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Describe a unique and mysterious woman who has a significant impact on people's lives, even though she's somewhat unconventional and may be viewed as "the odd cookie. [/INST]

Lyrics: Why would she? She probably be the odd cookie
In the plastic bag 'bout to get crushed by a building
I've flushed out the feeling of me being the shit
'Cause I was leaving skid marks on everywhere I sit
I am everywhere, I'm it, like Hide-and-Go
And I can go anywhere: eeny, mini, miney, mo
I'm in your neighborhood, area, CD-thing, tapedeck
iPod, your girlfriend, and she say I got great sex
Safe sex is great sex, better wear a latex
'Cause you don't want that late text, that "I think I'm late" text
Haha! So wrap it up!
Bu-Bu-But he's so sweet, sh-she wanna lick the wrapper


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A catchy club song with explicit content, featuring a girl who desires a thug and enjoys the attention of the singer. The singer playfully references his desire for the girl's affection and a specific sexual act. The song should also include a reference to a remix and a playful reference to a lollipop. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shawty want a thug
Bottles in the club, club, club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch
Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps (Re-Re-Re-Remix, baby!)
Lick me like a lollipop (Lollipop)
She— She lick me like a lollipop (L-Lollipop)
Sh-Sh-Sh-She lick me like a lollipop (Lollipop)
She— She lick me like a lollipop (Lollipop)


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Write a song about living life to the fullest, embracing imperfections, and staying true to oneself despite the judgments of others. [/INST]

Lyrics: I live it up like these are my last days
If time is money, I'm an hour past paid
Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass
Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting
I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect
Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters
But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper
So love or hate me, I stay hate-free
They say we learn from mistakes; why, that's why they mistake me
I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers
All hail Weezy, call it bad weather
I stick to the script, I memorize the lines
Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times
You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds
And they say never say never, but fuck it, nevermind
I've been gone too long, true or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah


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In a world where everyone tries to fit in and follow the crowd, this song is about an individual who refuses to conform, embraces their unique traits, and is not afraid to stand up for themselves. They are confident and proud of who they are, and they don't care what others think. They speak their mind and are not afraid to confront anyone who tries to mess with them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm a blunt-blowin', Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin'
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga


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Imagine a rapper named Ashton Kutcher, who is a limit pusher and a butcher of words, rapping about his love for money and freedom, as well as his disdain for questions and surprises. He also talks about his loyalty to his crew (YM), his beach-bum lifestyle, and his desire to keep growing his wealth. He's not afraid to confront people and show off his bling and status. [/INST]

Lyrics: Light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher
See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher
I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker
And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her
You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids
But I don't wanna know, cause shit I like surprises
Why that, why this, why you on that why shit?
Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM
Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim
Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin
Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras
Belly of the beast 'til it puke us, motherfucker
I'm a blunt-blowin', Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-nigga
With my money growing, no matter where you going
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga


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A rapper returning to his hometown after a long hiatus and reuniting with his friends and fans. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home
It's Young Mula, baby


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A confident rapper named Hollywood Cole is in a building with a friend named Kane. They are discussing the Hollywood scene, their circle of friends, and their different approaches to life. Hollywood Cole mentions that he has a Slum Dog Millionaire Bollywood flow and that his real friends never write the wrong answers on the mirror for him. They also talk about their women, cars, and their experiences in the club. Hollywood Cole encourages his friend's girl to tell her friend that it's time to go. [/INST]

Lyrics: Kane is in the building
Who else is really trying to fuck with Hollywood Cole
I'm with Marley G's bro
Flying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows
And I wanna tell you something that you probably should know
This that Slum Dog Millionaire Bollywood flow and uh
My real friends never hearing from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused
I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews
We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
Live in the same building, but we got different views
I got a couple cars, I never get to use
Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in two's
And these days all the girls are down to roll
I hit the strip club, and all them bitches find a pole
Plus I been sipping, so this shit is moving kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go


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Write a song lyrics about being at the top, being in Young Money, and not messing with people who don't support or understand the lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven is right above it
We on, it's Young Money motherfucker
If you ain't running with it, run from it motherfucker
Alright, now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my b's with me like some honey in this bitch, you dig
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don't bust back, because I shoot first


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Create a song lyrics that starts with a repetition of a name or phrase, featuring a shout-out to the performer, and requesting the audience's involvement. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Weezy, Weezy, Weezy, Weezy
Weezy, Weezy, Weezy, Weezy)
I see, thank you man, thank you
Y'all know his name
Ayo, Mack, let the beat drop
Ladies and gentlemen, C5, Wayne time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone
Let me see your shoulders work
I mean, I don't know what y'all came here to do, but, uh
If you ain't got a lighter, what the fuck you smoking for?
We hot! (Haaa)


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A disheartened individual contemplates the loss of love and friendship, expressing their frustrations through the metaphor of a weapon in a playful, assertive manner. [/INST]

Lyrics: What the fuck, though? Where the love go?
Five, four, three, two, I let one go
Bow! Get the fuck though, I don't bluff, bro
Aimin' at your head like a buffalo


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Create a song that expresses carefree confidence and the belief that everything will work out, while also referencing shrooms and influential people in the music industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: You can look me in my face
(I ain't got no worries)
(I ain't got no worries)
(I ain't got no worries)
See the sh-rooms keep me up
(I ain't got no worries)
(I ain't got no worries)
(I ain't got no worries)
You see money right there, yeah that's Tunechi right there (turn up)
Yeah that's Mack Maine right there, and we ain't got no worries
You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there
See them sh-roomies right there we ain't got no worries


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A person feels constant pain and struggle, but ultimately gains strength from their experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days are the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try, but I'm cursed, so never mind
And it's worse, but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller and I get bigger
Tryna get in where I fit in, no room for a nigga
But soon for a nigga it be on, ma'fucker
‘Cause all this bullshit just made me strong, ma'fucker


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Imagine a song that describes the protagonist's intense frustration with their situation, their desire for a fresh start, and their fantastical desire to leave Earth. [/INST]

Lyrics: So I pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah
Bitch, I'ma pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah
And I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone


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Write a song that highlights a person's confidence and determination to rise above their struggles, no matter how heavy they may seem. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh
I know what they don't wanna tell you
Just hope you're heaven-sent, and you're hell-proof
I, I walk up in the world and cut the lights off
And confidence is a stain they can't wipe off
Huh, my word is my pride
But wisdom is bleak, and that's a word from the wise
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
And when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside
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So I could pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Haha, yeah
Bitch, I'ma pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah
And I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone
I'm gone


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Write a song about the struggles of keeping one's emotions hidden, even when faced with challenges and adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: It hurts, but I never show
This pain you'll never know
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit I've become
My back's against the wall
When push come to shove I just stand up and scream: "Fuck 'em all!"


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Write a song about the struggles of finding and maintaining love, focusing on the challenges of understanding how to give and receive love, and the feeling of losing someone who was once close. [/INST]

Lyrics: You had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love, how to love
You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in a corner, tryna put it together
How to love, how to love
For a second you were here, now you over there
It's hard not to stare the way you're moving your body
Like you never had a love, never had a love


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A woman looking back at her past, reflecting on her youth and beauty, and how she has become insecure as she has grown older. [/INST]

Lyrics: When you was just a youngin, your looks were so precious
But now you're grown up, so fly it's like a blessing
But you can’t have a man look at you for five seconds
Without you being insecure
You never credit yourself, so when you got older
It seems like you came back ten times over
Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner
Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder


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Imagine a story where someone is struggling with understanding love and relationships, but has had many experiences with people who weren't honest or loyal. This person has also experienced moments that didn't last forever, and they are trying to figure out how to love and how to be in a relationship. The character in the story also has dreams and aspirations that have influenced their decisions, but they're still trying to find their place in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: See you had a lot of crooks trying to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love, how to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in a corner tryna put it together
How to love, how to love
For a second you were here, now you over there
It's hard not to stare the way you're moving your body
Like you never had a love, had a love
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You had a lot of dreams that transform to visions
The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions
But it wasn’t your fault, wasn't in your intentions
To be the one here talking to me, be the one listening
But I admire your poppin' bottles and dippin'
Just as much as you admire bartending and stripping
Baby, so don’t be mad, nobody else trippin'
You see a lot of crooks and them crooks still crook


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A person has experienced numerous failed attempts at love, feeling unsure about how to find a lasting connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: You see, you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love, how to love
See, you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in this corner tryna put it together
How to love, how to love


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Write a song that encourages self-confidence and individuality, highlighting the importance of recognizing one's worth and uniqueness. [/INST]

Lyrics: See, I just want you to know that you deserve the best
You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful
Yeah, and I want you to know
You’re far from the usual, far from the usual


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Write a song about a person who has had multiple failed relationships and is now trying to figure out how to love again. [/INST]

Lyrics: You see, you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love, how to love
See, you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in this corner tryna put it together
How to love, how to love
See, you had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love, how to love, yeah
You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in this corner, tryna put it together
How to love, how to love


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Imagine a world where extraterrestrial life is a reality, and our technology struggles to communicate with theirs. Amidst the tension of potential hostile invasion, we must brace ourselves for the unknown. [/INST]

Lyrics: "Just saw an alien saucer approaching from the sky
Radio contact has been attempted but cannot be established Instructions are to prepare for an attack by an unknown enemy"


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A rapper is expressing their dominance and control over various aspects of their life, including their relationships, criminal activities, and success in the music industry. The lyrics should reflect this theme and contain explicit language and metaphors. [/INST]

Lyrics: .44 bulldog, my motherfuckin' pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin' her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get pussy, mouth, and ass, call that bitch triple-threat
When I was in jail, she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death
Top down, it's upset
Been fucking the world, and nigga, I ain't cum yet
You fuck with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I ain't talking 'bout a sketch
I pay these niggas with a reality check
Prepared for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a bitch, I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest
And AK-47 is my fucking address, huh


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Talk about feeling invincible, being successful, and the consequences of living a dangerous lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
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Big black nigga in a icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch, I got a Nike shop
Count the profits, you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans, kick 'em off, they might be hot, swish
I'm swimming in a yellow bitch (Boss)
In the red 911 looking devilish (Haha)
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down
Thought it were bullet proof 'til he got hit the fifth time
Drop palmolive in a nigga dope
Make it come back even harder than before (Yeah)
Baby, I'm the only one that paid your car notes
Well connected, got killers off in Chicago


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Imagine a song where the artist reflects on their life, addressing misconceptions about their fame, and considering their legacy if they were to die suddenly. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah, oad up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh


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A conversation between two friends, Drew and Inf, about their feelings of being "big" in a non-literal sense, while also discussing their recent interactions and connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yo, yo Drew and Inf
This-this, this right here is crazy
Yo I, I feel big, you know what I mean?
Like, not, not big in the sense of, weight
You know what I mean? Like gainin' weight or nothin' like that
Like colossal
Like, you know what I mean, like (sighs)
I heard you were lookin' for me


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Write a song asking a mysterious character named Mr. Carter about his recent whereabouts, and expressing that people have been curious about his absence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hey, Mr. Carter (Hello)
Tell me, where have you been? (Haha, you know, hehe)
Cause they've been asking, they've been searching
They've been wondering why (I know, haha)
Hey, Mr. Carter (Hey, hello)
Tell me, where have you been? (Shit, you know)
Cause they've been asking, they've been searching
They've been wondering why (Hahahah)


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A song about a humorous, playful exchange between two friends discussing their mutual attraction to someone, with a lighthearted tone and an emphasis on wordplay. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oww! Hahahaha
Uh-huh
No homo (Young Mula, baby)
I said, "He's so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper"
(Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!)
So I let her lick the rapper (Hahaha!)


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Imagine a rapper with a strong preference for a certain type of woman, who enjoys certain activities in the club. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shawty want a thug (Yeah, yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (Yeah, I like that)
Shawty wanna hump (Yeah, I like that)
You know I like to touch (Yeah)
Your lovely lady lumps (Yeah)


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A catchy song with playful lyrics about a young woman who enjoys the taste of a man's skin, reminiscing about dancing in the club and making physical connections. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shawty wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick me like a lollipop
I said, shawty wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick me like a lollipop
Shawty wanna lick me... Like a lollipop
(So I let her lick the rapper) She— She lick me like a lollipop
Shawty want a thug (Shawty want a thug)
Bottles in the club (Bottles in the club)
Shawty wan' hump (Shawty wan' hump)
You know I like to touch
Your lovely lady lumps (Hahaha)
Stat!


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Write a catchy, repetitive song about someone trying to get a call back from a special someone to make the conversation interesting and fun. [/INST]

Lyrics: Call me, so I can make it juicy for you (Go!)
Call— Ca-Call me, s— so I can get it juicy for you (Go!)
Call— Ca-Call me, so I can make it juicy for you (Go!)
Call— Call me, s-s-so I can get it juicy for you
Call— Call me, so I can make it juicy for you (I said, hmm, mmm)
Call— Ca-Call me, s-so I can get it juicy for you (Hmm, mmm)
Call me, so— so I can make it juicy for you (Mmm, mmm)
Call— Call me, so-so-so I can get it juicy for you (Mm-hm)


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A song describing a guy's attraction towards a girl who likes a thug and partying in clubs, while expressing his desire to be close to her and enjoy her physical attributes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shawty want a thug, thug, thug (I like that)
Bottles in the club, club, club (Yeah, I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch
Your lovely lady lumps
I say, shawty want a thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch (Yeah)
Your lovely lady lumps, lumps, lumps


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Write a catchy, playful song about a woman's sexual prowess and pleasurable moments during intimate encounters. [/INST]

Lyrics: I get her on top (Yeah), she drop it like it's hot (Yeah)
And when I'm at the bottom, she Hillary Rodham (Ha)
The middle of the bed (Yeah), giving, gettin' head (Yuh)
Givin', gettin' head (Huh), givin', gettin' head (Haha)
I said hmm, mmm (I like that)
Said hmm, mmm, mmm (Yeah, I like that)
I said hmm, mmm, mmm (Yeah, I like that)
Mm-hm


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A long-distance lover or friend is expressing their eagerness to help or provide something enjoyable for the other person, using playful language and repetition. [/INST]

Lyrics: Say, call me, so I can come and do it for you
Call me, so I can come and prove it for you
Call me, so I can make it juicy for you
Call me, so I can get it juicy for you


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A song about a playful encounter in which the subject describes how much they enjoy being "licked" like a lollipop by their partner. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shawty wanna lick, lick, lick, lick, lick me like a lollipop (Haha!)
She— She lick me like a lollipop, l-lollipop
I said he's so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper
She-She-She lick me like a lollipop
(What you do?) So I let her lick the rapper
She— She lick me like a lollipop


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A young, rebellious artist who has gained fame and recognition by making bold choices, including tattoos and unconventional phrases, and attracting the attention of influential people in their community. [/INST]

Lyrics: "You tatted your face and changed the culture" (You changed)
"You screamed, 'Suu whoop,' and them gangsters loved you" (Yeah, yeah)
"You bought a Bugatti so you could flex" (So you can flex)
"And most of the bad bitches your ex"


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Think about a time when you had a great idea, others followed, and you reflect on the process of taking action, the emotions and experiences associated with the idea, and the impact it has on your life and the lives of others. [/INST]

Lyrics: I started this shit, they borrowed this shit, I thought of this shit, they thought it was it
I'm doggin' this shit, they bark and they sit, put a fork in that shit, which drawer to look in?
I brought in this shit, the starters get benched, the orders get sent, then targets get hit
Billion dollar smile, I sell myself short if I grin, I'm bargainin' then
Apartments and shit, I could park in this shit in the foreign car that I could talk to and shit
With a cultural bitch I can talk to and shit 'bout the culture and shit, how I altered this shit


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Write lyrics about a person's transformation, including references to tattoos, a high-end car, and a new romantic interest, while also mentioning the influence of a famous musician (Lil Wayne) on their life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo, tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
All of that shit, just Tha Carter, lil' bitch
You changed, suu whoop (You tatted your face)
Bugatti, new boo ("You screamed, 'Suu whoop'—")
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tunechi
("If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be")
They might think they've got a pretty good jump shot, or a pretty good flow
But our kids can't all aspire to be LeBron or Lil Wayne


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In this song, the lyrics describe someone's enthusiasm and determination to succeed, while also enjoying life and having fun with friends. The imagery of "flying" suggests ambition and freedom, while the "hot weather" evokes excitement and passion. The lyrics also subtly hint at the singer's sexual confidence and experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Fly) Let it fly
Let it fly like the birds in the sky
Hotter than the weather in July
I done did so much I can't decide
Word, word to my guys
She just get so wet, I slip and slide
Had to get it back to give 'em five
I, I, I...


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A song about the chaos and pain that permeate through the world, making it seem like it's a fire drill or Judgement Day. The lyrics also mention pouring out one's heart and the saying "the drunk never lie," as well as a sarcastic look at the phrase "Sweet land of liberty. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, my mind's filled with minefields
The ashes fall, the wine spills
The world stops, drops and rolls
It's Judgement Day or a fire drill
Yeah, I pour out my heart, have a drink
They say the drunk never lie, they ain't never lyin', yeah
My country 'tis of thee
Sweet land of kill 'em all and let 'em die


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Imagine a song where the singer is reflecting on the current state of America, criticizing the loss of spirituality and questioning the future. [/INST]

Lyrics: God bless Amerika
This ole' godless Amerika
I heard tomorrow ain't promised today
The end of time is like a hour away, damn


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A song about a person living a chaotic life, constantly in trouble, and seeking guidance from others but not willing to take the lead role. [/INST]

Lyrics: Military-minded, lost and can't find it
The stars on the flag are never shinin'
Uh, I saw a butterfly in Hell today
Will I die or go to jail today?
'Cause I live by the sword and die by the sword
Heard police was lookin' for me, I'ma hide by a broad
Shootin' stars in my pocket; bitch, sit on my rocket
I'm wired out the socket, but still shockin'
Everybody wanna tell me what I need
You can play a role in my life but not the lead
If there's food for thought then I'm guilty of greed
Mama said, "Take what you want" – I took heed, yeah
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Now let it breathe, yeah


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In a world where appearances and vanity reign, the artist reflects on their life choices and experiences, including relationships, rebellion, and the search for meaning. They find themselves caught in a cycle of trying to escape reality while being constantly pulled back into it. The lyrics express a sense of frustration and longing for peace and understanding in a confusing and chaotic environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Back to life, back to reality
Been eatin'my girl and she's so sweet, got cavities
Granted, we do it for vanity not humanity
But what's appealin' to me is under banana trees
Love, I go so hard, I tried to pay homage, but I was overcharged
Ain't that a bitch? I'm just a nut tryna bust a nut, in a nut shell
Used to say, "Fuck the police," now I say, "Fuck jail"
Same shit, different air freshener
I don't play, boy, I ain't Hugh Hefner
Tryna be a step ahead, but a few feet behind
Two fingers to my head, pop! Peace of mind
I be in the cloud, cloud number nine
And I just fucked the clock and let it come with time
It's a cold world, I put on a mink
There's a chain of commands, I'm the missin' link


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A disillusioned individual, living on the edge, contemplates the fleeting nature of life and the consequences of their actions, as they navigate a chaotic and dangerous world. [/INST]

Lyrics: God bless Amerika
This ole' godless Amerika
I heard tomorrow ain't promised today
And I'm smokin'on them flowers, catch the bouquet
Here, we live by the sword and die by the sword
Heard police was lookin' for me, I'ma hide by a broad
Shootin' stars in my pocket; bitch, sit on my rocket
I'm wired out the socket, but still shockin'
Everybody wanna tell me what I need
You can play a role in my life but not the lead
I saw a butterfly in Hell today
Will I die or go to jail today?


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A song reflecting on the lyrics of a famous rapper, discussing the expectations of a young generation and the preferences of their lifestyle, which may include cannabis and illegal substances. [/INST]

Lyrics: Man, fuck y'all with a sick dick, semi automatic, no click click
We don't feel you, like an elephant getting fucked with a tick dick
Little nigga with a thick bitch, and before I fuck this bitch
I gotta put that patch over my third eye: Slick Rick
Trukfit, T-shirt, talk second, skeet first
Boy, your girl a jump off, I hope she land feet first
She give me brain: research, and I prefer reefer
But if you want some coke, that's cool, 'cause my homies still


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A group of friends is enjoying a fun night together, listening to music and dancing. One of them starts rapping and playfully warns others not to provoke their "goons" to act foolishly. The catchy chorus emphasizes not to push the limits and to keep the atmosphere light and fun. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
(Pump that bass) Haha, my homies still
(Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
Don’t make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (boy)
Don’t make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, (go dumb) go stupid, yeah
(Whoa, boy)


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A rapper is boasting about their affiliation with the east side and the popularity of their music, which is so influential that it's even affecting the people on the west side. They talk about how their friends are very involved in the bass-heavy music scene, to the point that some listeners are going deaf. They also reference Weezy F (Weezy F Baby), Lil Wayne, and their own dedication to their music as well as the impact it has on others. They mention not being in the drug-dealing business, but if someone needs work, their friends have got their back. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, I’m east side, them haters 90 going west (boy, boy, boy)
My niggas pumping so much bass, motherfuckers going deaf (huh?)
Weezy F, I'm east side, them haters 90 going west
My niggas pumping so much bass (pump that bass)
Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi, I don’t love them hoes
Got so much coke, you gon' need another nose
Man, I just play my hand, but I am not the dealer
You see I got them tear drops, I cry your ass a river
I got that Trukfit T-shirt, listening to "Rebirth"
I skate until my feet hurt, Hot Boy, free Turk
Pussy for dessert, put your ass beneath Earth
And I don’t sell drugs, but if you need work
My homies still


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A young man brags about his skills in attracting women and making them dance, while also implying that he is in control and has supernatural abilities. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Pump that bass) Yeah, my homies still
Haha, my homies still
Yeah, my homies still
Whoa, okay
Boy, this here’s what I do do (do do)
Got your sister dancing, not the kind that's in a tutu (no)
Got me in control, no strings attached, that's that voodoo (go)
She said can’t nobody do it better, I tell her, "True, true," yeah, bitch, true, true
My, my, my bro-bro say these bitches ain't shit (ain't shit)
I got the girl you came with and the girl she came with
She leaking and drippin’, whoa, there I might just come slip in (whoa, whoa, whoa)
And your misses gonna go missin’ if she addicted to what my dick did
Boy, I get it! (I get it)
Lil bitch!


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Describe a loyal group of friends who have each other's backs, using the phrase "my homies still. [/INST]

Lyrics: My homies still
Haha, my homies still (Finally Famous in this)
Yeah my homies still (G.O.O.D.)
Little nigga make my goons go stupid
Go stupid (go stupid), go stupid (go stupid) (boy, boy)
Don’t make my goons go stupid
Go stupid, go stupid, yeah (go dumb)


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A rapper, Lil Wayne, and another rapper, Sean, from the West coast are celebrating their musical talents and influence, while also acknowledging the bass-heavy music that they create and the power it has on their fans. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, I’m eastside them haters 90 going West (whoa)
My niggas pumping so much bass, motherfuckers going deaf
Weezy F, I'm eastside my nigga Sean from the West
And niggas pumping so much bass (pump that bass)
Yeah, uh-huh
Young Mula
Truk yo girl
(Pump that bass)


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In a world filled with risk and competition, I've got a message for my rivals - don't mess with me because I'm a relentless force in the hip-hop scene, and my lyrics are as deadly as my metaphorical bullets. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ugh, man, suck my clip
Swallow my bullets, and don’t you spit, ughhhh
I am the hip-hop socialist
Life is a gamble and I’m all about my poker chips
Do you want a dose of this? I will make the most of this
"F" is for ferocious, murder your associates
The top is so appropriate, this is just where I belong
Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on, Weez'


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A song that celebrates a confident and fearless attitude, featuring references to goons, goblins, and big ballin', while emphasizing the importance of not wanting any problems and enjoying the pleasures of life. [/INST]

Lyrics: And we don't want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, and Kane on the beat
I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street, ooh
Now, pop that pussy
I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Whoa, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
(Kane is in the buildin', nigga)
And we don’t want no problems
Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin?
Yeah, and Kane on the beat
I fuck around and leave a nigga's brains on the street, ooh
Now, pop that pussy
I bring her to my bedroom and pop that pussy
Uh-huh, and we be steady mobbin'
Whoa, Kemosabe, big ballin' is my hobby


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A person feeling undervalued or overlooked, finding strength in their uniqueness and resilience. [/INST]

Lyrics: You cannot break down what can't be broken
Out of all the rankless, I was chosen
When all of the lights, they get low
And all of the curtains, they close
You cannot break down what can't be broken


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A song about overcoming challenges and staying true to oneself, even when faced with adversity and the fear of exposing the truth. [/INST]

Lyrics: They can do all they can do but they can't break unbreakable
They scared to face the truth because they hate the view
They taste the juice, I hope it make 'em puke, I'm breakin' loose
Should I throw up the deuce or should I wave the deuce?
In 1982, my momma taped me to a space shuttle
Say, now I'm raising you and ain't no baby food
Unless you go and take the neighbors' food
And be afraid of who, I made the loot
When money went from army green to navy blue
I said salute, bulletproof, I gave 'em proof
Sometimes feel like my head a screw, twisted like tornadoes too
Man, I'ma need some Krazy Glue
Her walls is what I'm breaking through
Her nails, she gone break a few
You can never break me down, and I can't hit the brakes for you
(errr!)


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A group of friends, bound together by a unique code, remain unbreakable even in the face of adversity and challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: You cannot break down what can't be broken
Out of all the rankless, I was chosen (Yeah)
When all of the lights, they get low (Low)
And all of the curtains, they close (They close)
You cannot break down (You can't) what can't be broken (Uh)
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G-code, G-code, we can't break the G-code
We bros (Can't be broken)
Yeah, we bros, we bros, we can't break for these hoes
G-code (Can't be broken)


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A song about standing your ground, finding love, and overcoming personal struggles. [/INST]

Lyrics: I ain't finna break or fix the brakes, you emulate
I'm laughing in your face, now fix your face, I can't disintegrate
'Cause I facilitate a mil' a day for like a million days
At least the bills are paid, the children safe, want to get away?
No, I'm here to stay, I'm really great, but don't discriminate
'Cause I done seen a mirror break behind a pretty face
You stickin' out your chest, your titties fake
Don't make me pick your fate
I'm pickin' out a mate, she get replaced
The heart was built to break
I'm smoking icky, watching Ricki Lake
I got a lawyer that turn any case into a pillow case
My killers straight, let's do some Q&A
You saw the news today, got news to break and rules to break
It hurt to say, they want to get Lil Tune to break
It's worth the wait, commercial break


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Write a song about the strength and loyalty of a tight-knit group of friends who refuse to bend or break under pressure, using the term "G-code" as a symbol of their unbreakable bond. [/INST]

Lyrics: You cannot break down what can't be broken (G-code)
Out of all the rankless, I was chosen
When all of the lights, they get low
And all of the curtains, they close
You cannot break down what can't be broken (Uh)
G-code, G-code, we can't break the G-code
We bros (Can't be broken)
Yeah, we bros, we bros, we can't break for these hoes
G-code (Can't be broken)


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The lyrics are inspired by the idea of a confident, bold individual expressing themselves and their actions in a unique and humorous way. The character in the lyrics is unapologetic and does not care what others think of their actions or personality. They embrace their individuality and do not conform to societal norms, which is reflected in the lyrics. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lamb', I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in a wishin' well, then wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little gals
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails


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Create a song lyrics about feeling overwhelmed with a sense of humor and non-literal references to various situations, while incorporating catchy repetition of phrases like "glory" and "I got 'em. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, glory, hallelujah
Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser
My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users
You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus
My tires Lucas, my driver's cruisin', my partner's ruthless
My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies
I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human
You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi
You got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em
Glory, hallelujah (I got 'em)
(Glory)
I got 'em
(I got 'em)
I got 'em


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Describe a person's determination and hard work to achieve their goals and aspirations in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Grindin’, grindin’
Grindin’, grindin’
Grindin’, grindin’
Grindin’, grindin’


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A person who is working hard and saving their earnings, feeling satisfied with their financial progress and the amount of money they have accumulated. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Grindin’, grindin’) Perfect timing
(Grindin’, grindin’)
(Grindin’, grindin’)
I would rather stack it up and put it in the safe
Then peek inside the safe and say I’m running out of space
Believe that


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A rapper is reflecting on his journey from the streets to success, and expressing his desire to enjoy his new life and new home. [/INST]

Lyrics: Scoob, find another oo-wop
Tell them niggas cool out
'Cause it can be a mohafucking shoot-out
Kidnap a nigga, beat the truth out
Moms pick the suit out
Top floor, window he get threw out
Deuce out, pussy bitches, deuce out
Flying out the crew out, they flew out
Invite 'em to my new house, my new house
I’m fucking every night up in my new house
'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, grindin’
I’m fucking every night up in my new house
'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I'm grindin’
I’m fucking every night up in my new house
'Cause bitch I worked too hard for this new house, I’m grindin’


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Reflecting on the luxuries and challenges of being a king or queen [/INST]

Lyrics: You who are rich and whose troubles are few
May come around to see my point of view
What price the crown of a king on his throne
When you’re chained in the dark all alone?


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Write a song about a person who has achieved success in the hood, but is conflicted about staying or moving away, while also dealing with personal challenges and the consequences of living a life surrounded by crime and drugs. [/INST]

Lyrics: I’m real as they come, I follow the rules
I’m still in the hood but I probably should move
Made enough money, I don’t fuck around
I just felt they needed me so I stuck around
Feds got my man, shit is real son
'Cause my godson just became my real son
Think life is a game but all you get is a turn
You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn
Kush in the air, I’m pushin' the gears
Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear
If it ain't right, I don’t sign the deal
Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
Gasoline, propane
Ain't no salary cap in the dope game
Ain't no collective bargainin' on cocaine
So in other words, nigga, do your thing


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A friend who has been there for someone through a rough breakup, only to see them go back to their old ways and potentially harm themselves. The speaker hopes the person will learn from their mistakes and not let their past define them. [/INST]

Lyrics: She owes me everything and she knows it
I've seen all the scenes in this movie, and she blows it at the end
She keeps talking to me, cause she knows that I'm a friend
But I can't keep hearing it over and over again
I was the one that you came to
When you broke up with your boyfriend, man, fuck him
Girl I was the one, that told you fuck them other niggas
And you still went and fucked them other niggas
Most people learn from the bad things
I hope that you learn and don't crash and burn in the fast lane
But if you read this letter then you caught me
This should explain all the ways that you taught me


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Write a song about cutting ties with someone who takes advantage of your kindness, especially when they have received so much from you. [/INST]

Lyrics: How to hate a bitch that owe you everything
At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things
So don't you call me talking bout them other fools
I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool
If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen
I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches


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Write a song expressing frustration and disappointment towards people who have taken advantage or hurt you in the past, while also sharing the desire for personal growth and moving on from these negative experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I don't love them hoes
But don't fuck up with Wayne cause when it "Waynes" it pours
No really, I'm on my "fuck that bitch" shit
You used to be the shit, but now you ain't shit, bitch
I had a red bone, but she be tripping though
All that bullshit is for the birds, she was pigeon toed
She used to always say, fuck my niggas
And when I went to jail, she fucked my niggas
Well, I guess I'm single for the night
And you can sit right on my middle finger for the night
And if I sound mad, then you caught me
But this shit explains that you're the one that taught me
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How to hate a bitch that owe you everything
At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things
So don't you call me talking bout them other fools
I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool
If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen
I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches


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Write a song about a past relationship where both partners have moved on and are doing better in life, but still reflecting on the past and wishing the other person well. [/INST]

Lyrics: Coconut Ciroc
Forgive and forget, bitch I already forgot
I'm over the bitch, and she over the top
They say love is the key, somebody changed the lock
Well, and I wish I never met ya
And I heard you're doing you, and you heard I'm doing better
And all I had to do was put two and two together
But that just makes four, but not forever, damn
So much for being the perfect couple
I put in overtime, I was working doubles
I wish you the best, good luck boo
Weezy F, for "Fuck you"


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The protagonist is expressing their frustration with a past relationship that has caused them emotional pain. They have reached a point where they want to move on and are warning their former partner to stay away. The protagonist believes that the relationship was toxic and no longer wants to be a part of it. They don't want to be contacted or be a support system for their ex, as they are now focusing on their own well-being and personal growth. [/INST]

Lyrics: No ain't nothing going on
Girl I'm moving on, just take your ass home
Get away from here girl, I'm so glad you're gone
This is the last song I'm writing for you
Now I see how you can be
I don't want you 'round me all you do is down me girl
How many years I tried to get ya
Don't even text my phone when it hit ya, cause girl you done taught me
How to hate a bitch that owe you everything
At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things
So don't you call me talking bout them other fools
I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool
If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen
I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches


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A song about overcoming struggles and embracing the challenges life throws at you, while maintaining a positive outlook and focusing on personal growth. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Work out, yeah
I'm in this bitch
Yeah, was on the outside, looking in this bitch
But now I’m in this bitch
Yeah, I'm in this bitch


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Imagine a song where the main character, Carter, is about to take the constitutional oath and become the next president of America. As they prepare to make this life-changing commitment, the song reflects on the significance of the oath and the nation's history. [/INST]

Lyrics: God bless america...
- Carter, are you prepared to take the constitutional oath?
- I am...
- Will you place your left hand on the Bible and raise your right hand and repeat after me, I...


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Reflecting on former President Carter's life and actions, both before and during his time as the President of the United States. [/INST]

Lyrics: President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter


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Write a song about the struggles and realities of living in a tough urban environment while pursuing ambitions and success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Sitting on the world, I got life in my hand
So these days I try to think twice when I can
Money on my mind as God as my witness
Love don't live here and it don't even visit
I do this for my Uptown politicians
Walked in the kitchen and found a pot to piss in
Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama missin'
Niggas ain't satisfied until they mama miss 'em
Uh, I'm a monster, exorcisms
Tote tools like mechanics, mechanisms
Uh, detrimental on any instrumental
I say you rappers sweet I pay the incidentals
I'm beneficial, I've been official
I say you rappers sweet, tiramisu
I like my short cake shorter
Ain't no motherfucker harder than
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President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter


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A song about a fearless individual who doesn't care about what others think and is willing to break rules and traditions to achieve their goals, while maintaining a rebellious attitude and enjoying life to the fullest. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nobody gives you a chance, you gotta take chances
Your family tree, I will break branches
Cause I don't give a fuck, I put the ass in assassin
Smoke you like a blunt then it's ashes to ashes
The future is born, put the past in the casket
If real shit is dead then nigga I'm a bastard
Uh, appetite for disaster
I want a full plate then another plate after
Uh, yesterday just died
Tomorrow never cried, the days of our lives
When shit get deep I'm never afraid to dive
Let the money pile up until I'm buried alive
Ask who the fuck want it, I bring it to your doorbell
Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale
Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office
I changed the stars on the flag into crosses


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Consider the impact of former US President Jimmy Carter's work in humanitarian efforts, and the significance of his religious beliefs in his life and actions, particularly in contrast to the political climate during his presidency. [/INST]

Lyrics: Amen, so now instead of pledge, we pray, yeah
President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter
President Carter, Pre-President Carter


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Write a song expressing feelings of disillusionment and frustration towards the world, emphasizing on the emptiness and bitterness that the reality brings. The song should also touch upon the desire for peace but also the darker, aggressive sides that exist within us. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga
I just stand still and let the ground pass nigga
Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga
Reality’s a bitch and I'mma dance with her
Bitch I'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge
I tried to fuck the world and couldn't even get aroused
I ain't looking for the beef but I ain't seen it in a while
Uh, and we all want world peace
Murder show, I give your ass good seats
Shit, I'm much more than a good speech


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A song that discusses the political and social conflicts involving various groups, including gorillas in suits, the holy war, and the spiritual troops, who are all fighting over a mythical truth. The lyrics also mention the consequences of political actions, such as the usage of missiles and nukes, and their impact on the youth and society. The lyrics end with a sarcastic mention of President Carter as a way to criticize the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Gorillas in suits
The holy war, the spiritual troops
Fighting over the mythical truth
Drowning in the political soup
They shoot missiles and nukes
Taking out such a pivotal group
The body count is the physical proof
And they thought drugs were killing the youth,
Thank you, thank you all, I am President Carter


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A person reflecting on their life and accomplishments, feeling confident and satisfied with their past actions and achievements. [/INST]

Lyrics: Everything I said I'd do, I did
I'm good, I'm good
Everything I said I'd do, I did


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A famous musician reflects on their hectic lifestyle, their lack of patience, and their impact on others as they continue to chase success and fame. [/INST]

Lyrics: But baby lets face it, I'm not into dating
I haven't been patient
Ever since I been famous my time has been racing
My motives are basic, this life I've been chasing
These hearts I've been breaking
And these girls I been tasting don't never get naked
They like it in a head lock fuck 'em from behind
Fuck 'em with their clothes on, put it to the side
Feelings to the side like a don do
Get 'em wet, let it slide like a sunroof
Got goals, got dreams, got a hotel-crib
Got niggas that'll die for the prince
Got my city on lock, XO 'til the death
Left town in a coach came back in a jet


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Write a song about someone reflecting on their past, acknowledging their growth and improvement, and addressing those who doubted them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm good, I'm not living like I did before
I'm good, I'm good, I said I'm good
Everything I said I'd do, I did
I'm good, said I'm good
Oh, I been good
I've been out there puttin' down that work
I'm good, said I'm good, I said I'm good
Everything I said I'd do, I did
I'm good, motherfucker I'm good
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This is dedicated to everybody who forgot
Forgetful motherfuckers
Remember, don't you remember?
I been good, we good


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A person is expressing their frustration with a complicated relationship, their desire for a no-strings-attached experience, and the consequences of their actions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Camo shorts and Bubba Kush
We can talk she'd rather fuss
This and that 'bout such and such
Damn, where is the fucking trust
I'm tired of the hoop and hollering
I'm 'bout to take the coupe to Collins
Then take a female to the Island
Then take her clothes off and do the honors
Yeah, now she hear I'm with them other bitches
Yeah, I told her mind her fucking business
Shit she probably out here fucking niggas
I'm fucking her friends
Now her friends ain't even fucking with her
Damn, she text me all day and night
So pissed off she ain't even spelling shit right
I text her back, and tell her it's life
Now somebody tell them hoes, I'm single for the night


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Talking about being single and going out to enjoy the night with friends, while reminding others who are single to have a good time as well. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I'm single
Nigga had to cancel that bitch like Nino
I ain't tripping on nothing, I'm sipping on something
And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me
And I'm single, yeah, I'm single
And I'm single, tonight I'm single
And I ain't tripping on nothing, I'm sipping on something
And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me tonight
If you're single, put your hands up
If you're single, put your hands up
If you're single, put your-
If you're single tonight
If you're single, put your hands up
If you're single, put your hands up
If you're single
If you're single tonight


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Imagine you are writing a song about a person who loves their significant other deeply and passionately, expressing their love through various symbols and phrases that represent the depth of their feelings. [/INST]

Lyrics: I love her like—
Oh— Oh, yes, I love her like—
Oh— Oh, yes, I love her like—
Oh— Oh, yes, I love her like—
Oh— Oh, yes, I love her like—


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A song about an artist expressing gratitude for receiving a beat from a producer, and their dedication to creating music while maintaining a youthful spirit and focus on living life to the fullest. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, Dedication 6, of course
Shout out Guru for sendin' me the beat, too
Young Angel, Young Lion
More Life, no dyin'
Yeah, alright, I got it, yeah


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Imagine a rapper who is delayed in releasing his new music album, so he decides to create a mixtape to keep fans entertained. The mixtape is filled with exciting tracks, but he has to be cautious as there are "snakes" that could sabotage his success. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm sorry for the wait, I'm sorry for the wait (Tell 'em, tell 'em!)
Tha Carter gon' be late so I cooked up a tape (Tell 'em!)
The garden's full of snakes so I had to escape
Lil homie gon' be straight, lil homie gon' be straight!
Woo! OW!


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This song is about a person who has been waiting for something and is now finally ready to share it with others. They acknowledge their past mistakes and express their need for assurance through their actions. Despite any challenges they face, they are surrounded by support from their friends and are excited to make a statement in the world. [/INST]

Lyrics: And this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
Yeah, and I'm sorry for the wait, too
I told myself to save yourself
'Cause I can't save you (I can't save you)
I send my goons to kill somebody
I need head proof (I need head proof)
Fuck it (fuck it!) This that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
I ain't trippin', I got Barbie, I got Drake too (I ain't trippin'!)
I send my goons to kill somebody, I need head proof (Mula!)
Then they come through and sit it on my coffee table
Boop!


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A rapper is reflecting on his role as a loyal friend and successful businessman while acknowledging the challenges he has faced and the obstacles he is willing to overcome for his goals. The rapper also talks about his past affiliations and current focus on his own group, Young Money, and his personal success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Who kept this shit together? Nigga, me, that's who (nigga, me!)
Who was there when niggas left us? Nigga, me, that's who
Cash Money is an army, I'm a one man army (yeah)
And if them niggas comin' for me, I'm goin' out like Tony
(Bap-bap-bap-bap)
Now I don't want no problems
I just want my money (want my money)
Ain't gotta hold no conversation
Nor my luggage (nor my luggage)
Tell whoever's countin' that I'm on a hundred
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Takin' over, now I'm takin' over, yeah (now I'm takin' over)
Think it over? Bitch, I'm thinkin' forward, ta
I'm sippin' lean out a glass, nigga
All I got is Young Money – no more Cash, nigga, ayy!


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A rapper reflecting on their past actions, expressing disinterest in helping others and focusing on their own success, while acknowledging personal flaws and challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: And this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2
No more am I my brother's keeper – Cain and Abel
Young Money sharp, I'm still eatin'
I just chipped my tooth (Mula!)
Tell them niggas – no love lost, 'cause I ain't got shit to lose
I told myself to save yourself
'Cause I can't save you (I can't save you)
I send my goons to kill somebody
I need head proof (I need head proof)
I found the needle in the haystack, put the thread through
I tried to stitch the wound back up, but I just bled through


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A song that talks about the challenges of making it in a cutthroat world, overcoming obstacles and the importance of self-expression. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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Rap battle featuring a metaphorical comparison of one's tongue and weaponry [/INST]

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


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A confident, assertive woman is expressing her desires and warning others not to underestimate her or take advantage of her generosity. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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Lyrics about the relief of no longer being under the influence of drugs and feeling like life is worth living again. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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A fun, catchy, and energetic song about a night out with friends, enjoying the company and making unforgettable memories together. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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Create a song that discusses a powerful and influential sound, contrasting the sorrowful experiences of life with the determination and confidence of pursuing greatness. [/INST]

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


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

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


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A young man describes his luxurious lifestyle with a Lamborghini and the attention he gets from a thirsty woman. [/INST]

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


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

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


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Imagine a conversation between a group of friends, boasting about their accomplishments, playful rivalry, and their reputation in their community. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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She just be like [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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Imagine you're given one chance to achieve your dreams, would you seize the opportunity or let it pass by? [/INST]

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


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

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


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The power of music and the importance of seizing the moment, with the belief that if you give yourself to it, you can achieve greatness. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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Write a fun and catchy lyric about two friends playing a game of tag in a trailer park. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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A song about taking control, leaving negativity behind, and moving forward with energy and confidence. [/INST]

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


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

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


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Slim Shady is a part of everyone's personality, so let's embrace it and celebrate together. [/INST]

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


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Input:
A song for those who struggle with adversity, feeling unappreciated or misunderstood, and facing challenges in life. [/INST]

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


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

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


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

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


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

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


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Write a lyric that playfully represents the idea of identifying oneself through a river and inviting others to join in the experience. [/INST]

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