. [/INST]

Lyrics: You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"


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Imagine a rapper boasting about their wealth and success, while addressing haters and critics who try to interfere with their career. The rapper warns that they have loyal friends who will protect them from harm and expresses their determination to continue moving forward despite obstacles. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ooh, watch me come and put the hinges in their hands
Countin' Benjis while we meetin', make 'em shake my other hand, huh
Milly rockin', scoopin' all the blessings out my lap
Bitch I know you tried to cheat, you shoulda never took a nap, hey
Fuck wrong with you? What you were thinkin'?
Fuck you thought it was?
You talk that talk that make a lame-ass nigga fall in love
Not me, though, bitch, you can keep those
Bruh, I'm at your head like Craig did Deebo
Don't tweak, bro, it's never sweet, ho
My shooters come for free, so
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If one more label try to stop me
It's gon' be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh, huh


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A confident individual in a luxurious car warns others not to mess with them, while using slang and humor to emphasize the point. [/INST]

Lyrics: You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, you bih
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha
Yep, yep
Pull up in the new thing, I'm like
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, huh, haha
(Yeah, 2 Chainz)
They be like, "There he go!"


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A song about confidently asserting one's dominance and warning others not to start any trouble. [/INST]

Lyrics: You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
They say so, ridin' with the payo'
They be like, "There he go!"
There he go