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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled 6 Inch"
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"content": " \nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness\n\nShe's stacking money, money everywhere she goes (You know)\nPesos out of Mexico (De uno)\nCommas and them decimals\nShe don't gotta give it up, she professional (Oh)\nShe mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy\nShe love the way it tastes, that's her recipe\nRushing through her veins like it's ecstasy (Oh no)\nShe already made enough, but she'll never leave\n\nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness\nShe works for the money, she work for the money\nFrom the start to the finish\nAnd she worth every dollar, she worth every dollar\nAnd she worth every minute\n\nShe work for the money\nShe work for the money\nShe work for the money\nShe work for the money\n\nShe stack her money, money everywhere she goes (She got that uno)\nHer Yamazaki straight from Tokyo (Oh, baby, you know)\nShe got them commas and them decimals\nShe don't gotta give it up 'cause she professional\n\nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn (Goddamn, babe)\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness (Oh)\nShe works for the money (Work for the)\nShe work for the money (Work for the)\nFrom the start to the finish (Oh, baby)\nAnd she worth every dollar (Worth every)\nShe worth every dollar (Work for the)\nAnd she worth every minute\nStars in her eyes\nShe fights for the power, keeping time\nShe grinds day and night\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWork from Friday to Sunday, oh\nShe gon' slang\nShe too smart to crave material things\nShe pushing herself day and night\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWork from Friday to Sunday, oh\nStars in her eyes\nShe fights and she sweats those sleepless nights\nBut she don't mind, she loves the grind\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWorks from Friday to Sunday, yeah, yeah\nShe gon' slang\nToo smart to crave material things\nStacking her paper, stacking her cake up\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWorks from Friday to Sunday\n\nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness\nShe works for the money, she work for the money\n(Know just what to do to make you love me)\nFrom the start to the finish\nAnd she worth every dollar, she worth every dollar (Love me)\nAnd she worth every minute\n\nNow, ooh, boy, I'll make you feel\nYou'll always come back to me\nCome back, come back\nCome back, come back\nCome back, come back"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Lesser Man"
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"content": "What you don't even know\nI'm a deadbeat man, never know when to fold\nSpent a lot for your soul\nYou gon' make that back, I'ma take what I own\nFar away from my home\nIn this hot-ass town, but my blood's still cold and\nBetter let them know\n\nWhen you see them that you make sure they pay you\nPay you in cash\nI don't do favors\nI don't do that\nYou don't want to see me\nSee me get mad\nNo matter how bad you\nYou think I am, am\n\nI'm a lesser man, a lesser man\nA lesser man than you think I am\nYou think you know but you have no idea\nI'm a lesser man, you're the best of them\nFuck the rest of them\nI'm a lessеr man, ah\nAh, than you know\n\nShow the world what I know\nHow you work that tongue to collect thеir souls and\nSeen you do it before\nMake them fall in love, make them beg for more and\nYou can put on a show\nYou're my one top star, you're my bottom girl and\nBefore you kiss 'em and go\n\nDon't leave until you make sure they pay you\nPay you in cash\nI don't do favors\nI don't do that\nYou don't want to see me\nSee me get mad\nNo matter how bad you\nYou think I am, am\n\nI'm a lesser man, a lesser man\nA lesser man than you think I am\nYou think you know but you have no idea\nI'm a lesser man, you're the best of them\nFuck the rest of them\nI'm a lesser man, ah\nAh, than you know\n\nA lesser man than you think I am\nA lesser man than you think I am, I am, am\nI think you should know, darlin'\nAh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Lie"
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"content": " \nUh, Boss Don shit\n(Coke Boy, baby)\nKnow I could have a little fun with it\nMontana, ow\nYou know what it is when you hear that haan\nYep, we gon' get it in, baby\n(La música de Harry Fraud)\nOh, you here, baby, yeah\nYou bring it back in, skrrt, skrrt\n\nShawty in the way, got the mothafuckin' fix, yeah\nSippin' all day got me leanin' off the kickstand\nHouse on my neck, 'nother house on my wristband\nGirls really love me like a mothafuckin' six pack\nNo time for restin' (Restin')\nMy life's invested in bein' a fuckin' legend (Legend)\nAn icon, tryna cement it ('Ment it)\nI'm treatin' every year like it's game seven (Game seven)\nI feel like problems in my city been deaded (Deaded)\nI feel like me and my niggas are unthreatened (Threatened)\nMy new girl hate it when I'm always spendin' (All the time)\nI guess I gotta get used to it 'cause of my exes\nBut it's true, though (But it's true, though)\nBut it's true, though (But it's true, though)\nI'm in the cold, rep the north like I'm Trudeau (Yeah)\nYeah, it's true, though (True, though)\nYeah, it's true, though (True, though)\nMy heart cold but it really beat for you, though\n\nOoh, he do it better, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nHe at my level, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nA hundred thousand for the time, yeah\nThey fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (Skrrt, skrrt)\nAll of my homies gonna shine (Gonna shine)\nYou fuckin' with us, that's a lie (Yeah)\n\nIt's true, though (It's true, though)\nIt, it's true, though (It's true, though)\nI hope your box don't spread like the rumors\nSad, but it's true, though (It's true, though)\nIt's true, though (It's true, though)\nWe was bite down, now we true'd up (A lie)\nShe, she say the baby mine's, that's a lie (That's a lie)\nIf I ain't the hottest in the city, that's a lie (That's a lie)\nSchool, teach you how to read the lines (Read the lines)\nIn these streets, gotta read between the lines\nRoom, room full of ether clouds, you don't want no smoke\n'Fore, before I choke, baby, I'ma choke 'em from their choker (Yeah)\nOnly the red in my eyes see where you come from\nWe, we the gang, either you run with or run from\nI, I'm the head, rockin' bet it's re-up in the sock\nMe, me and Max hit the block like Karl Malone, Stockton\nAnd if I ain't the new Chapo, that's a lie (That's a lie)\nAnd if they tryna tell you we gon' stop, that's a lie\n\nOoh, he do it better, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nHe at my level, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nA hundred thousand for the time, yeah\nThey fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah\nA lie, a lie, a lie, a lie\nA lie, a lie, a lie, a lie\nAll of my homies gonna shine (Gonna shine)\nYou fuckin' with us, that's a lie (Yeah)\n\nI got it a little cheap, baby you should come and play\nDaddy will pay the cab, maybe stay for a day\nKnowin' I got it made\nBitches, they call me whore, son, more buns\nMami bent over for hum\nGive her what she want and let her get it good\nPut it on her tongue\nTold me, \"Charley, boy, you gotta give\nFix me with a lot of dick\nHit me with a lot of kick\nShow me you the man\"\nBustin' quickies and dippin'\nThat be somethin' I can't stand\nOther plans, baby, had of late\nTried to put me in a twirl like the Cheerio\nI ain't talkin' cereal\nPut me in your video, I can make a wave\nBaby girl, comin' home and you can't stay, oww\n\nOoh, he do it better, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nHe at my level, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nA hundred thousand for the time, yeah\nThey fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (Skrrt, skrrt)\nAll of my homies gonna shine (Gonna shine)\nYou fuckin' with us, that's a lie (Yeah)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Lonely Night"
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"content": "Gassed up, yeah, yeah\nHey\nNa-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, hey\n\nWhy would you wanna bring somethin' between us?\nThere's nothin' between us, oh, ayy, ayy\nWhy would you wanna use a life to keep us?\nTo keep us together, oh woah, oh\n\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\nNo good for each other\nBetter when we're both apart (My baby)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\n\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh\nIt was the only time\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize\n\nHow can I make you rethink your decision?\nUnruly decision, oh woah, hey (Oh)\nWhat's gonna make you rethink your position?\nI know your intentions (I know your intentions), oh woah, oh, hey\n\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\nNo good for each other (No good for each other)\nBetter when we're both apart (My baby)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\n\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh (Ooh woah)\nIt was the only time\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize, oh (I apologize)\n\n(Let's go)\nBetter when we're both apart (I'll be)\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh)\nWe're no good for each other\nNo good for each other\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh, baby)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other, hey\n\nWoo\nDa-da-da-da-da-da\nDa-da-da-da-da-da, oh, ho\n\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh (Hey)\nIt was the only time (It was the only time)\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize, oh (Apologize, woah)\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh (Ooh woah)\nIt was the only time\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize, oh (Oh)\n\nBaby girl, I loved you\nYou know I loved you\nKnow I loved you\nHey, no-no-no-no-no\nNo-no-no-no-no, ayy"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Tale By Quincy"
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"content": " \nThat's it\nLooking back now, I didn't know what it was supposed to be\nAnd it's like raising kids, man\nIf you weren't raised, you don't know how to raise, you know?\nI just did the best that I could with them because\nThey know fuckin' well I love them\nBut I didn't do the best I could\nI didn't know what the fuck I was doing\nI didn't\nI will never forget watching my mother get put in a straightjacket\nAnd taken out of my home when I was only seven years old\nShe was diagnosed with Dementia praecox and put in a mental institution\nLeaving my daddy alone with me and my little brother Lloyd\nI latеr had an evil stepmother who furthеr cemented the idea that I didn't need a mother\nGrowing up without one had long lasting influence I didn't fully understand until much later in life\nIt bled into my relationships with family and those I had become romantically involved with\nWhenever I got too close to a woman, I would cut her off\nPart of that was vindictive and partially based on fear\nBut it was also totally subconscious\nLooking back is a bitch, isn't it?"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Acquainted"
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"content": " \nBaby, you're no good\n'Cause they warned me 'bout your type, girl, I've been ducking left and right\nBaby, you're no good\nThink I fell for you, I fell for you, I fell for you\n\nYou got me puttin' time in, time in\nNobody got me feelin' this way\nYou probably think I'm lyin', lyin'\nI'm used to bitches comin' right 'way\n\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nTo say that we're in love is dangerous\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted, oh\nI'll get you touchin' on your body\nI'll get you touchin' on your body\nI know I'd rather be complacent\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted\nWe're acquainted\n\nBaby, you're no good\nAll my niggas think I'm crazy 'cause I'm thinkin' 'bout us lately\nBut really if I could\nI'd forget about you, 'get about you, 'get about you\n\nYou got me puttin' time in, time in\nNobody got me feelin' this way\nYou probably think I'm lyin', lyin'\nI'm used to bitches comin' right 'way\n\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nTo say that we're in love is dangerous\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted, oh\nI got you touchin' on your body\nI got you touchin' on your body\nI know I'd rather be complacent\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted\nWe're acquainted\n\nMomma called me cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin'\n'Cause I won't find somebody that's real (She wants somebody that's real), sh-yeah\n'Cause every time I try to, try to, try to run\nThe fast life keeps gaining on me (The fast life keeps gaining on me), sh-yeah\nBut ever since I met you (Ever since I met you)\nI couldn't believe what you did\nSo comfort me, babe, ain't no rush from me, babe\n(Woooooh)\n\nI'll keep on touchin' on your body\nI'll keep on touchin' on your body\nTo say that we're in love is dangerous\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted, oh\nI got you touchin' on your body (Touchin' on your body)\nI got you touchin' on your body (Touchin' on your body)\nI know I'd rather be complacent\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted\nWe're acquainted\n\nI'm not tryna talk at all\n'Cause I'm tryna love you crazy\nPut some more inside your cup\nAnd drink 'til you numb the pain\nI got you touchin' on your body\nThese girls keep touchin' on they body\nThey got accustomed to the life we live\nThese girls born in the '90s are dangerous\nI got 'em thinkin' that they want me\nAlthough, they know they not the only\nI got 'em wanting to embrace their sins\nThese girls born in the '90s are dangerous"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Adaptation"
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"content": " \nWhen the sun comes up, you're searching for a love\nSo your heart won't lead you to anyone\nWhen the sun goes down, I know what you become\nYou become awake, unlike the rest of us\nThe afternoon has gently passed me by\nThe evening spreads its sail against the sky\nWaiting for tomorrow\nJust another day\nAs I bid yesterday goodbye\n\nI lay my head on a thousand beds\nIt's been a test to see how far a man\nCan go without himself\nI think I lost the only piece that held it all in place\nNow my madness is the only love I let myself embrace\nI could've stayed\n\nBut I chose the lie\nI chose the life\nThen I realized\nShe might've been the one\nI let it go\nFor a little fun\nI made a trade\nGave away our days\nFor a little fame\nNow I'll never see your face\nBut it's okay, I adapted anyway\n\nAdapted to these models\nWho's adapted to the bottle\nThey take it down like water\nJust to burn away their sorrows\nI'll stay up ‘til tomorrow\nJust to tear down all their morals\nAnd all is fair in Love and War\nShe's pure\n\nSo pure, like the love that's so uncut and raw\nAnd clean, so clean, as opposed to what I offered\n\nBecause I chose the lie\nI chose the life\nThen I realized\nShe might've been the one\nI let it go\nFor a little fun\nI made a trade\nGave away our days\nFor a little fame\nNow I'll never see your face\nBut it's okay, I adapted anyway\n\nShe might just be the one\nShe might just be the one (Oh, baby)\nShe might just be the one\nShe might just be the one\nThe afternoon has gently passed me by\nThe evening spreads its sail against the sky\nWaiting for tomorrow\nJust another day\nGod bid yesterday goodbye"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled After Hours"
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"content": " \nThought I almost died in my dream again (Baby, almost died)\nFightin' for my life, I couldn't breathe again\nI'm fallin' in too deep (Oh, oh)\nWithout you, I can't sleep (Fallin' in)\n'Cause my heart belongs to you\nI'll risk it all for you\nI want you next to me\nThis time, I'll never leave\nI wanna share babies\nProtection, we won't need\nYour body next to me\nIs just a memory\nI'm fallin' in too deep, oh\nWithout you, I can't sleep\nInsomnia relieve, oh\nTalk to me, without you, I can't breathe\n\nMy darkest hours\nGirl, I felt so alone inside of this crowded room\nDifferent girls on the floor, distractin' my thoughts of you\nI turned into the man I used to be, to be\nPut myself to sleep\nJust so I can get closer to you inside my dreams\nDidn't wanna wake up 'less you were beside me\nI just wanted to call you and say, and say\n\nOh, baby\nWhere are you now when I need you most?\nI'd give it all just to hold you close\nSorry that I broke your heart, your heart\n\nNever comin' down, uh\nI was running away from facin' reality, uh\nWastin' all of my time out living my fantasies\nSpendin' money to compensate, compensate\n'Cause I want you, baby, uh\nI be livin' in heaven when I'm inside of you\nIt was simply a blessing wakin' beside you\nI'll never let you down again, again\n\nOh, baby\nWhere are you now when I need you most?\nI'd give it all just to hold you close\nSorry that I broke your heart, your heart\nI said, baby\nI'll treat you better than I did before\nI'll hold you down and not let you go\nThis time, I won't break your heart, your heart, yeah\n\nI know it's all my fault\nMade you put down your guard\nI know I made you fall\nThen said you were wrong for me\nI lied to you, I lied to you, I lied to you (To you)\nCan't hide the truth, I'd stay with her in spite of you\nYou did some things that you regret, still ride for you\n'Cause this house is not a home\n\nWithout my baby\nWhere are you now when I need you most?\nI gave it all just to hold you close\nSorry that I broke your heart, your heart\nAnd I said, baby\nI'll treat you better than I did before\nI'll hold you down and not let you go\nThis time, I won't break your heart, your heart, no"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled All I Know"
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"content": " \nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\n\nThe reasons I can't have you are so easy to fix\nI didn't really plan to, but I'ma do it for thi-is\nThe reasons I can't have you isn't so complicated\nBaby, if you let me, I won't hesita-ate\n\nAll I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\n\nI know there's been stigma 'round me\nI know you heard things about me\nYou sleep one eye closed, too scared to get heartbroke\nHeard too many lies told, don't make this shit my fault\nI could tell why you would doubt me\nI hit one time and you can't live without me\nGirl, I'm just peakin', I'm just tryna be on top of you\nOn top of you\n\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know is this (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I know)\nAll I know is this (All I know, all I know, all I know, all I know)\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nIs this, is this\n\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\n\nS-s-sleep with one eye open\nI'm terrified to get my heart broke\nBlood talkin' like a Piru\nFuck with me, nigga, you gon' die slow (Gang)\nLamborghini make you Crip walk (Skrrt)\nI'm smashin' off with my side ho\nFull of these medicals, bitches, got several\nShe eat the dick up like it's an edible\nThen I get back to my capital\nI got the Glock on the passenger\nI got these tropical fantasies\nThey gon' remember my legacy\nHang out the roof of the Ghost\nThe cash in my pocket spill right on the floor\nThe cash in my pocket spill out on the floor\nWhen the cash overflow, let the cash overflow\nI done fucked a bitch that bougie (Yeah)\nHave you ever, ever fucked a bitch that bougie? (Oh-ooh)\nI done fucked a bitch that bougie\nI done, I done, I done fucked a bitch that bougie (Oh-ooh)\nI done fucked a bitch conceited\nI done fucked a few, few bitches conceited (Oh, yeah)\nWe just wanna say we did it\nWe just wanna say we did it (They say)\nI know like you know\nI keep that trigger beside me (Keep that trig')\nI know like you know\nYou just another body (Oh)\nI know like you know\nI keep that trigger beside me (Keep that trig', oh, oh)\nI know like you know\nYou just another body (Just another body)\nHave you fucked a bitch this pretty?\nHit her on the first night and went and bought titties\nHave you fucked a bitch this pretty?\nHit her on the first night and went and bought titties (Bought what?)\nNiggas always sneak dissin'\nWe gon' continue fuckin' they bitches\nI ain't just fuckin' that bitch\nI been the one makin' love to that bitch\n\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know is this (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I know)\nAll I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\n(All I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this) Is this, is this"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Alone Again"
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"content": " \nTake off my disguise\nI'm living someone else's life\nSuppressing who I was inside\nSo I throw two thousand ones in the sky\nTogether we're alone (Together we're alone)\nIn Vegas, I feel so at home (In Vegas, I feel so at home)\nI'm falling only for the night\nSo I throw two thousand ones in the sky (The sky)\nOh, oh, oh, how much to light up my star again\nAnd rewire all my thoughts?\nOh, baby, won't you remind me what I am\nAnd break, break my little cold heart?\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh\nOh, oh-oh-oh, oh\n\nCall me up and I'll send for you\nTake me down to your altitude\nI don't know if I can be alone again (Alone again)\nI don't know if I can sleep alone again (Alone again)\nCheck my pulse for a second time (A second time)\nI took too much, I don't wanna die\nI don't know if I can be alone again (Alone again)\nI don't know if I can sleep alone again\n\nWoah-oh-oh-oh-oh\nWoah-oh-oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\n\nCount it up, it's all for you, count it up\nCount it up, it's all for you, count it up\n'Cause I don't know if I can be alone again\nI don't know if I can be alone again"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Angel"
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"content": " \n(Ooh, ooh)\n(Ooh, ooh)\nOh, oh, yeah\nYeah, hey, yeah\n\nAngel, oh-oh-oh-oh\nKnew you were special from the moment I saw you (Saw you)\nI saw you, yeah\nI said, angel, oh-oh-oh-oh\nI feel you closer every time I call you (Call you)\nI call you\n\n'Cause all I see are wings\nWell, I can see your wings\nBut I know what I am and the life I live (Life I live)\nYeah, the life I live\nAnd even though I sin\nMaybe we are born to live\nBut I know time will tell if we're meant for this\nYeah, if we're meant for this\nAnd if we're not\n\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love\nSomebody to love\nYeah, uh, yeah, yeah\n\nSaid, angel, woah-oh-oh-oh\nYou'll probably never take me back and I know this (Know this)\nYeah, I know this, aw, baby\nI said angel, woah-oh-oh-oh\nI'm so desensitized to feeling these emotions (Emotions)\nYeah, no emotions, baby\n\n'Cause all I see are wings\nWell, I can see your wings\nBut I know what I am and the life I live (Life I live)\nYeah, the life I live\nAnd even though I sin\nWe are born to live\nBut I know time will tell if we're meant for this\nYeah, if we're meant for this\nAnd if we're not\n\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh)\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh)\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh)\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love\nSomebody to love\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nAnd even though we live inside\nA dangerously empty life\nYou always seem to bring the light\nYou always seem to bring the light\nAnd even though we live inside\nA dangerously empty life\nYou always seem to bring me light\nYou always seem to bring me light\n\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love\nYeah, yeah, oh\n\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody, baby)\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh, woah, ooh)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody)\nI hope you find somebody to love (I hope you find somebody to love)\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Woo)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find, oh)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find, oh)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody, baby)\nI hope you find somebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love\nSomebody to love\nYeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah\nOoh, somebody, baby\nI hope you find somebody (If you love somebody)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody, babe)\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Another One Of Me"
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"content": " \nDon't waste your tears on me\nI'ma tell you it ain't worth the fight\nI'ma hurt you if you let me\nI can love you only for the night\nI can love you for the night, baby\nBaby, I could play your role-play\nI can tell that you're the only one\nAnd I'ma promise that you feel pain\nYou ain't gon' get pain from no one else, yeah\nGet it from no one else\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\nAnother one of me won't come around again\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Montana)\n\nCoke boy floodin' the streets, feedin' the fam' (Woo)\nSpeedin' the Lamb', pray to the east, feet in the sand (Ayy)\nMake your mouth piece obese like Della Reese\nPuttin' squares in the garden, holdin' court in the streets (Ah)\nI gotta go to heaven, I had a hell of a life\nFightin' my bitch, married the game, made it my wife (Haan)\nAbu Dhabi, Vecerans and Bugattis\nChopper under the dasher, blend with the Emirates (Baow, baow-baow-baow)\nCoi Leray in L.A., no more parties (No more parties)\nToo $hort from the Bay, got the E and the .40 (Baow-baow-baow)\nThere's a cause and effect to every action\nHold you down, never slip up, like Derif Jackson (Woo)\nIf you can stand the rain, I'll get you that new addition\nShawty wanna eat, but wasn't with me in the kitchen (Wasn't with me in the kitchen)\nGotta sign a NDA to get next to me (Uh)\nI can turn a whole brick to a NFT (Woo)\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\nAnother one of me won't come around again\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Talk to 'em)\n\nOne-night stand 'cause I'm toxic (21)\nWe don't go on dates, I'm tryna duck the paparazzi (Facts)\nPull it out and put it in her face like it's hibachi (Ah)\nYou know I'm a dog, you probably better off without me (Come on)\nDiamonds on my body, I'm a hockey puck (On God)\nLil' mama been around the hood like the ice cream truck (On God)\nI ain't leavin' you for dead, come get your life cleaned up\nStill can't put a ring on her, she a nice ting but— (Come on)\nYou can come and join the team, I got cap space (21)\nWhole pointers on the bezel, call it, \"Fat face\" (21)\nA-Rod, I'm ballin', but I'm loyal, never leave the base (Never)\nYou can call me anythin' you want but just don't call me, \"Bae\" (On God)\nPut her to the test and she was here to stay (21)\nFall asleep on FaceTime when I'm away (21)\nShe addicted to the game, and she know I play\nIf you tryna find another me, then you gon' have to pray\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, baby\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Uh)\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Ayo, check this out)\nOoh-ooh\n\nAll I am is a man with ambition to be the best (Ooh-ooh)\nWhen I failed, it just gave me the vision to see the rest (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)\nWasn't even ready when God gave me the test\nSo I pray you find love in the pieces of me that's left (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)\nDear Heavenly Father\nYeah, I pray you find love in the pieces of me that's left (Ooh-ooh)\nFeel it in your soul, it separates from your flesh (Ooh)\nThe nights that I cried alone, they taught me best (Ooh)\nAnybody shine like this, they mighty blessed\nBut sometimes, you gotta go through the dark to manifest (Ooh)\nYeah, turn me up (Turn me up)\nYo, sometimes, you gotta through the dark to manifest (Ooh)\nSometimes, you gotta smile through the agony and the stress\nMy feet ain't been on the ground, I'm flyin' and landin' jets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nThe world'll never get another me\nBut I ain't did shit if God ain't impressed\n\nI keep talkin' to Him"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled As You Are"
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"content": " \nIt's just me and you\nThey couldn't see what I see in you, yeah\n'Cause I believe in you, uh\nYou're the only one I choose\n\nEven though you break my heart, my heart\n(Even though you break my heart, baby)\nI know what we are, our love's too young\nEven though you break my heart, my love\nI'ma need you, I'ma need you, I'ma need you, yeah\n\nShow me your broken heart and all your scars\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are, yeah\nShow me your broken parts and all your flaws\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are, yeah\n\nIt's just you and I\nOoh, yeah\nJust a phase in our little lie, ch-yeah\nWe can sex all night, uh\nOoh, woah\nI see the want to in your eyes\n\nBut you know I'll break your heart, your heart\n'Cause I know what we are, our love's too young\nEven though I'll break your heart, your heart\nI'ma need you, I'ma need you, I'ma need you, yeah\n\nShow me your broken heart and all your scars\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are\nShow me your broken parts and all your flaws\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are, yeah, yeah\n\nOh, oh, hey-ey\nYou know it, you know I know it, baby\nNo, no, yeah, you know it, you know I know it, baby\nYou know, you know, you know\nYou know, know, oh\nYou know, know, baby\n\nAs I am\nBaby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am, as I am\nBaby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am\nOoh, ooh\nAs I am, baby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am\nAs I am, baby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Attention"
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"content": " \nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\n\nBaby, you were so strong\nBaby, you were calm, you were so calm, yeah\nTell me where it went wrong\nTell me how to love, it's been so long\nWhen a call's not enough, yeah\nAnd you just need to touch\nThinkin' twice I'm the one, yeah\nBut you just need to trust\n\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nYou only notice it 'cause I'm never around\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh, babe\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nThe only problem is you'll never get enough\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh woah\n\nWhat do you expect now?\nOnly thing left is the sex now\n'Cause baby too vexed now\nOnly see me on the TV or the bed now\nWhen a touch not enough, yeah\nYou were more than a fuck\nThinkin' twice I'm the one\nBut you just need to trust\n\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nYou only notice it 'cause I'm never around\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh, babe\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nThe only problem is you'll never get enough\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh woah\nOoh, ooh\nOoh, attention\nOoh, ooh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\nOoh (Love all the attention, baby), attention (Love all the attention)\n\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nYou only notice it 'cause I'm never around\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh, babe\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nThe only problem is you'll never get enough\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh woah, yeah\n\nOh, oh (Yeah), oh, oh (Yeah)\nOh, oh (Yeah), oh, oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Baptized In Fear"
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"content": "Yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nOoh, no, ooh, no, shit\n\nI fell asleep in the tub, I was met with paralysis\nMy foot hit the faucet, water started flowing in\nCouldn't scream for help, I just slowly felt the pressure hit\nMoving one toe was the only form of motion left\nCan't breathe for air, can't breathe\nTrying to remember everything that my preacher said\nTryna right my wrongs, my rеgrets filling up my head\nAll the timеs I dodged death, this can't be the way it ends, no\n\nFigure in the corner I can't quite see (Quite see)\nI just know the shadow's staring at me\nIt gets closer, it gets closer, it gets closer now\nFigure in the corner laughing at me (At me)\nWater fill my lungs, vision blurry\nHeartbeat slower, heartbeat slower, heartbeat slower\n\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\n\nI've been baptized in fear, my dear\nI've been the chief of sin\nWashing my soul within\nI've been baptized in fear, my dear\nLike Paul, I'm the chief of sin\nWashing my soul within, oh\n\nFigure in the corner I can't quite see (Quite see)\nI just know the shadow's staring at me\nIt gets closer, it gets closer, it gets closer now\nFigure in the corner laughing at me (At me)\nWater fill my lungs, vision blurry\nHeartbeat slower, heartbeat slower, heartbeat slower\n\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Belong To the World"
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"content": " \nThe wind in the sky\nPlease gather the clouds\nAnd close the way of the wind\nI need to make the beautiful dancer\nLike a muse, so I can keep looking at her\nToo bad if you forget about me\nI have to live with it\nWe swear by God we will be together forever\nNow I'm worried God will take your soul\nBecause you broke your promise\nLike the fire which guards light up to search things\nBurns up in the night\nAnd fades into the daylight\nJust as my love and thoughts of you\nBurn in the night and fade into the sun\n\nI know you want your money, girl\n'Cause you do this every day, okay\nThe way you doubt your feelings\nAnd look the other way\nWell, it's something I relate to\nYour gift of nonchalance\nBut nobody's ever made me fall in love\nWith this amount of touch, well\n\nI'm not a fool\nI just love that you're dead inside (That you're dead inside)\nI'm not a fool, I'm just lifeless, too\nBut you taught me how to feel\nWhen nobody ever would\nAnd you taught me how to love\nWhen nobody ever could\n\nOoh, girl, I know I should leave you\nAnd learn to mistreat you\n'Cause you belong to the world\nAnd ooh, girl, I wanna embrace you\nDomesticate you\nBut you belong to the world\nYou belong to the world\n\nAnd I know that I'm saying too much\nEven though I'd rather hold my tongue, yeah\nAnd I'll pull you closer holding on to\nEvery moment 'til my time is done, yeah\nAnd this ain't right, you've been the only one to make me smile\nIn so long, I've succumbed to what I've become, oh, baby\n\nI'm not a fool (I'm not a fool)\nI just love that you're dead inside (That you're dead inside)\nI'm not a fool (Oh, no) I'm just lifeless, too (I'm just lifeless, too)\nBut you taught me how to feel (You taught me how to feel)\nWhen nobody ever would (When nobody ever would)\nAnd you taught me how to love (You taught me how to love)\nWhen nobody ever could (Oh, babe, oh, babe)\n\nOoh, girl, I know I should leave you (I know I should leave you)\nAnd learn to mistreat you (And learn to mistreat you)\n'Cause you belong to the world (Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah)\nAnd ooh, girl, I wanna embrace you (Oh, babe, I wanna embrace you)\nDomesticate you (Domesticate you)\nBut you belong to the world (Oh, baby)\n\nYou belong to the world, you belong to the world\nYou belong to the loneliness of filling every need\nOh, no, you belong to the world, you belong to the world\nYou belong to the temporary moments of a dream\n\nOoh, girl, I know I should leave you\nAnd learn to mistreat you\n'Cause you belong to the world, ooh, yeah\nAnd ooh, girl, I want to embrace you\nDomesticate you\nBut you belong to the world\n\nYou belong to the world\nYou belong to the world\nYou belong to the world\nYou belong to the world"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Best Friends"
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"content": " \nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nOh, oh, oh\nHey\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\nOh, what we got\nBaby, what we got is secure\nBeen a part of toxic love\nIt tore us apart\nThings you want, I'm not lookin' for\nYou're my best friend now\nYou're my best friend now\nOh, I don't want to be responsible\nFor your heart if we fall\n'Cause I'll get clumsy and tear it apart\nI love you so, but we can't get close\nYou're my best friend now\nYou're my best friend now\n\nOh, I love it when we climax (Climax)\nAnd I would never burn you\nI could never hurt you\nIf we do it like that\nDon't try to take it further\nFocus on the friendship\nGet a little sidetracked\nCatchin' little feelings\nThought we had arrangements\nThought you weren't like that\nYeah (Uh-uh), I thought you weren't like that\n\nOh, friends no more\nSex as friends no more\nYou don't wanna have sex as friends no more\nFriends no more\nOoh, friends no more, uh\nSex as friends no more\nYou don't wanna have sex as friends no more\nOh\n\nOh, what we got (Oh yeah)\nBaby, what we got is secure\nBeen a part of toxic love\nIt tore us apart (Oh yeah)\nThings you want, I'm not lookin' for (I'm not searchin')\nYou're my best friend now (Oh, baby)\nYou're my best friend now\nOh, I don't want to be responsible\nFor your heart if we fall (Oh no)\n'Cause I'll get clumsy and tear it apart\nI love you so (Oh yeah), but we can't get close\nYou're my best friend now (Best friend now)\nYou're my best friend now (Best friend now)\n\nDawn FM (Radio)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Big Sleep"
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"content": " \nLa, la, la, la, la, la\nLa, la, la, la, la, la\nLa-la, la-la, la-la\n\nYou know I love it when you're angry\nI'm looking at you like\nNo, no, no, no, no\nAs I make you go\nI don't want you to go away\nI found you, I found you\n\nWell, you used up your borrowed life\nAnd you wasted your borrowed time\nBig sleep, big sleep\nWell, you barely put up a fight\nReady for the forever night\nBig sleep, big sleep, oh\n\nOh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\n\nNow I lay me down to sleep\nPray the Lord my soul to keep\nAngels watch me through the night\nWake me up with light\n\nOh, oh-oh-oh, oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh\nSoul resurrecting\nAs He finally comes to life, oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Blinding Lights"
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"content": " \nYeah\n\nI've been tryna call\nI've been on my own for long enough\nMaybe you can show me how to love, maybe\nI'm goin' through withdrawals\nYou don't even have to do too much\nYou can turn me on with just a touch, baby\n\nI look around and\nSin City's cold and empty (Oh)\nNo one's around to judge me (Oh)\nI can't see clearly when you're gone\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch\nI said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night\nOh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust\nHey, hey, hey\n\nI'm running out of time\n'Cause I can see the sun light up the sky\nSo I hit the road in overdrive, baby, oh\n\nThe city's cold and empty (Oh)\nNo one's around to judge me (Oh)\nI can't see clearly when you're gone\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch\nI said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night\nOh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust\n\nI'm just calling back to let you know (Back to let you know)\nI could never say it on the phone (Say it on the phone)\nWill never let you go this time (Ooh)\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch\nHey, hey, hey\n\nHey, hey, hey\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled CIRCUS MAXIMUS"
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"content": " \nUnreal, what is this?\nGod done gave me strength\nAre these the front row seats you wanted?\nWe'll have our final moment\n\nA walk-in attraction\nA walkin' distraction\nI'm naturally Black and\nUnnaturally breathin'\nLike a waist that is snatchin'\nWelcome to my world where it's packed in\nAt the top of the tavern\nHow I see when this happenin'\nAll the real have been dabbed in\nAll the, all the bumps and the grabbin'\nAin't no cops here harassin'\nAll the looks and the laughin'\nAnd outside, it got traffic\n'Cause inside, we wreak havoc\nYеah, I know when this\nYeah, I know when this drastic, whеre it's goin'\nWhen I back up emotions\nAll this here, I'm controllin'\nWhen I'm back in the\nWhen I'm back in the streets, on my side, I'm patrollin'\nWhen I'm back in the, when I'm back in the (Ah)\n\nI know our love is forsaken (Woo)\nBut do you care if I was alive? (Whenever I'm back in the, ah)\nOr do you wanna be famous? (Woo, yeah)\n\nI took the top off\nLike she took her lil' blouse off\nToo hard to go drop off\nYou know that boy not soft\nI never would travel\nSo I need me a time vault\nI been up in Cabo\nWith my Bailey Osanto\nIn this world, look around, yo\nIt's just mano y mano\nI might still eat McDonald's\nBut don't think I'm a Ronald\nI went back to my land\nMove like Moses, walkin' over seas\nIn my state because the country\nEvery part of it is part of me\nTell your parliament, \"Pardon me\" (Woo)\nOff the saké, turned to Socrates (Woo)\nHeavy moments on the ground\nFeel it shapin' in the sound\n'Cause we ri—, 'cause we right in yo' house\nAnd you know that we down\nIf yo' ass don't know nothin'\nGotta know that it's time\nI'm excited to jump in\nSo much that I'm flyin'\nPut you right in the function\nTook you right off a vine\nGot this shit in a bind\nWe got it, we got it now (Ah, woo)\nWhenever I'm duckin' it (Ah, woo)\n\nI'm waiting on a let go\nI'm waiting on a let go\nI know myself, I know exactly how to make you special\nGo, collect your fame\nI'm waiting in an echo\nI'm waiting in an echo\n'Cause you keep callin' back, I thought I told you that we do not\nSorry, I didn't let you out\nOut, woah-oh\n(Out)\n(Out, woah-oh)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Call Out My Name"
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"content": " \nWe found each other\nI helped you out of a broken place\nYou gave me comfort\nBut falling for you was my mistake\n\nI put you on top, I put you on top\nI claimed you so proud and openly\nAnd when times were rough, when times were rough\nI made sure I held you close to me\n\nSo call out my name (Call out my name)\nCall out my name when I kiss you so gently\nI want you to stay (Want you to stay)\nI want you to stay even though you don't want me\nGirl, why can't you wait? (Why can't you wait, baby?)\nGirl, why can't you wait 'til I fall out of love?\nWon't you call out my name? (Call out my name)\nGirl, call out my name, and I'll be on my way and\nI'll be on my—\n\nI said I didn't feel nothing, baby, but I lied\nI almost cut a piece of myself for your life\nGuess I was just another pit stop\n'Til you made up your mind\nYou just wasted my time\n\nYou were on top, I put you on top\nI claimed you so proud and openly, babe\nAnd when times were rough, when times were rough\nI made sure I held you close to me\n\nSo call out my name (Call out my name, baby)\nSo call out my name when I kiss you so gently (Ohh)\nI want you to stay (I want you to stay)\nI want you to stay even though you don't want me\nGirl, why can't you wait? (Girl, why can't you wait 'til I?)\nGirl, why can't you wait 'til I fall out of loving?\nBabe, call out my name (Say call out my name, baby)\nGirl, call out my name and I'll be on my way\nAnd, I'll be on my—\n\nOn my way, on my way\nOn my way, on my way, ooh\nOn my way, on my way, on my way\nOn my way, on my way, on my way\n(On my)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Can’t Feel My Face"
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"content": " \n\nAnd I know she'll be the death of me\nAt least we'll both be numb\nAnd she'll always get the best of me\nThe worst is yet to come\nBut at least we'll both be beautiful\nAnd stay forever young\nThis I know, uh\nThis I know\n\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nAbout it\"\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nNo more\"\nWe both know we can't go\nWithout it\nShe told me, \"You'll never\nBe alo-oh-oh-ooh\"\n\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you\nBut I love it\nBut I love it, oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you\nBut I love it\nBut I love it, oh\n\nAnd I know she'll be the death of me\nAt least we'll both be numb\nAnd she'll always get the best of me\nThe worst is yet to come\nAll the misery was necessary\nWhen we're deep in love\nThis I know (Girl)\nGirl, I know, uh\n\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nAbout it\"\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nNo more\"\nWe both know we can't go\nWithout it\nShe told me, \"You'll never\nBe alo-oh-oh-ooh\"\n\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you\nBut I love it\nBut I love it, oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with\nYou (I can't feel my face)\nBut I love it (But I love it)\nBut I love it (I can't feel my face), oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you (When I'm with you)\nBut I love it (But I love it, yeah)\nBut I love it (But I love it), oh\n(I can't feel my face) I can't feel my face when I'm with (When I'm with you) you\nBut I love it (But I love it)\nBut I love it (Girl, I love it), oh\n\nOh\nOh-oh\nOoh-ooh\n\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nAbout it\"\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nNo more\"\nWe both know we can't go (Can't go)\nWithout it\nShe told me, \"You'll never\nBe alo-oh-oh—\nOoh\"\n\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you (I can't feel my face, girl)\nBut I love it (But I love it, yeah)\nBut I love it (Oh, I love it, yeah) oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with\nYou (Said, I can't feel my face)\nBut I love it (But I love it)\nBut I love it (Girl, I love it), oh\n(I can't feel my face) I can't feel my face when I'm with\n(When I'm with you) you\nBut I love it (Know I love it, girl)\nBut I love it (Don't you think I do?), oh\n(I can't feel my face) I can't feel my face when I'm with\n(When I'm with you) you (I can't feel my face, girl)\nBut I love it (When I'm with you, baby)\nBut I love it (Said, when I'm with you, baby), oh\nI can't feel my fa—\n\nUh\nHey!"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Closing Night"
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"content": "Yeah, you're emotional\nWhen I'm just being logical at times\nHow can our love ever grow\nWhen you're just tryna dig for lies?\nYou're irrational\nWhen I see you chronically online\nHow can our roots ever grow\nLivin' off a cellphone light?\n\nHow did we get to this place?\nI don't know what I should say\n'Cause you and I been knowin' the truth\nAnd I know I'm the one that you blame\nHow did your love turn to hate?\nYou said I made you this way\nI'm not tryna argue the truth\nI'm used to always takin' the blame\n\nOne last time and I'll let you make your case\nOne last time 'causе you're playin' in my face\nOne last timе, baby, one last time, baby\nOne last time before we both walk away\nI just wanna go back to the simple times that made me trust you\n'Cause the weight of my past doesn't feel so heavy when I'm with you\n\nHow did we get to this place?\nI don't know what I should say\n'Cause you and I been knowin' the truth\nAnd I know I'm the one that you blame\nHow did your love turn to hate?\nYou said I made you this way\nI'm not tryna argue the truth\nI'm used to always takin' the blame\n(One last time, one last time)\n(One last time, one last time)\nI'm used to always takin' the blame"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Come Thru"
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"content": " \nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nOh yeah, come through\nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nOh yeah, uh\n\nBut baby, let's face it, I'm not into dating\nI haven't been patient\nEver since I been famous my time has been racing\nMy motives are basic, this life I've been chasing\nThese hearts I've been breaking\nAnd these girls I been tasting don't never get naked\nJust put it in a ponytail, fuck 'em from behind\nFuck 'em with their clothes on, panties to the side\nPut the panties to the side, like a don do\nGet it wet, let it slide like a sunroof\nGot goals, got dreams, got hoes, got cribs\nGot niggas that'll die for a prince\nGot my city on lock, XO 'til the death\nLeft town in a coach, came back in a jet\n\nCome through, I'm not living like I did before\nCome through, um, I said come through\nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nCome through, oh yeah\nOh, come through\nI've been out there puttin' down that work\nCome through, oh yeah, I said come through\nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nCome through, come through, ohh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Comin Out Strong"
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"content": "Like a nigga don't dance, but he make moves\nThey fuck around, now a nigga gotta shame you\nI'm shameless, I be rockin' all my chains too\nThey told me, \"Boy I think the money's startin' to change you\"\nLord save you, Lord save you\n'Member runnin' through the city in the same shoes\nNow I'm gunnin' in the Benz and the Range too\nI'm on point, know a nigga never take two\nThey said I couldn't reach Mars, so I turned to a star\nNow I might have fucked around, might have raised up the bar\nNow I'm talkin' cash, talk cash all in my palm\nMy nigga Cash said, \"Watch what they do for the ones\"\nI know she wanna be poppin' all over the 'Gram\nWhen the cameras come out, wanna hold my hand\nMust be out of your mind, do you know who I am?\nMan, you're killin' my vibe, do you know who I am?\nOh, yeah\n\nThey take my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nTake my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out..\n\nI might end up with your ho if I take one (Still comin')\nNow days if they don't have a story, they gon' make one (Still comin')\nLast night I gave my heart to a fake one (Still comin')\nI done end up on the blogs with the wrong one (Still comin')\nIt's hard to tell the real stories from the fake ones (Yeah, comin')\n'Cause now days if they don't got it they'll make one (Still comin')\nThe only time I feel alive when I take (Still comin')\nI wanna vent but I know it ain't safe (Still comin')\nMust be out of your mind, do you know who I am? (Do you know who I am?)\nUsed to hit it from behind, do you know who I am? (Never say my name)\nI can't give you all my time, do you know who I am? (Give you my t-)\nMake you fall in love tonight, must don't know who I am, I am\nI showed you a million, no videos (No videos)\nI opened up Bentley doors, I invented doors (I invented)\nBodies droppin' and we duckin' the law\nIf you the one to take the blame, you can't say what you saw, no\n\nThey take my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')\nStill comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')\nStill comin' out strong\nTake my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')\nStill comin' out strong (Still comin')\nStill comin' out..\n\nPluto don't dance, but I make moves (Keep comin')\nWe fucked around, now a nigga gotta shame you (Keep comin')\nShameless, I've been rockin' all my chains too (Keep comin')\nTold me, \"Boy I think the money startin' to change you\"\nLord save you, Lord save you\nThey might pick you up, just throw you down with the fall\nYou must not know who I am\nYou must not know who I am\nI pour champagne on the ground\nI pour champagne on the ground\nMy brother Casino said you wasn't Freebandz (Freebandz)\nAnd at the time I couldn't see what he was sayin' (He was sayin')\nYou turned your back, I should have never gave you chances (Gave you chances)\nI call for loyalty, she didn't ever answer\nI'm a boss, I'ma make my own family (La familia)\nYou're with my ex, while I'm with different color candies\n(So familiar)\nI got Jenny, I got Tammy, I got Sandy\nYou try to sneak and leave 'em then I leave you stranded\nBe honest to me\n\nThey take my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong (Be honest to me)\nTake my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out...\n\nKindness, she lie\nStill comin', lie\nBoss, fuck around, boss\nKindness\nDown, like a nigga, she lie\nKindness, she lie\nKindness, oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Coming Down"
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"content": " \nAll alone\nAll alone\nAll alone\nAll alone\n\nI got something to tell you but don't know how I'ma say it\nI guess that I could only say one thing\nGirl, I been bad again, girl, I been bad again\n'Cause with this money comes problems\nAnd with these problems comes solutions\nAnd I use 'em\nWhen I'm faded I forget\nForget what you mean to me\nHope you know what you mean to me\n\nPick up your phone\nThe party's finished and I want you to know\nI'm all alone\nI'm feelin' everything before I got up\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Oh no)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ooh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Oh yeah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down\n\nPoppin' again, I tried to quit again\nI'm always tight with something I begin\nThat's why my niggas got me to the end\nSupply what I take, I take what I spend, baby\nI ain't lying to nobody but me\nAnd you, and me\nBut you especially\n\nPick up your phone (Oh, oh)\nThe party's finished and I want you to know\nI'm all alone\nI'm feelin' everything before I got up\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down (No, oh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (When I'm coming down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Right down, right down, right down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah-oh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Right down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down\n\n私を怒らせないでほしい\nこのような事をされるのは不快だ\n士郎は卑怯です\n私の過去を知って、何度も私の中に入ってくる\n私の答えなど知っているはずなのに\n私がどれほど罪を重ねてきたことを、あなたは知っていないの\nPick up your phone\nI'm all alone\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Creepin’"
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"content": " \n(Just can't believe this, man)\n(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)\nSomebody said they saw you\nThe person you were kissing wasn't me\nAnd I would never ask you\nI just kept it to myself\n\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\n\nI think about it when I hold you\nWhen lookin' in your eyes, I can't believe\nAnd I don't need to know the truth\nBaby, keep it to yourself\n\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\n\nDid he touch you better than me? (Touch you better than me)\nDid he watch you fall asleep? (Watch you fall asleep)\nDid you show him all those things that you used to do to me?\nIf you're better off that way (Better off that way)\nThere ain't more that I can say (More that I can say)\nJust go on and do your thing and don't come back to me\n\nWoah, woah, woah, 21\nHad me crushin', I was cuffin' like the precinct\nHow you go from housewife to a sneaky link?\nGot you riding 'round in all type of Benzes and Rovers\nGirl, you used to ride in the rinky-dink\nI'm the one put you in Eliantte (On God)\nFashion Nova model, I put you on the runway (On God)\nYou was rockin' Coach bags, got you Chane'-ne'\nSide bitch in Frisco, I call her my Bay-bae (21)\nI got a girl, but I still feel alone (On God)\nIf you playin' me that mean my home ain't home (On God)\nHavin' nightmares of goin' through your phone (21)\nCan't even record, you got me out my zone\n\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\n\nIf you creepin', just don't let me find out (On God)\nGet a hotel, never bring 'em to the house (On God)\nIf you're better off that way\nBaby, all that I can say\nIf you're gonna do your thing, then don't come back to me"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Crew Love"
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"content": " \nOoh, ooh\nWoah, yeah\nOoh (Yeah)\n\nTake your nose off my keyboard\nWhat you bothering me for?\nThere's a room full of niggas\nWhat you following me for?\nThis ain't no fuckin' sing-along\nSo, girl, what you singin' for?\nIt's 'cause we blowing like a C4\nGot my whole crew blowin' like a C4\nTwenty, keep the bar rollin'\nFake IDs in the trash, we goin'\nStraight to the top, rooftop glows\nWith a handful of girls and they all so foreign\nBrain so poisoned, rainbows flowin'\nLight-skinned chick, first flight from Poland\nA whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland\nA whole lotta cash comin' straight from Poland\n\nWhy? 'Cause they loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew, woah\n\nYeah\nSmokin' weed under star projectors\nI guess we'll never know where Harvard gets us\nBut seein' my family have it all\nTook the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall\nAnd really, I think I like who I'm becoming\nThere's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing\nThere's times where I might blow like 50K on a vacation\nFor all my soldiers, just to see the looks on all they faces\nAll it took was patience\nI got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me\nThe same ones that'll come up off the hip for me\nThe realest niggas say, \"Your lyrics do shit for me\"\nI told my story and made history\nTell them I'ma need reservations for twenty\nI've never really been one for the preservation of money, nah\nI'd much rather spend it all while I'm breathin'\nThat OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know\n\nThey loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nLoving the crew, oh\nOh, they loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nWoah\n\n'Cause we blowin' like a C4\nGot my whole crew blowin' like a C4\n(If you broadcast swag, nigga, we the news in your city)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Cry For Me"
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"content": " \nOoh, yeah\nOoh, yeah\nI can feel it\nGirl, pick up your phone, I can't believe it\nI can feel my spirit slowly leaving\nI can't see myself and I'm not breathing (Ah)\nI'm not breathing (I'm not breathing)\nSlowly bleeding (Bleeding)\nI wish that I told you all my feelings (Feelings)\nI hope that I live life for a reason (Reason)\nBut at least you'll play this song\nWhen I'm gone\n\nAnd I hope you cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, take it easy on me, baby\n'Cause I tried with you, saw my life with you\nEnd of time with you, now we're strangers\nAnd I hope that you still cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, I've been living with this lie\nNow I can't hide the truth, I can't hide the truth\nGirl, I'll cry for you\nGirl, I'll cry for you, ooh, yeah\n\nI can't see clear\nI wash my fears with whisky tears\nI disappear\nDon't interfere, the end is near\nThe crowd'll scream\nI block my ears to stop the cheers\n'Cause the stage took a toll\nBeen faded on the floor\nIn this penthouse prison, I'm alone\n\nAnd I hope you cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, take it easy on me, baby\n'Cause I tried with you, saw my life with you\nEnd of time with you, now we're strangers\nAnd I hope that you still cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, I've been living with this lie\nNow I can't hide the truth, I can't hide the truth (Hide the truth)\nGirl, I'll cry for you\nGirl, I'll cry for you, ooh, yeah\n\nEvery time I hit the road, it takes a little piece of me\nKills me slowly (Slowly)\nWhen I needed you the most, you always gave me sympathy\nNow you're over me (Over me)\nNow you're better on your own, it ain't a fucking mystery\nYou've been showing me\nNow I've been burning up my home, baby\nI've been burning up my home\n\nAnd I hope you cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, take it easy on me, baby\n'Cause I tried with you, saw my life with you\nEnd of time with you, now we're strangers\nAnd I hope that you still cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, I've been living with this lie\nNow I can't hide the truth, I can't hide the truth\nGirl, I'll cry for you\nGirl, I'll cry for you, ooh, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Curve"
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"content": " \nHuh, it's Gucci\nXO (Yeah), 1-0 (Yeah), 1-7 (Yeah)\nBrr, brr\n(Go)\n\nThe kid back on the whiskey\nVirginia Black got me tipsy\nI'm in L.A. like I'm Nipsey\nSpanish girls wanna kiss me\nA nigga wanna come and diss me\nAnd put a hex like a gypsy\nThey kill themselves, no wrist bleed\nGot suicides on my SV\nShe do it all for the Fendi\nShe do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)\nBaby girl wanna choose me\nShe wanna use and abuse me (Uh)\nI know she wanna text me (Wow)\nI know she wanna sex me\nFifty thou' make her neck freeze\nFuck her once like, \"Next, please\"\nMy nigga, who would've thought? (Huh?)\nMy nigga, who would've thought now?\nI'll be right back at the top now\nI'll be right back at the top now\nI got your girl on my finger\nBlowin' my phone like she's single\nBlowin' my phone like I'm Cee-Lo (Damn)\nSomebody needs to come get her\n\nLike, \"Woo,\" with the curve (With the curve)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it\nI got that work\nI know you want the Birkin, baby, are you worth it?\nWith the curve (With the curve)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it\nI got that work (With the, with the, with the)\nI need to know for certain (It's Gucci!)\nTell me, are you worth it?\n\nSay I, a star was born last night\nWay you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night\nThat's why you deserve that first-class flight\nBuh-bye, 'cause I just quenched your thirst last night\nI'm in Dubai\nSomebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived\nIf I lived over here, I'd probably have one hundred wives (Damn!)\nWalkin' in the club and they like, \"Gucci just arrived\" (Gucci!)\nI ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky\nI told her I'm a'ight, now she look like she surprised (I'm a'ight)\nShe look like a model, but a devil in disguise\nBum, bum-bum-bum, I feel like Rocky in his prime (Bum, bum-bum-bum, bum)\nYou know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin' time?\nI got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind\nI'm young, rich and handsome, baby, I'm one of a kind\nJust keep it real with me, baby, it won't cost you a dime\nI know you got expensive taste and I don't even mind\n\nLike, \"Woo,\" with the curve (With the curve)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it (No)\nI got that work (Got that, got that, got that)\nI know you want the Birkin, baby, are you worth it?\nWith the curve (With the curve, it's Gucci!)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it (Hell no)\nI got that work (With the, with the, with the, with the)\nI need to know for certain, tell me, are you worth it?\n(You need to know Wop!)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled D.D."
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"content": " \nOh no\nOh no\nOh no, oh no\n\nYou'll never make me stay, so take your weight off of me\nI know your every move, so won't you please let me be?\nI've been here times before, but I was too blind to see\nThat you seduce every man, this time you won't seduce me\n\nShe's saying, \"That's okay, hey baby, do what you please\nI am the stuff that you want, I am the thing that you need\"\nShe looked me deep in the eyes, she touchin' me so to start\nShe say, \"There's no turnin' back,\" she trapped me in her heart\n\nDirty Diana, no (No)\nDirty Diana, no (No)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, let me be\n\nOoh-ooh (Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n\nShe likes the boys in the band, she knows when they come to town\nEvery musician's fan after the curtains come down\nShe waits at backstage doors for those who have prestige\nWho promise fortune and fame, a life that's so carefree\n\nShe's saying, \"That's okay, hey baby do what you want\nI'll be your night lovin' thing, I'll be the freak you can taunt\nAnd I don't care what you say, I want to go too far\nI'll be your everything if you make me a star\"\n\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh, oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), mh (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), let me be (Oh)\n\nOoh-ooh (Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n\nShe said, \"I have to go home, 'cause I'm real tired you see\nBut I hate sleepin' alone, why don't you come with me?\"\nI said, \"My baby's at home, she's probably worried tonight\nI didn't call on the phone to say that I'm alright\"\nDiana walked up to me, she said, \"I'm all yours tonight\"\nAt that I ran to the phone sayin', \"Baby I'm alright\"\nI said, \"Unlock the door 'cause I forgot the key\"\nShe said, \"He's not coming back because he's sleeping with me\"\n\nDirty Diana, no (Ooh-ooh)\nDirty Diana, no (Oh-oh)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, no (Oh)\nDirty Diana, no (Dirty, dirty Di-)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, no (Oh)\nDirty Diana, let me be\n\nOoh-ooh\n(Oh no...)\n(Oh no...)\n(Oh no...)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Dark Times"
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"content": "Wakin' up, half-past five\nBlood on pillow and one bruised eye\nDrunk too much, you know what I'm like\nBut you shoulda seen the other guy\n\nThis ain't the right time for you to fall in love with me\nWell, baby, I'm just bein' honest\nAnd I know my lies could not make you believe\nWe're running in circles, that's why\n\nIn my dark time, I'll be going back to the street\nPromisin' everything I do not mean\nIn my dark time, baby, this is all I could be\nAnd only my mother can love me for me\nIn my dark time\nIn my dark time\n\nLight one up, let me bum a smoke, uh\nStill comin' down, drippin' throat, uh\nI got another man's blood on my clothes\nBut it ain't his fault, it's the life I chose\n\nThis ain't the right time for you to fall in love with me\nMy baby, I'm just bein' honest, uh\nAnd I know my lies could never make you believe\nRunnin' in circles, that's why\n\nIn my dark times, I'll be going back to these streets\nPromising everything I do not mean\nIn my dark times, maybe this is all I could be\nOnly my mother could love me for me\nIn my dark times\nIn my dark times\n\nIn my dark times, I've still got some problems, I know\nDrivin' too fast but just movin' too slow\nAnd I've got something I've been tryin' to let go of\nPullin' me back every time\n\nIn my dark time, takin' it back to the street\nMakin' those promises that I could not keep\nIn my dark times, baby, this is all I could be\nOnly my mother could love me for me\nIn my dark time, takin' it down to the street\nMakin' those promises that I would never keep\nIn my dark time, this is all I could be\nOnly my mother could love me for me\nIn my dark times\nIn my dark time\nIn my dark times"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Dawn FM"
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"content": " \nThis part I do alone\nI'll take my lead, I'll take my lead on this road\nAnd I need something (Something) to hold (To hold)\nMake me believe in make-beliefs\n'Cause after the light, is it dark? Is it dark all alone?\nAll alone\n\nYou are now listening to 103.5 Dawn FM\nYou've been in the dark for way too long\nIt's time to walk into the light\nAnd accept your fate with open arms\nScared? Don't worry\nWe'll be there to hold your hand and guide you through this painless transition\nBut what's the rush?\nJust relax and enjoy another hour of commercial free yourself music on 103.5 Dawn FM\nStay tuned\n\n103.5 Dawn FM"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Die For You"
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"content": " \nI'm findin' ways to articulate the feelin' I'm goin' through\nI just can't say I don't love you (Yeah)\n'Cause I love you, yeah\nIt's hard for me to communicate the thoughts that I hold\nBut tonight, I'm gon' let you know\nLet me tell the truth\nBaby, let me tell the truth, yeah\n\nYou know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes\nYou hate that you want me, hate it when you cry\nYou're scared to be lonely, 'specially in the night\nI'm scared that I'll miss you, happens every time\nI don't want this feelin', I can't afford love\nI try to find a reason to pull us apart\nIt ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect\nAnd I know that you're worth it\nI can't walk away, oh\nEven though we're goin' through it\nAnd it makes you feel alone\nJust know that I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\nThe distance and the time between us\nIt'll never change my mind 'cause\nBaby, I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah (Say)\n\nI'm findin' ways to manipulate the feelin' you're goin' through\nBut, baby girl, I'm not blamin' you\nJust don't blame me, too, yeah\n'Cause I can't take this pain forever\nAnd you won't find no one that's better\n'Cause I'm right for you, babe\nI think I'm right for you, babe\n\nYou know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes\nYou hate that you want me, hate it when you cry\nIt ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect\nAnd I know that you're worth it\nI can't walk away, oh\nEven though we're goin' through it\nAnd it makes you feel alone\nJust know that I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\nThe distance and the time between us\nIt'll never change my mind 'cause\nBaby, I would die for you, uh\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\n\nI would die for you, I would lie for you\nKeep it real with you, I would kill for you, my baby\nI'm just sayin', yeah\nI would die for you, I would lie for you\nKeep it real with you, I would kill for you, my baby\nNa-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na\n\nEven though we're goin' through it\nAnd it makes you feel alone\nJust know that I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\nThe distance and the time between us\nIt'll never change my mind 'cause\nBaby, I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah (Oh, babe)\n\n(Die for you)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Die for It"
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"content": "La vie n’est pas toujours facile\nElle est faite de hauts et de bas\n\nI was told that it was Heaven\nI was told that it was there before\nI was told that you would never leave, ooh\nAnd I was told that it was said before\n\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nI'll die for it\n\nI remember sleepin' on floors and missin' tours, I was rock bottom\nMoney on my head, that was top dollar\nHad to stockpile gunpowder for the Rottweilers (Woof)\nI was home with pops when the cops got him (Paranoid)\nVoices in my head, tryna kill the noise\nThey killed Nip, we'll never fill the void\nI know the devil cried a tear of joy\nLook, I know the devil cried a tear of joy (Shh, wait)\nI never tell but you heard the stories\nI can never tell, is this Heaven, Hell or Purgatory? (What?)\nEarly mornin' ain't early for me, I'm losin' sleep\nWhole lotta sheep, I'ma count them each but fuck it, I been up late\nI been gettin' twisted, I been mixin' up the love-hate\nSwear this shit is glitchin', I been missin' for a month straight\nLost faith but I'ma die for it\nI'ma win, I just hope that I'm alive for it (On God)\n\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nI'll die for it\n\nHow much money will it cost us?\nFeds, bounty hunters at the office, lookin' for some of our artists\nWe just tryna help 'em out, so they can change the outcome\nInstead of puttin' pain in the street, they makin' albums\nChangin' they surroundin', hopefully housin'\nSmokin', we lounging in Boca Raton\nNot a cloud in the sky, ocean from Mars shit\nYou can die a legend in your own right\nOr die a street legend if it's on sight\nI get so lost in my thoughts, powerful\nThings I would die for, everything I built for twenty years\nWon't allow you to make that crumble\nPut you in the ground, I would catch a case for Jungle\nAnd lean through the window, extendo, to clean you up\nRest in peace to Kiing Shooter\nA foundation as such kids could stand\nFor respect, for my name, for the fam\n\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\n\nI'll die for it, said I'll die for it\nI'll die for it, said I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Dollhouse"
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"content": " \nSomewhere\nIn some other lifetime\nI roam free\nStrutting down my own lane, my way, no kings, no slaves\nBut right now\nYou got me in a chokehold, headlock, blindfold, don't stop\n(I don't need to see, have your way with me)\nKeep me in the dollhouse, dressed up, perfect, messed up\n(Friendly as can be, have your way with me)\nJust prop me with my head high (Oh woah)\n\nDollhouse, dressed up, perfect, messed up\nTorture me to sleep, paint the air I breathe\nFishbowl, chokehold, clеar water, I'm cold (Oh woah)\nPerfect as can bе, have your way with me\n\nSomewhere\nOn some other timeline\nThere's no price on me (Oh)\nNothing to compete with, pray for, no games, no war\nI lay down\nEvery night at sunset, glowing, fairytale, knowing\nEvery day will be perfectly complete\nHappy ever after, gleaming, daytime, dreaming\nOnce upon a time, in my brand new life\nYou will find me with my head high\n(No longer dancing in your)\n\nDollhouse, dressed up, perfect, messed up\nTorture me to sleep, paint the air I breathe (Oh, oh)\nFishbowl, chokehold, dirty water, I'm cold\nHeavy as can be, have your way with me\n\nAll the trauma couldn't hold you down\nYou're no victim, baby\nOh, you're not a victim, baby\nOh yeah\nI'm tellin' you, oh\nI love it when you call me daddy\nAm I? Am I?\nOh yeah\nKnow I love it when you call me daddy\nAm I? Am I? Am I? Am I?\n\nAm I playin' alright now, daddy?\nAm I? Am I?\nAm I playin' alright now, daddy?"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Don’t Break My Heart"
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"content": " \nOoh (I'm paralyzed)\nOoh\nOoh (Let's go)\n\nI see you drowning in the purple lights\nDiamonds shinin' bright\nI see every ice on you\nYou snatch my soul, I'm crucified\nI feel paralyzed\nI'm so mesmerized by you (By you)\n\nBut I know you're right for me\nEcstasy\nI keep coming back for more\nI think that you would die for me\nDestiny\nAnd this time, I know for sure\n\nJust don't break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nDon't let me down, please\nDon't you break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\n\nTake it anymore, take it anymore\nI can't take another heartbreak or I'll end it all\nAnd the girl I used to love\nWe broke up in the club\nAnd I almost died in the discotheque\n\nAnd now I know she wasn't right for me\nEnemy\nI kept coming back for more\nI'd rather you would die for me\nDestiny\nAnd this time, I know for sure\n\nJust don't break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nDon't let me down, please\nDon't you break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\nDon't break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI'm falling apart already\nDon't you break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\n\nI believe the liquor's talking\nI just need the room to stop and\nI could be the one you want\nJust as long as you don't break my heart\nAnd I realized\nWhen I kissed your neck\nThat the room is hot\nI can taste your sweat\nIt's just you and I\nIn the discotheque\nBut don't you worry\n\nJust don't break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nDon't let me down, please\nDon't you break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\nDon't break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI'm falling apart already\nDon't you break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Double Fantasy"
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"content": " \nTemperature risin', bodies united\nNow that I trapped you in my arms\nNo need to fight it, no need to hide it\nNow that I've seen what's in your heart\nBaby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you\nAnd baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you\n\nEven though it's wrong\nIt's wrong\nEven though it's wrong, baby\nMy girl\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-oh-oh\n\nYou want me inside it, beg me to slide in\nKnowing we should have never met\nGirl, when you ride it, see you decide it\nDon't say those words that you'll regret\nBaby girl, I can tell that you think that I'm right for you\nI already know that it's not true, but girl, I'll lie to you\n\nEven though it's wrong (Yeah, yeah)\nIt's wrong (Yeah, yeah)\nEven though it's wrong, baby (Yeah, yeah)\nMy girl (Yeah)\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-oh-oh\n\nWe do the things, but we know it's wrong\nAll on my skin, you all in my palm\nI sent you an envelope, came with a poem\nYou possess venom, that came with a charm\nYou get the good out me when I perform\nI know the bad in you, that's what I want\nAnd you a baddie, you turnin' me on\nFiend for your demons, I know where this goin'\nLove when you fuckin' me, talkin', I know what you doin'\nCaught up in love, what the fuck is we doin'?\nModels and bottles with us, ain't nothin' to it\nI tell you, \"I got you,\" that's well understood\nYour legs on the bed, got your head on the floor\nWe go out shoppin' whenever we get bored\nWe get it poppin', leave nothin' in the store\nIf I go to Saturn, I know that you goin'\nFuck me on Saturday, early in the mornin'\nFlyer than a bird, she gon' open her door\nScreamin' out murder, but showin' you remorse\nGotta be cautious, can't pay the support\nStars in the ceilin', don't feel like a Porsche\nCame from the trenches, just livin' at war\nOnce was a prostitute, I can afford you\nThe one I adore\n\nTemperature risin', bodies united\nNow that I trapped you in my arms\nNo need to fight it, no need to hide it\nNow that I've seen what's in your heart\nBaby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you\nAnd baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you\n\nEven though it's wrong\nIt's wrong\nEven though it's wrong, baby\nMy girl"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Drive"
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"content": " \nI don't want to waste your time\nJust wanna feel the air on my body\nAnd I roll the window down, don't ever think I'll be this happy\nYou know I love autonomy\n'Cause fame is a disease\nAnd ooh\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\n\nAnd I feel the sky falling down on the road\nBe precious with my heart, drive me slow\nJust be kind, I'm a child again\nAnd no child deserves suffering\n\nAnd ooh\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\n\nI don't want to waste your time\nJust wanna feel the air on my body\nI'ma roll the window down\nDon't ever think I'll be this happy again\nYou'll always be a part of me\nJust turn the key\n\nOoh\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Earned It"
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"content": " \nI'ma care for you\nI'ma care for you, you, you, you\n\nYou make it look like it's magic (Oh, yeah)\n'Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you\nI'm never confused\nHey, hey\nAnd I'm so used to bein' used\n\nSo I love when you call unexpected\n'Cause I hate when the moment's expected\nSo I'ma care for you, you, you\nI'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah\n\n'Cause girl, you're perfect\nYou're always worth it\nAnd you deserve it\nThe way you work it\n'Cause girl, you earned it, yeah\nGirl, you earned it, yeah\n\nYou know our love would be tragic (Oh, yeah)\nSo you don't pay it, don't pay it no mind, mind, mind\nWe live with no lies\nHey, hey\nYou're my favorite kind of night\n\nSo I love when you call unexpected\n'Cause I hate when the moment's expected\nSo I'ma care for you, you, you\nI'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah\n\n'Cause girl, you're perfect (Girl, you're perfect)\nYou're always worth it (Always worth it)\nAnd you deserve it (And you deserve it)\nThe way you work it (The way you work it)\n'Cause girl, you earned it, yeah (Earned it)\nGirl, you earned it, yeah\n\nOn that lonely night (Lonely night)\nWe said it wouldn't be love\nBut we felt the rush (Fell in love)\nIt made us believe it was only us (Only us)\nConvinced we were broken inside, yeah, inside, yeah\n\n'Cause girl, you're perfect (Girl, you're perfect)\nYou're always worth it (You're always worth it)\nAnd you deserve it (And you deserve it)\nThe way you work it (The way you work it)\n'Cause girl, you earned it, yeah (You earned it)\nGirl, you earned it, yeah (You earned it)\n\nNa-na-na-na-na\nOh-oh-oh\nYeah, yeah\n'Cause girl, you're perfect\nThe way you work it\nYou deserve it\nGirl, you deserve it\nGirl, you earned it, yeah, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Echoes of Silence"
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"content": " \nTalk to me, baby\nTell me what you're feeling\nYou say you don't need to go\nDon't you pretend you didn't know\nHow all of this would end up\nGirl, I saw it in your eyes\nAnd, baby, I can read your mind\nAnd expectations were not in sight\nYou knew that talking dirty to me on the phone would get me here\n'Cause we both wanted to do this, but I could tell that you were scared\n'Cause you thought there was more to us, but you knew how this would end\nIt's gonna end how you expected, girl, you're such a masochist\nAnd I ask why?\nAnd you reply\nI like the thrill\nNothing's gonna make me feel this real\nSo, baby, don't go home\nI don't wanna spend tonight alone\nBaby, please\nWould you end your night with me?\nDon't you leave me all behind\nDon't you leave my little life\nDon't you leave my little life\n\nOoh-ooh\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nOoh\nOoh-ooh-ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Enjoy The Show"
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"content": " \nLove me (Me)\n'Cause, baby, I need you (Ooh)\nSay you'll love me\n'Cause, baby, I need you\nWoo (Ooh)\n\nFeels like you're a part of me, yeah\nAnd I can't lie, you still get to me\nOh no, I'm in my feelings, fuck their logic\nThey can never tear us 'part, we symbiotic\nNo matter what I tell the world, we always locked in\nSo I gently tilt my head like my mama always said\nAnd drink it slow, take it slow\nI don't got the tolerance like before\nYou pick me up when I'm low\nI'm not violent to my body anymore\nBut I'm not scared, fuck it, overdose\nNo onе thought I'd make it past twenty-four\nAnd when thе curtains call, I hope you mourn\nAnd if you don't, I hope you enjoy the fuckin' show\nLet me know, let me know, baby\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n(Yeah)\n\nLet me be\nLet me be\nYeah, ski, woo (Woo)\n\nI can't feel my face anymore\nI don't wanna give you any space anymore\nI don't wanna feel like I'm alone anymore\nI can't live without you, I've been goin' through withdrawals\n\nYou're my favorite drug, you're my favorite drug (Ah)\nGot me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud\nGot me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud\nDon't want the drugs, don't want the drugs anymore\n\nGot out my feelings, inside my duffel\nCome hit the dust with the devil (Oh no)\nI'm sayin' a prayer for the rebels\nI'm in her mouth like a real one\nAin't doin' no cappin', ain't with all that cappin', ain't nothin' like these rap niggas\nI done been 'round the globe, fuckin' these hoes, still actin' like a trap nigga\nPlus, a bitch brain can't be unchained, I'm like a shootin' star\nTake a bump of caviar, surfin' at the baddest broad\nReal diamonds shine in dark\nBad bitches, knockin' 'em off\nBad bitches, knockin' 'em off\nBad bitches, knockin' 'em off\n\nI'm in my feelings\nHendrix\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, ski\nWoo\n\nLet me be\nLet me be\n\nLike a middle-aged child star, way I'm fuckin' tweakin'\n3 a.m. sunset, fryin' like a phoenix\nGot a nigga nose sniffin', need a box of Kleenex\nBloated in my face 'cause the chemicals releasin'\nGuess I could be healthy, but I'm tryna find a reason\nTraumas in my life, I've been hesitant to heal 'em\nTake another hit, or my music, they won't feel it\nI just wanna die when I'm at my fuckin' peak\nAnd drink it slow, won't drink it slow\nI don't want the tolerance anymore\nWanna stay up, fuck the floor\nFeel the violence creepin' up, that's for sure\nAnd I'm ready, fuck it, overdose\nI don't wanna make it past thirty-four\nAnd when the curtains call, I hope you mourn\nBut if you don't, I hope you enjoy the fuckin' show\nLet me know, let me know, baby"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Escape From LA"
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"content": " \nYou pillow talk to me about the men who try to get in between us\nThey buy you bags and jewelry, yeah\nThey think your kindness is so weak\nNo, you don't give it up so easy, baby\nBut you just wanted my attention\nYou just wanted my affection\nYou got me tattooed on your mind\nYou just want me all the time\nWe'll figure out our shit and find a way (Oh, yeah)\nWhen you say that you need space, I give you space (You space)\nGirl, when you're ready, you know where I stay\nWhen it comes to all these hoes, I'll never chase\nBut this world is such a, such an evil place\nMan, these hoes will always find a way\n'Cause when I'm on the liquor, I go crazy\nAnd for that pussy, you know I'm a slave, yeah\n\nWell, this place is never what it seems\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA\nThis place will be the end of me\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA, yeah\n\nYeah\nI'm in the Spyder Porsche cruisin' down the street\nBlack on black venom covered seats\nKeanu Reeves, way a nigga speed\nDiamond cross hangin' off of me\nI'm fighting for my soul, Constantine\nAnd it's slowly burning, it was never cheap\nIf you seen what I seen, you wouldn't sleep\nI can't sleep\n'Cause I got everything I wanted\nGot the money, got the cars, got the ceiling with the stars\nGot everything I wanted\nBut I'd be nothing without you\nGave you everything you wanted\nGave you power, gave you life, gave you space so you can shine\nGave you everything you wanted\nBut none of that matters to you, oh-oh\n\nThis place (This place) is never what it seems\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA\n(Oh, out LA, oh) This place will be the end of me\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA, yeah\n\nWoah, no, oh, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no, ooh-woah\nOh-ah, no, no, no, no, woah-woah\nOh, no, oh\nHey\nShe pulled up to the studio\nNobody's watching\nShe closed the door and then she locked it\nFor me, for me\nWe had sex in the studio\nNobody walked in\nI cut my verse and then she popped it\nFor me, for me\nLA girls all look the same\nI can't recognize\nThe same work done on they face\nI don't criticize\nShe a cold-hearted bitch with no shame\nBut her throat too fire\nShe got Chrome Hearts hangin' from her neck\nAnd them shits going wild\nWhen she ride, she hold tight\nShe gon' ride 'til sweat fall down her spine\nShe's all mine for the night\nShe's all mine until he calls her line\n\nShe pulled up to the studio\nNobody's watching\nShe closed the door and then she locked it\nFor me, for me\nWe had sex in the studio\nNobody walked in\nI cut my verse and then she popped it\nFor me, for me\nOh-oh, oh-oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Every Angel is Terrifying"
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"content": " \nOoh\nOoh, ooh\nAh, ah, woah\n\nWho, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' order?\nEven if they pressed me against their heart, I’d be consumed\nFor beauty is the terror we endure\nWhile we stand and wonder, we're annihilated\nEvery angel is terrifying\n\nIntense, graphic, sexy, euphoric\nProvocative, edgy, thought-provoking\nTechnically and visually stunning\nA compelling work of science fiction\nA suspenseful еxposé\nCinema like you've nеver seen it before\nThe exotic, bizarre and beautiful world of \"After Life\"\nAnd this is your invitation to enter\nCritics say \"After Life\" makes your current life look like a total comatose snooze fest\nIt’s action-packed\nThe future of everyone's fate\nNigel and Frank call it a **** classic\nArthur Fleminger says;\nI can't keep my eyes off the screen\n\"After Life\" can be yours for only $4.95 with a subscription\nWhen you order the \"Best of Your Current Life\" Collection Series\nYou will enter a world beyond your imagination\nA future out of control\nAnd an experience you will never forget\n(Don't say we didn't warn you)\nThe wait is over\nCall 1-800-414-4444\nThat's 1-800-444-4444 now to order \"After Life\"\n$4.95 plus\n(Now)\nTo order \"After Life\" plus $3.79 shipping and handling\nNow"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled FML"
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"content": " \nI been waiting for a minute\nFor my lady\nSo I can't jeopardize that for one of these hoes\nI been livin' without limits\nAs far as my business\nI'm the only one that's in control\nI been feeling all I've given\nFor my children\nI will die for those I love\nGod, I'm willing\nTo make this my mission\nGive up the women\nBefore I lose half of what I own\nI been thinking\n'Bout my vision\nPour out my feelings\nRevealing the layers to my soul\nMy soul\nThe layers to my soul\nRevealing the layers to my soul\nThey wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up\nCan't let them get to me\nAnd even though I always fuck my life up\nOnly I can mention me\n\nSee, before I let you go\nOne last thing I need to let you know\nYou ain't never seen nothing crazier than\nThis nigga when he off his Lexapro\nRemember that last time in Mexico?\nRemember that last time, the episode?\nAsking me why the hell I text in code?\nFour times just to say, \"Don't text me, ho\"\nTold you four times, \"Don't test me, ho\"\nAnd we finna lose all self-control\nBut you ain't finna be raising your voice at me\nEspecially when we in the Giuseppe store\nBut I'ma have the last laugh in the end\n'Cause I'm from a tribe called \"Check-a-ho\"\nYeah, I'ma have to laugh in the end\n'Cause I'm from a tribe called \"Check-a-ho\"\nAnd I...\nThey wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up\nCan't let them get to me\nAnd even though I always fuck my life up\nOnly I can mention me\nThey wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up\nCan't let them get to me\nAnd even though I always fuck my life up\nOnly I can mention me\n\nSee through the veil\nAnd forget all of your cares\nThrow them\nThrow them away\nDon't stop your loving\nDon't stop for nothing\nNo, not for nothing\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nDon't now, don't stop it\nThey always love it\nThey always wanna\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nSee through the veil\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nAnd forget all your cares\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nThrow them\nThrow them away\nOoh, life's a feeling and\nOoh, the body is a feeling, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Faith"
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"content": " \nNo, no, no, no, no-no\nOoh\nNo, no, no, no, no-no\nOoh\n\nLight a blunt up with the flame\nPut that cocaine on a plate\nMolly with the purple rain\n'Cause I lost my faith\nSo I cut away the pain, uh\nGot it swimming in my veins\nNow my mind is outta place, yeah, uh\n'Cause I lost my faith\n\nAnd I feel everything\nI feel everything from my body to my soul\nNo, no\nWell, I feel everything\nWhen I'm coming down is the most I feel alone\nNo, no\n\nI've been sober for a year, now it's time for me\nTo go back to my old ways, don't you cry for me\nThought I'd be a better man, but I lied to me and to you\n\nI take half a Xan' and I still stay awake\nAll my demons wanna pull me to my grave\nI choose Vegas if they offer Heaven's gate\nI tried to love, but you know I'd never stay\nI'd never stay\nBut if I OD, I want you to OD right beside me\nI want you to follow right behind me\nI want you to hold me while I'm smilin'\nWhile I'm dyin'\nAnd if you know me\nWhen I go missing, you know where to find me\nDriving down the boulevard is blindin'\nAlways blinded by the desert lights and\nI'm alive when\n\nI feel everything\nI feel everything from my body to my soul\nNo, no\nGirl, I feel everything\nWhen I'm coming down is the most I feel alone\nNo, no\n\nI lost my faith\nI'm losing my religion every day\nTime hasn't been kind to me, I pray\nWhen I look inside the mirror and see someone I love\nOh, someone I love\nFaith\nI'm losing my religion every day\nTime hasn't been kind to me, I pray\nWhen I look inside the mirror and see someone I love\nOh, someone I love\n\nI ended up in the back of a flashing car\nWith the city shining on my face\nThe lights are blinding me again\nI ended up in the back of a flashing car\nWith the city shining on my face\nThe lights are blinding me again\nI ended up (I ended up), in the back of a flashing car (Back of a flashing car)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled False Alarm"
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"content": " \nBathroom stalls for the powder nose (She loves)\nHigh heel shoes with the open toes (She loves)\nShe's got a good time wrapped in gold (She loves)\nFor you, for you\nAll red dress with the devil eyes (She loves)\nSo obsessed with the camera lights (She loves)\nYou love her, but you can't deny (She loves)\nThe truth, the truth\n\nShe loves everybody\nCan't you tell by the signs?\nShe loves everybody\nShe gets off all the time\nIt's a dark philosophy\nAnd it haunts her constantly\nIt's a false alarm to me\nShe's a false alarm\n\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n(Alarm)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n\nSix inch long, 'bout three inch wide (She loves)\nDolla', dolla' bill is her only type (She loves)\nYou love her, but you'll never be (She loves)\nThe one, the one\nDiamonds and the rings are her fantasy (She loves)\nShe chase hearts with the Hennessy (She loves)\nYou love her, but you'll never be (She loves)\nEnough, enough\n\nShe loves everybody (Ah)\nCan't you tell by the signs?\nShe loves everybody (Ah)\nShe gets off all the time\nIt's a dark philosophy (Dark philosophy)\nAnd it haunts her constantly (Haunts her constantly)\nShe's a false alarm to me (False alarm)\nShe's a false alarm\n\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n(Alarm)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n\nShe always leaves the man she loves\nBut the diamonds are forever\nShe always seems to be alone\nBut the diamonds make it better\n\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n(Alarm)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled False Idols"
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"content": "Oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh\n\nBe careful with who you call a God\nI can't go without my pole and my rod\nSipped a cup and then I nod\nMade a hundred million, must be good at my job\nI done made it out the land of the brave\nI can tell you shake my hands that it's fake\nFree the guys, the ones who never made a statement\nSlidin' with a Drac', I made it home safe\nBaseball numbers on all of my contracts\nBillionaires buddies, they all in my contacts\nI get you hit on GP, they want nothin' back\nMade twenty million last month, tryna run it back (Run it back)\nWatches over like a God\nIt goes down, I'm the one thеy gon' blame\nGotta leave, whеre my soul, how I came\nI know it look lit when I'm rockin' these chains\nBut I went through a lot for this money and fame\n(This money and fame, this money and fame)\nFor this money and fame\nI did a lot to get here? No comment\nI put a lot in my ear, both of 'em\nThe 'Rari is fast as it gets, hold on\nI'm 'bout to take off, bear with me\nI don't wanna beef with you niggas\nMy beef with the system, big bro at the end of his habeas\nI talk to him daily, I told him he still comin' home\nI just hope he don't think I'm just sayin' shit\nThe money keeps comin', the feelin' is great\nI pay eight-figure taxes, no more section eight\nI was workin' my wrist tryna see what it take\nMade a thirty do sixty, the feeling's amazing\nNow I can charge by the hour\nA sixty minutes set, they pay me a million, that's crazy\nMy diamonds really be diamonds, no shade\nI'm goin' all in, no stoppin', okay\n\nWatches over like a God\nMakes you hurt again\nSo you can heal and say amen\nWe will change for you\nWe will die for you, ah-huh (Yeah-yeah)\n\nBe careful who you call a God\nL.A filled with fake prophecies\nThey hate it when you get on top\nMagazines tarnish legacies\nCan you tell me, how much do they cost?\nA hundred mill' ain't a stretch for me\nPackin' stadiums 'cause I'm a star\nBots can't buy box seats\nIf you ain't down, you an enemy\nI got followers that'll kill for me\nAnd they linin' up like a DMV\nWith the finest girls that you've ever seen\nShe from California, she's sober lite\nDiet Coke with the coke diet\nShe ride my face till my stash white\nShe got Chrome Hearts on with the black attire\nMy niggas roll with the chrome and the heavy metal\nTalkin' guns, no roses, it ain't Coachella\nI'm a good fella, I'm a good fella\nJohnny Depp with the blow, I'm a good fella\nI'm in paradise, I'm in paradise\nBut these false idols got me terrified\nI'm so terrified, I feel terrified\nLife is war in the face of God\nWe still walkin' with the cameras off\nShe a femme fatale, she's a superstar\nEven down to the way that she breakin' hearts\nShe ain't actin', I'm not an actor\n'Cause reality's, what I'm after\nReal emotions, I'm tryna capture\nSuck my soul up like the rapture\nDon't remember my lines, but I'll cut up these lines\nRumors that you heard about me is right\nEven startin' to believin' all their lies\nI'm even startin' to believin' all their lies\nSo terrified in this paradise\nI'm so terrified, oh\n\nWatches over like a God (Oh-oh, oh)\nMakes you hurt again\nSo you can heal and say amen\nWe will change for you\nWe will die for you, ah-huh\n\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nHe is coming\nHe will find her\nHe will fix her\nTo make us better, ooh\nOoh, ooh, ooh\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nLike a God in the sky watchin' over you\nPut your heart in his hands and you'll be brand new\nLike a God\nLike a, mm-mhm-mm\nLike a God"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Family"
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"content": "Arms like the branches of a poplar tree\nEyes like the ocean, like the great big blue sea\nLove just like my mother's, a price, it's not free\nHoo-ooh, mm\n\nVoice like my father's, when he screams, the house shakes\nDreams like my brother's, oh, we pray for his sake\nHopes just like my mother's, oh, they last 'til her wake\nOoh, ah, ooh\n\nThat's my family\nOh, we don't like each other very much\nOh, I'm okay with that\nBut it breaks my mother's heart\nAh, ooh\nAh-ooh\nThat's my family\n\nWhen I'm alone, that's when I feel the safest\nDon't like being touched\nPlease don't give me a hug\n\nThat's my family (That's my family)\nYou're my family (You're my family)\nI found my family (I found my family)\nThis is my family\n\nThat's my family\nWoah, woah, woah (Oh woah)\nWoah, woah\nWoah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Fill The Void"
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"content": "I don't wanna decide things for myself, on my own\nFinally, for the first time, I'm alone\nYou call me, havin' good times with a bad boy\nSeems I've got a choice to make\nBe my voice and I choose you to fill the void\n\n(Void) I choose you to fill my void, yeah\n(Void) I choose you to tell me, you to tell me\n(Voice) I choose you to fill my void, yeah\n(Voice) Be my voice and I choose you to fill the void\n\nOoh, tell me why, tell me why do I feel so free when I'm dead?\nOh, when I'm tied on to your short leash\nOoh, tell me why, tell me why do I feel so free when I'm dead?\nOh, when I'm tied on to your short leash (Oh)\n\nGive it up, give up that threesome\nGoddamn, you look good in this lighting\nFill it up, fill a prescription\nFeel numb while we're intertwining\nI'm in love with both at the same time\nShe'll go down while I hit it from behind\nYou're the one, you're the only one\nBaby girl, we could both have fun, yeah\n\nOh, I choose you to fill your void, yeah\nOh, I choose you to fill you up, to fill you up, hey\nOh, I choose you to fill the void, yeah\nOh, oh, yeah, yeah\n\nOh, woah\nWoah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Final Lullaby"
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"content": " \nI'm running out of time\nAnd you'll always be on my mind\n\nAnd I can't make you stay\nIn this broken place\nAnd I hope you find peace\nClose your eyes as I put us to sleep\n\nFinally\nTo sleep\nFinally\n\nAnd I can't make you stay\nIn this broken place\nAnd I hope you find peace\nClose your eyes as I put us to sleep\n\nFinally\nGo to sleep\nFinally\nOh-oh, oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh\n\n\nI can't make you stay\nIn this broken place\nWon't you find peace?\nClose your eyes and I put us to sleep\n\nWoah, oh, oh\nTo sleep, woah\nNa-na-na-duh-na\nOh, no, no\nNa-na-na-na\nOh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Gasoline"
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"content": " \nIt's 5 AM my time again\nI've soaken up the moon, can't sleep\nIt's 5 AM my time again\nI'm calling and you know it's me\nI'm pushin' myself further\nI'm just tryin' to feel my heartbeat beat (Beat)\nI wrap my hands around your neck\nYou love it when I always squeeze\nIt's 5 AM, I'm high again\nAnd you can see that I'm in pain (Ooh, ooh)\nI've fallen into emptiness\nI want you 'cause we're both insane\nI'm staring into the abyss\nI'm lookin' at myself again\nI'm dozing off to R.E.M.\nI'm trying not to lose my faith\n\nAnd I love it when you watch me sleep\nYou spin me 'round so I can breathe\nIt's only safe for you and me\nI know you won't let me OD\nAnd if I finally die in peace\nJust wrap my body in these sheets (Sheets)\nAnd pour out thе gasoline\nIt don't mean much to me\n\nIt's 5 AM, I'm nihilist\nI know thеre's nothing after this (After this)\nObsessing over aftermaths\nApocalypse and hopelessness (Hopelessness)\nThe only thing I understand\nIs zero sum of tenderness (Tenderness)\nOh, baby, please, just hold me close\nMake me believe there's more to live\n\nAround, around, around, around we go\nIn this game called life, we are not free\n\nAnd I love it when you watch me sleep\nYou spin me 'round so I can breathe\nIt's only safe for you and me (Don't let me go)\nI know you won't let me OD (Don't you let me go)\nAnd if I finally die in peace (Oh yeah)\nJust wrap my body in these sheets\nAnd pour out the gasoline\nIt don't mean much to me"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Gifted"
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"content": "All these bitches hate you\nThis is something I know\nBecause you're real enough to give it up\nThere ain't nothing wrong with groupie love\nYou're the only one I notice\nIt's really hard for me to focus, yeah\n'Cause my body so numb\nAll I do is kill pain\nAll I do is smoke loud\nPut you niggas to shame\nI be rolling all day, mix it in the champagne\nAnd these bottles all free, not a single drink paid\nBecause they want me, they want me in their club\nBut if you got the numbers, I'll be glad to show you love\n'Cause, baby, I'm an XO nigga coming up\nEvery time they play my song, I'ma fill another cup\n'Cause I'm down for whatever, I can always keep it up\nAll I need is some liquor just to keep a nigga up, oh yeah\n\nI'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nSaid I'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money, oh\n\nI be gifted when I'm faded (Ha), faded all the time\nThought they loved me when I made it (Ha)\nNiggas hated all the time, it's a dirty game\nTry to find a bitch, maybe get married (Ha)\nThat's like pissin' in a freezer, trying to make canaries\nHawk vision, L.A. heels right on Puff Terrace\nMaking wishes, now I'm French kissing your bitch in Paris (Paris!)\nCome and find me, Da Gianni's, that's from '92\nHeard you spoil her ass when I bought her a number two\nDipping and you know it, I be pimpin' like I owe it\nCome and find me now, I got an army with me now\nTurn your brains oodles and noodles\nFor thinking you got a screw loose\nI tighten you up, them coroners will button you up\n\nI'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nSaid I'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money, oh\n\nAyy, Tony Montana on his last batch (Last batch)\nThis that Wayne Gretzky on his last scratch (Last scratch)\nThis that Derek Jeter on his last catch (Last catch)\nThis that Whitney Houston on her last track (Last track)\nThis that Tiger Woods on his last swing (Last swing)\nThis that Jimi Hendrix on his last string (Last string)\nThis that Larry Davis on his last bang (Last bang)\nYou can call me Hugh Hefner on his last fling\n\nI'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nSaid, I'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money, oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Give Me Mercy"
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"content": "Conversations with the sky\nMercy on my soul, things I should've known (Yeah)\nMaster of deceptive lies\nMade me vulnerable, left me all alone\n\nEvery time I lost my way, I lost my faith in you\nFightin' my temptations, put my body through abuse\nDevil tricks with paradise\nNone of it is true, fighting for your light\n\nHoping that it's worth all the bleeding\nWhen I'm defeated\nGive me mercy like you do and forgive me like you do\nHope that you see me, when I'm depletеd\nGive me mercy likе you do and forgive me like you do\n\nGhost of my sins passing by\nEyes without a face, with nothing to say\nPlacing judgement on my crimes\nGive it all away just to feel your grace\n\nEvery time I lost my way, I lost my faith in you\nFightin' my temptations, put my body through abuse\nYou're my only paradise, now I know it's true\nFighting for my light\n\nHoping that it's worth all the bleeding\nWhen I'm defeated\nGive me mercy like you do and forgive me like you do\nHope that you see me (Hope that you see me), when I'm depleted\nGive me mercy like you do and forgive me like you do\n\nOoh, when I'm in the darkness\nMy heart lost its way\nSinner in the night\nSeeking refuge in the day\n\nBut now I know it's worth all the bleeding\nWhen I'm defeated (Ooh, babe)\nGive me mercy (Mercy) like you do and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\nHope that you see me (Hope that you see me), when I'm depleted (Oh-oh)\nGive me mercy (Mercy) like you do and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\nWorth all the bleeding (Worth all the bleeding)\nWhen I'm defeated\nGive me mercy like you do (Mercy) and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\nHope that you see me, when I'm depleted\nGive me mercy like you do (Mercy) and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\n\nDa-da-da-da-da-da-da (You give me mercy)\nYeah, oh\nDa-da-da-da-da-da-da (You give me mercy)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Given Up On Me"
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"content": " \n\nLove me, love me, love me, say you do\nLet me fly away with you\nSatisfy this hungriness\nAyy, ayy, baby\n\nI've been lying to your faces, yeah\nI've been always wasted, it's too late to save me\nSave me (Save me), save me (Save me), save me (Save me)\nOh, save me (Woah)\nFill another cup of forsaken (Baby)\nYeah, 'til my stomach achin', bloated in my face, and\nFace it (Face it), face it (Face it), face it (Face, yeah)\nJust let me go\n\nI'll always lie to you (To you)\nI'm unreliable (For you, babe)\nTell me you care for me\nJust give me what I need, eh\n\nWhy won't you let me go?\nWhy won't you let me leave?\nI've given up on me, yeah\nI think I'm in too deep\nWhy won't you let me go? Oh-oh\nWhy won't you let me leave? (Yeah)\nI've given up on me, yeah\nI think I'm in too deep\n\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh\nI need you to let go, let go, let go, oh-oh-oh\n\nWhy won't you let me sleep?\nWhy won't you let me go?\nWhy won't you let me try?\nWhy won't you let me die?\n\n\nI could never leave you alone\nI could never leave you alone\nI could never leave you alone\nLeave you alone—\nLeave you alone—\nLeave you alone—\nLeave you—\n\nIt keeps calling me back, the sunshine\nI can feel the warmth on my skin for the first time\nWhen I'm far away from you, babe, I'm on fire\nMy sunshine, my sunshine\nI know it's not good for me, I know it's not good for me\nI know it's not fair to me, I know\nYou're no good for me, baby, my sunshine\nIt's not good for me, no, the sunshine\n\nOoh, Lord\nI want your company (Eh)\nOoh, oh, Lord, oh, Lord\nDon't you give up on me\nMercy-cy me\nOh, Lord, my company\nMercy me\nOh-oh, listen"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Gone"
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"content": "Ooh, woah\nOoh, woah, oh-ooh-oh\n\nGot you, oh, yeah, yeah\nI got a hold of you, oh yeah, ooh, woah\nYou said you out to see how we roll\nWell, I'll take a seat, ooh, yeah\nOoh, take a seat and watch your ass go\n\nBreak it, drop it, drink it, spill it\nBaby, touch your body, body\nYou gotta taste it, feel it, I've been on it\nBaby, don't you worry, you gotta keep up\n\n'Cause I've been gone, uh\nI've been gone, ayy\nI've been gone, ayy\nI've been gone, ooh\n\nGirl, why don't you fuck what you heard, baby?\n'Cause I been gone\nYou can see for yourself, little lady\nGirl, gotta let 'em get me something\nSomething, something for you\nThere's enough to pass around, oh\nYeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah\n\nOh well, just break it, drop it, drink it, spill it\nBaby, touch your body, body\nYou gotta taste it, feel it, I've been on it Baby, don't you worry, don't you worry, you gotta keep up\n\n'Cause I've been, gone, uh\nI've been gone, ayy, ayy\nI've been gone, ayy, yeah\nI've been gone, oh-oh\nI've been gone\nI've been gone\nI've been gone, ooh\nI've been gone, I've been gone, woah\n\nI've been gone\n\n\nOoh woah, ooh woah\nOoh woah, oh, ooh woah\nHope I make it home\nYou'll be thinking, love\nI got the whole city on my side, tonight, tonight\nWatch us rock it out\nWatch us leave the ground\nAfter the show is done\nYou can take me to yours\nBut my lungs so muddy\nI love the way it tastes\nDrink it 'til I'm ugly, baby\nFuck me while I'm faded\nFeel that through my denims\nBaby girl, I gotcha\nI'm only 21, so I do it when I wanna\nGone from the codeine, 'methazine, lean\nGot me feelin' kinda weak\nAnd it's kinda hard to breathe\nBut you're turning 23, so I'll fuck you if you need\nIn your birthday suit\nI'mma give you what you fiend, oh\nBut I ain't taking off my black boots\nI'm fallin', 'cause I'm numb from the neck down\nI'm sorry, you won't know that I can't feel it\nI could win a fuckin' Oscar by the way I fuckin' beat it\nYeah, you'll never fuckin' know it\nI'll never fuckin' show it\nExcept when I be wheezy from another cup of potion\nDirty Sprite toastin'\nFast life, fuck slow\nLow life for life\nLet the meds flow\n\nOoh woah, let the night flow\nI'm so, I'm so gone, let these meds flow, ooh\nI'm so gone, oh, let these meds flow\nI'm so gone, I'm so gone\nOoh woah, woah, oh, oh, oh\nSaid, I'm gone, gone, gone\nOoh woah, woah, oh, oh, oh\nLa, oh, oh\nLa-la-la, la, la\nLa-la-la, la, la, oh\nLa-la-la, la, oh woah, oh\nLa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la\nI'm so gone\nGone"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hardest To Love"
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"content": " \nNo, yeah\nOh, yeah\nOh, yeah\nYeah, uh\n\nYou try with me so many times, yeah\nYou're cryin' out behind the smiles\nAnd I can see right through the lies\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nAnd what we had is dead inside, yeah\nYou're actin' like it's still alive, ayy\nAnd you still wanna make it right, yeah\nI know\n\nBut I've been the hardest to love\nYou're tryna let me go, yeah\nAnd I can see it, I can see it\nI've been the hardest to love\nIt's hard to let me go, yeah\nAnd I can feel it, I can feel it (Oh, yeah)\n\nI don't feel it anymore (Yeah)\nThe house I bought is not a home (No)\nTogether we are so alone\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh)\nDon't regret the day we met (We met)\nDon't forget that time we spent (We spent)\nForget that we're in different beds\nI know\n\n'Cause I've been the hardest to love\nYou're tryna let me go, yeah\nAnd I can see it, I can see it\nI've been the hardest to love\nIt's hard to let me go, yeah\nAnd I can feel it, I can feel it\n\nI can't, can't believe you want me\nAfter all the heartbreaks, after all I've done, oh-oh-oh (Oh, oh, oh)\nNo, I can't, can't believe you trust me (Trust me)\nAfter all the rough days, you still call me up (Me up, oh-oh-oh)\n\n'Cause I've been the hardest to love\nYou're tryna let me go, (Tryna let me go) yeah\nAnd I can see it, I can see it (I can see it)\nI've been the hardest to love (Love, baby)\nYou're tryna let me go, yeah\nAnd I can feel it, I can feel it"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Heartless"
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"content": "Never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need (Bitch need)\nTryna find the one that can fix me\nI've been dodgin' death in the six-speed\nAmphetamine got my stummy feelin' sickly\nYeah, I want it all now\nI've been runnin' through the pussy, need a dog pound\nHundred models gettin' faded in the compound\nTryna love me, but they never get a pulse down\n\nWhy? 'Cause I'm heartless\nAnd I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless\nAll this money and this pain got me heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\nSaid I'm heartless\nTryna be a better man, but I'm heartless\nNever be a weddin' plan for the heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\n\nSaid I'm heartless\nSo much pussy, it be fallin' out the pocket\nMetro Boomin turn this ho into a moshpit\nTesla pill got me flyin' like a cockpit\nYeah, I got her watchin'\nCall me up, turn that pussy to a faucet\nDuffle bags full of drugs and a rocket\nStix drunk, but he never miss a target\nPhotoshoots, I'm a star now (Star)\nI'm talkin' Time, Rolling Stone, and Bazaar now (Bazaar now)\nSellin' dreams to these girls with their guard down (What?)\nSeven years, I've been swimmin' with the sharks now\n\nWhy? 'Cause I'm heartless\nAnd I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless\nAll this money and this pain got me heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\nSaid I'm heartless\nTryna be a better man, but I'm heartless\nNever be a weddin' plan for the heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\n\nI lost my heart and my mind\nI try to always do right\nI thought I lost you this time\nYou just came back in my life\nYou never gave up on me (Why don't you?)\nI'll never know what you see (Why won't you?)\nI don't do well when alone (Oh yeah)\nYou hear it clear in my tone\n\n'Cause I'm heartless (Ooh)\nAnd I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless\nAll this money and this pain got me heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\nSaid I'm heartless\nTryna be a better man, but I'm heartless\nNever be a weddin' plan for the heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Heaven or Las Vegas"
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"content": " \nI'm paying for all my father's sins\nSo I'mma thank him for you\nI'mma thank him for you\nMy serotonin's gone a while ago\nGirl, it's gone cause of you\nIt's been gone cause of you\n\nThey say (They say), they want heaven\nThey say, they want God\nI say, I got heaven\nWell I say, I am God\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh\n\nI never prayed a moment in my life\nGirl, I'm rewarded with you\nI've been rewarded with you\nSo baby let me kiss your inner thigh\nLet me kiss it for you\nI can kiss it for you\n\nWell they say (They say), they want heaven\nThey say, they want God\nI say, I have heaven\nI say, I am God\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh, yeah\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah, yeah\nWhoa, ehh, yeah\nEhh, yeah, ehh, yeah\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, yeah\nOh, whoa\nWhoa, yeah\nWhoa, whoa\nWhoa, yeah\nEhh, yeah, ehh, yeah, ehh, yeah\nOoh, ooh\nOoh, ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Here We Go... Again"
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"content": " \nStrike a pose with my kinfolk\nFront page of the billboards\nSuit and tie and cigar smokes\nMacallan shots 'til it burn throats\nWe still celebratin' Super Bowl\nCatalog lookin' legendary\nRing froze like it's February\nXO, that's a mercenary\nA quarter bill on an off-year\nUsed to sing on lofts\nBut now we cruisin' on a yacht, we clear, yeah\nSaid you wanted your boyfriend jealous with a couple pics\nAnd you didn't expect to fall for me once you got this dick\nThe city dark, city dangerous\nYour girlfriend's tryna pair you with somebody more famous\nBut instead you ended up with someone so basic, faceless\nSomeone to take your pictures and frame it\nAnd my new girl, she a movie star\nMy new girl, she a movie star\nI loved her right, make her scream like Neve Campbell\nBut when I make her laugh, swear it cures my depressin' thoughts\n'Cause baby girl, she a movie star\nBaby girl, she a movie star\nI told myself that I'd never fall\nBut here we go again\n\nOoh\nHere we go again\nLife's a dream\n'Cause it's never what it seems\nBut you'd rather love and lost with tears\nThan never love at all\nSo here we go again\n\nAlthough this love is strong to me\nSome things can change, go wrong with me\nWe don't know how it's gonna be\nForever is too long to me\nWe don't need the government involved because we like to touch\nWe don't need no damn religion tellin' us that we in love\nBut if we did crush down the road, spendin' lawyer fees up\nPen and pad gon' save my ass if these feelings freeze up\nYou gon' sign this prenup, you gon' sign this prenup\nYou gon' sign this prenup, you gon' sign this prenup\n\nOoh\nHere we go again\nLife's a dream\n'Cause it's never what it seems\nBut you'd rather love and lost with tears\nThan never love at all\nSo here we go again\n\nThe number one station to free your soul (Free your soul)\nDawn 103.5"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled High for This"
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"content": " \nYou don't know what's in store\nBut you know what you're here for\nClose your eyes, lay yourself beside me (Ooh)\nHold tight for this ride\nWe don't need no protection\nCome alone, we don't need attention\n\nOpen your hand, take a glass\nDon't be scared, I'm right here\nEven though, you don't roll\nTrust me, girl, you wanna be high for this\n\nTake it off, you want it off\n'Cause I know what you're feeling\nIt's okay, girl, I feel it too\nLet it be, baby breathe\nI swear I'm right here\nWe'll be good, I promise, we'll be so good, yeah\n\nOpen your hand, take a glass\nDon't be scared, I'm right here\nEven though, you don't roll\nTrust me, girl, you wanna be high for this\n\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nYou wanna be high for this\n\nFor this\nYou wanna be high for this\nOoh, woah\nYou wanna be high for this, yeah\nYou wanna be high for this"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled House of Balloons _ Glass Table Girls"
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"content": " \n\nWoah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nUh\nUh huh\nYeah-eah\n\nBeen on a further level since you came, no more pain\nYou look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face\nYou're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay\nBut you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me\n\nIf it hurts to breathe, open a window (Woo-ooh)\nOh, your mind wants to leave (Yeah), but you can't go, oh\n\nThis is a happy house (A happy house)\nWe're happy here (We're happy here)\nIn a happy house\nOh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nWoah\nWoah, Woah-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh\n\nMusic got you lo-o-ost\nNights pass so much quicker than the days did\nSame clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift\nThis place will burn you u-u-up\nBaby, it's okay, them my niggas next door\nAnd they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want\nSo blame it on me that you didn't call you home\nOh, just don't blame it on me girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun\n\nIf it hurts (Woo, woo) to breathe, open a window (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh, your mind wants to leave, but you can't go (Ooh)\n\nThis is a happy house\nWe're happy here in a happy house\nOh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun)\nFun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun to me)\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nWoah (Woah)\nWoah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\n\n\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 7\n\nTwo puffs for the lady who be down for that\nWhatever, together\nBring your own stash of the greatest, trade it\nRoll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it\nThen watch us chase it\nWith a handful of pills, no chasers\nJaw clenching on some super-sized papers\nShe bad and her head bad\nEscaping, her van is a Wonderland\nAnd it's half-past six\nRead skies 'cause time don't exist\nBut when the stars shine back to the crib\nSuperstar lines back at the crib\nAnd we can test out the tables\nWe got some brand new tables\nAll glass and it's four feet wide\nBut it's a must to get us ten feet high\nShe give me sex in a handbag\nI get her wetter than a wet nap\nAnd no closed doors\nSo I listen to her moans echo\n\"I heard he do drugs now\"\nYou heard wrong, I been on it for a minute\nWe just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it\nAnd when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it\nYeah, I'm always on that okey-dokey\nThem white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony\nBig O know the deal, he the one who showed me\nWatch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me\n\"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?\"\n\"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony\"\nI cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story\nYeah, I'm talking 'bout you, man, get to know me\nAin't no offense, though, I promise you\nIf you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth\nBut I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams\nAnd we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street\n\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh)\nBring the 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)\nThe 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)\nPut the 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables\nPut the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\nOh (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled How Do I Make You Love Me?"
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"content": " \nWe're goin' back in time\nI'd like to see you try\nUnpackin' thoughts through tunnels in your mind\nI'll fix you mushroom tea\nAnd cross the restless sea\nRelease yourself to escape reality\n\nIt doesn't faze you\nI need a breakthrough\nI only want what's right in front of me\nIt's quite unusual\nSeekin' approval\nBeggin' for it desperately\nI said\n\nHow do I make you love me?\nHow do I make you fall for me?\nHow do I make you want me\nAnd make it last eternally?\nHow do I make you love me? (Ooh, ah)\nHow do I make you fall for me?\nHow do I make you want me (Ooh, ah)\nAnd make it last eternally?\n\nI can see the real you, girl\nYou don't have to hide\nForget 'bout what your daddy said\nI'll teach you how to shine\nAnd all the things you tolerated\nMade you cold inside\nBut I can light you up again\nLike embers of a fire\n\nIt doesn't faze you\nI need a breakthrough\nI only want what's right in front of me\nIt's quite unusual\nSeekin' approval\nBeggin' for it desperately\nI said\n\nHow do I make you love me? (Make you love me)\nHow do I make you fall for me? (How do I make you fall?)\nHow do I make you want me\nAnd make it last eternally?\nHow do I make you love me? (Ooh, ah)\nHow do I make you fall for me?\nHow do I make you want me (Ooh, ah)\nAnd make it last eternally?"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hurricane"
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"content": " \nSee this in 3D, all lights out for me\nAll lights out for me, lightning strikes the beach\nEighty degrees, warm it up for me\nFinally free, found the God in me\nAnd I want you to see I can walk on water\nThousand miles from shore, I can float on the water\nFather, hold me close, don't let me drown\nI know You won't\n\nYeah, walkin' on the bridge, I threw my sins over the deep end\nSippin' 'til my stomach hurt, this month I done lost three friends\nEarly mornin', brainstormin', normally I can't sleep in\nSometimes I just wanna restart it, but it all depends\nIf I'ma be that same young, hungry **** from West End\nWrote my hardest wrongs and the crazy part, I ain't have no pen\nMaybach interior camе with sheepskin\nStill remember whеn I just had three bands\nNow I'm the one everyone call on 'cause I got deep pants\nBro told me the way to beat the game is on the defense and\nNever fazed by names that they might call me, but they gon' respect it\nAnd I feel like you better off tryin' to call, I might not get the message\nAnd she just tried to run off with my heart, but I blocked off the exit, yeah\n\nOh-oh, I know You won't (I know You won't)\nI know You won't (Oh), oh (Oh, yeah)\nI know You won't, I know that You look over us (I know)\nSo we silently sleep\nBring down the rain, yeah, oh\n\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, I was out for self\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, I was up for sale, but I couldn't tell\nGod made it rain, the devil made it hail\nDropped out of school, but I'm that one at Yale\nMade the best tracks and still went off the rail\nHad to go down, down, down, this the new town, town, town\nThis the new ten, ten, ten, I'm goin' in, in, in\nHere I go on a new trip, here I go actin' too lit\nHere I go actin' too rich, here I go with a new chick\nAnd I know what the truth is, still playin' after two kids\nIt's a lot to digest when your life always movin'\nArchitectural Digest, but I needed home improvement\nSixty-million-dollar home, never went home to it\nGenius gone clueless, it's a whole lot to risk\nAlcohol anonymous, who's the busiest loser?\nHeated by the rumors, read into it too much\nFiendin' for some true love, ask Kim, \"What do you love?\"\nHard to find what the truth is, but the truth was that the truth suck\nAlways seem to do stuff, but this time it was too much\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, everybody so judgemental\nEverybody so judgemental\nEverybody hurts, but I don't judge rentals\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, it was all so simple\n\nI see you in 3D, the dawn is bright for me\nNo more dark for me, I know You're watchin' me\nEighty degrees, burnin' up the leaves\nFinally, I'm free, finally, I'm free\nAs I go out to sea, I can walk on water\nWon't you shine Your light? Demons talk on my shoulder\nFather, hold me close, don't let me drown\nI know You won't"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hurry Up Tomorrow"
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"content": "Wash me with your fire\nWho else has to pay for my sins?\nMy love's fabricated, it's too late to save it\nNow I'm ready for the end\nSo burn me with your light\nI have no more fights left to win\nTie me up to face it, I can't run away, and\nI'll accept that it's the end\n\nAnd I hope that I find what I'm looking for\nI hope someone's watching from up above\nI'm done with the lies, I'm done with the loss\nI hope my confession is enough\n\nSo I see Heaven after life\nI want Heaven when I die\nI wanna change\nI want the pain no more, hey\n\nI took so much more than their lives\nThey took a piece of me\nAnd I've been tryin' to fill that void that my father left\nSo no one else abandons me, I'm sorry\nI promise I'm sorry, yeah\nBut now I'm drownin' in the same tub where I learned how to swim\nWith my mother trying to save every ounce of my innocence\nI failed her like I failed myself, I'm sorry (Yeah)\nMama, I'm sorry, oh, yeah\n\nAnd I hope that I'll find what I'm looking for\nI hope that He's watching from up above\nI'm done with the lies, I'm done with the loss\nI hope this confession is enough\n\nSo I see Heaven after life\nI want Heaven when I die\nI want to change\nI want the pain no more, oh, yeah\nNo, I need Heaven after life\nI want Heaven when I die\nI wanna change\nI want the pain no more, no more, no more"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hurt You"
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"content": " \nAnd now I know relationship's my enemy\nSo stay away from me\nI'm warning you\nYou try to fill the void with every man you meet\n'Cause you're upset with me\nI'm warning you\n\n'Cause all the nights you slept alone dryin' your eyes\nAnd all the nights you thought about takin' your life\n'Cause if it's love you want again, don't waste your time\nBut if you call me up, I'm fuckin' you on sight\n\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\n\nWhen you're with him, you close your eyes and think of me\nJust call me up again\nI'll make you weak\nGirl, I'll come and put myself between your lips\nNot between your heart\nCan't you see?\n\nThat all the nights you slept alone, dryin' your eyes ('cause of me, baby)\nAnd all the nights you thought about takin' your life ('cause of me, baby)\nIf it's love you want again, don't waste your time (don't you waste)\nBut if you call me up, I'm fuckin' you on sight\n\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\n\n\nI don't want\nI don't want\nI don't want\nI don't want\nI don't wanna, baby\nI don't wanna, baby\nI don't, ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Can’t Fucking Sing"
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"content": " \nAh, I get it now\nNo, it's my fucking voice, okay? (Listen to the doctor)\nI can't sing (Lip sync), I can't fucking sing"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Can’t Wait To Get There"
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"content": " \nYeah\nThe darkness keeps you shining\nShine, shine, shine\nShine, shine, shine\nOoh, just sign on the dotted line\nLine, line, line\nLine, line, line (Ooh)\n\nI can't wait to get there, I know (Oh, know, know, oh, love, love)\nI can’t wait to get there, aware, my heart (Oh, love, love)\nI wish I could get there to know (Oh, love, love, oh, love, love)\nWhere my love can grow, oh, oh (Ooh)\n\nDear summer, wе've been runnin' the numbers\nWе just shy off a billi’, sold my crib to Madonna\nMight connect to my father, I don't know that nigga\nTryna end all my dramas, tryna clean up my closet\n'Cause the media hate it when they can never control us\nAnd my enemies hate it 'cause I own my soul\nI know (I know)\nWhen they think I don't, I know (I know)\nI know (I know)\nAnd they try to fuckin' kill me, spreadin' misinformation\nTryna paint me a villain\nGuess I did it to myself, man, this business life pimping\nWho can tell me the difference?\nDealt with scarier situations, I had nowhere to live in\nHigh school dropout, chillin' with academics\nNow I can finish a sentence\nNow I’m articulate, baby\nAnd I enunciate, baby\nAnd I eviscerate my enemies and piss on they grave, yeah\nAnd I swear I’m gon' do it, I know\n\nI can’t wait to get there, I know\nEvery time I look into those eyes (I know, know, know, know, know)\nAll the tears drop down your face (I know, know, know)\nI can't wait to get there, aware, my heart (I get the game, I know)\nI wish I could get there to know (You need the right complexion for the right protection, for the right intention, for the, for the, for the)\nWhere my love can grow (For the, for the right, for the right, ooh)\nEvery time I look into those eyes\nLook into those eyes and all the tears drop down your face (I can't wait to get there, woah, oh)\nAware, my heart\nI wish I could get there to know\nWhere my love can grow, oh, oh\nI can't wait to get there, I know\nI can’t wait to get there"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Feel It Coming"
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"content": " \nYeah, ah\n\nTell me what you really like\nBaby, I can take my time\nWe don't ever have to fight\nJust take it step-by-step\nI can see it in your eyes\n'Cause they never tell me lies\nI can feel that body shake\nAnd the heat between your legs\n\nYou've been scared of love and what it did to you\nYou don't have to run, I know what you've been through\nJust a simple touch and it could set you free\nWe don't have to rush when you're alone with me\n\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\n\nYou are not the single type\nSo, baby, this the perfect time\nI'm just tryna get you high (I'm just tryin', babe)\nAnd faded off this touch\nYou don't need a lonely night\nSo, baby, I can make it right\nYou just gotta let me try (Try)\nTo give you what you want\n\nYou've been scared of love and what it did to you\nYou don't have to run, I know what you've been through\nJust a simple touch and it could set you free\nWe don't have to rush when you're alone with me\n\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\n\nUh, you've been scared of love and what it did to you\nYou don't have to run, I know what you've been through\nJust a simple touch and it could set you free\nWe don't have to rush when you're alone with me\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', babe)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I know what you feel right now)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', baby)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I know what you say right now, babe)\nI feel it comin' (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na; I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', babe; oh, babe)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I know what you say right now)\nI feel it comin' (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na; I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', baby)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe\n\nI feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', babe"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Heard You’re Married"
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"content": " \nYeah\nYeah, yeah (Ah)\nOh, oh yeah\nMm-mm\n\nThe way you hypnotized me, I could tell (Uh)\nYou've been in control\nYou manifested this, but girl, I blame myself\nThings I shoulda known\nThe whispers that I hear\nAre blowin' through my ears\nThese words I need to hear from you\nAnd I know this is a fling\nBut you're hidin' someone's ring\nIt hurts to think I'm sharin' you\n\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl\nI knew that this was too good to be true\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh\n\nIf you don't love him (Oh no)\nThen do yourself a favor and just leave him\nYour number in my phone, I'm gon' delete it\nGirl, I'm way too grown for that deceivin'\n'Cause I don't play, I don't play\nNow I'm sure you have your issues and your reasons (Reasons)\nBut why you even with him if you're cheatin'? (Cheatin')\nAnd I thought you were someone that I could be with (Yeah)\nAnd it kills me that I'm sharin' you\n\nOh, I heard you're married, girl\nI knew that this was too good to be true\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh\nAnd I hate it\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl (Married, girl)\nThe way you had me wrapped around your finger too\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh\n\nI can't be with you\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl, oh (Ooh)\nI can't be with you (Yeah)\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl\nOh, yeah\n\nCan't be your side bitch\nThat shit ain't fly, bitch\nCan't be your pilot\nCan't be your private\nMake me your obvious\nIf I ain't your husband, I can't be your hybrid\nI heard you're married\nI bet he treats you like Virgin Mary\nYou like it dirty and I'm Dirty Harry\nI thought we were some love birds, canaries, word to Larry\nBut I can't fuck with you\nYou put my love on the line and then hang up on you\nThat's a long kiss goodbye, I gotta tongue kiss you\nAnd when doves cry, we ain't got enough tissue\nI'm still in love with you\nWhere the love at?\nYou walk down the aisle, I can make you run back\nLike, fuck that, where the love at?\nAnd tell hubby I'll kill him, no hub cap\n\nWoah, woah (Woah, woah)\nOh, I heard you're married, girl (Married, girl)\nI knew that this was too good to be true\nOh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh (Woah, woah)\nAnd I hate it (Oh, I hate it)\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl (Married, girl)\nThe way you had me wrapped around your finger too (Your finger too)\nOh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh (I heard you're married, and baby, I hate it)\n\nI can't be with you\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl, oh (Ooh)\nI can't be with you (Yeah)\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl (Ooh, ooh)\nI can't be with you (Oh yeah)\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl, oh (Talk to me, say)\nI can't be with you\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl (Ooh)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Was Never There"
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"content": " \nWhat makes a grown man wanna cry?\n(Cry, cry, cry, cry)\nWhat makes him wanna take his life? (Ah, ah)\n(Yeah)\nHis happiness is never real\n(Real, real, real, real)\nAnd mindless sex is how he feels, ooh, he heals\n\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter (It don't matter), it won't matter (Matter)\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time (Time, it's time, babe)\nIt won't matter (It won't matter, babe), it won't matter (Ya)\nIt was like he was never there\n(It was like he was never there)\nIt was like he was gone in thin air, oh\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time (Oh, baby)\nIt won't matter (It won't matter, baby), it won't matter\n\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\nIt was like he was never there\nIt was like he was gone in thin air\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\n\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\n\nOoh, now I know what love is\nAnd I know it ain't you for sure\nYou'd rather something toxic\nSo, I poison myself again, again\n'Til I feel nothing\nIn my soul (In my soul)\nI'm on the edge of something breaking\nI feel my mind is slowly fadin'\nIf I keep going, I won't make it\nIf I keep going, I won't make it\n\nAnd it's all because of you\nIt's all because of you\nIt's all because of you\nIt's all because of you\nWoah, woah\nDon't you, baby, hey\nIt won't matter, baby\nDon't you know?\nDon't you know?\nOh, ooh, oh\nHey"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled In Vein"
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"content": "I don't got a single sober vein in my body\nI don't got a single sober vein in my body\n\nDon't apologize, I quite enjoy messy\nI see that bottle after bottle got you goin' crazy\nAnd doin' shows after shows got me so lazy\nSo ride it out for me, and take it off for me\nIt's a good vibe, good vibe, good vibe\nDon't you ever threaten niggas with a good time\nShe wanna buy a dream, I said I don't sell it\nBut she can rent it for a night, I don't mind, open wide\n'Cause all this fame, I earned it, I might as well use it\nPrivate elevator goin' straight to my unit\nAll my niggas 'round me, gettin' kickback pussy\nAll my killas 'round me, all be hiding in Stussy\nCan't nobody stop me, used to be homeless (Used to be homeless)\nNow that penthouse at the Ritz where my home is\nTour bus like a National Geographic\nBitches runnin' wild gettin' faded in the bathroom\n\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nAll the pain, sweat and tears, just to get a piece\nBut now we got it\nMan look at the kid now, can nobody stop me?\nI don't got a single sober vein in my body\n\nFuck her like a thug nigga, young nigga, new Ferrari\nOld money, I just 'fraid the Lord with us\nCondo blow money, like it's all dope money\nCome short wet niggas, like a speed boat coming, oh Lord\nMo money, mo money, these rich young niggas ain't ever know money\nBelaire running down the Rollie on her arm (Arm)\nPinky ring six-hundred, what you know about it (What?)\nI'm the champ, baby, Real Deal Holyfield (Huh)\nGot the bitches, want it dirty, went and bought the crib\nTwenty-five mil', I'm doing twenty-five-to-life\nHundred acres, keep my shooters all through the night\nEvery chandelier ran a nigga one mil'\nTwenty chandeliers, motherfucker, who real (Uh)\nI just wanna show her what I live like\nWearing a white Birkin on a winter night\nFuck a Birkin, now she in the Bentley\nThat's when she went and tatted double M G\nNow our bond deep, deeper than the rap\nShe give me brain, she a mastermind to be exact\nShe a mastermind to be exact\nI give her game and she give it back (Back)\nSip syrup so I fuck slow, sip more I wanna fuck more\nGotta grind 'till your eyes close\nStay strapped 'till the trap close\nThey scream Maybach on the cell blocks\nAll my dawgs who used to sell blocks\nThey say the niggas in the jail talk\nHow your homies commissary fell off\nWhat make it worse he get an elbows\nTwenty-five-to-life dead wrong on the cell phone\n\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nAll the pain, sweat and tears, just to get a piece\nBut now we got it\nMan look at the kid now, can nobody stop me?\nI don't got a single sober vein in my body"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled In Your Eyes"
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"content": " \nOoh, yeah\n\nI just pretend that I'm in the dark and\nI don't regret 'cause my heart can't take a loss\nI'd rather be so oblivious\nI'd rather be with you\n\nWhen it's said, when it's done, yeah\nI don't ever wanna know\nI can tell what you done, yeah\nWhen I look at you\n\nIn your eyes\nI see there's something burning inside you\nOh, inside you\nIn your eyes\nI know it hurts to smile, but you try to\nOh, you try to\nYou always try to hide the pain\nYou always know just what to say\nI always look the other way\nI'm blind, I'm blind\nIn your eyes\nYou lie, but I don't let it define you\nOh, define you\n\nI tried to find love\nIn someone else too many times\nBut I hope you know I mean it (Mean it)\nWhen I tell you you're the one that was on my mind, oh\n\nWhen it's said, when it's done, yeah\nI would never let you know (Let you know)\nI'm ashamed of what I've done, yeah\nWhen I look at you\n\nIn your eyes (Your eyes)\nI see there's something burning inside you (Inside you)\nOh, inside you (Oh, inside you)\nIn your eyes\nI know it hurts to smile, but you try to (But you try to)\nOh, you try to (You try to)\nYou always try to hide the pain (Oh, oh)\nYou always know just what to say (Oh, dear)\nI always look the other way\nI'm blind, I'm blind\nIn your eyes\nYou lie, but I don't let it define you (Hey)\nOh, define you\n\nIn your eyes\nI see there's something burning inside you\nOh, inside you\nYou always try to hide the pain\nYou always know just what to say\nI always look the other way\nI'm blind, I'm blind\nIn your eyes\nYou lie, but I don't let it define you\nOh, define you"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled In the Night"
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"content": " \nAll alone, she was livin'\nIn a world without an end or beginnin'\nBaby girl was livin' life for the feelin'\nBut I don't mind, I don't mind, oh\nAnd all the wrongs she committed\nShe was numb and she was so co-dependent\nShe was young and all she had was the city\nBut I don't mind, I don't mind\n\nAnd I know (Know)\nThat she's capable of anything, it's riveting\nBut when (When)\nYou wake up, she's always gone, gone, gone, oh\n\nIn the night, she hears him calling\nIn the night, she's dancin' to relieve the pain\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\nIn the night, when she comes crawlin'\nDollar bills and tears keep fallin' down her face\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\n\nHe sang a song when he did it\nHe was cold and he was so unforgiving\nNow she dances to the song on the minute\nYeah, all the time (All the time), all the time (All the time), oh\nIt make her weak when she hear it\nAnd it got her on her knees like religion\nShe was young and she was forced to be a woman\nYeah, all the time (All the time), all the time (All the time)\n\nAnd I know (Know)\nThat she's capable of anything, it's riveting\nBut when (When)\nYou wake up, she's always gone, gone, gone, oh\n\nIn the night, she hears him calling\nIn the night, she's dancin' to relieve the pain\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\nIn the night, when she comes crawlin' (Yeah)\nDollar bills and tears keep fallin' down her face (Fallin' down her face)\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\n\nOh, baby\nI don't think you understand (Woo)\nI don't think you understand (Ohh)\nI don't think you understand\nOh, no, no, no\nI don't think you understand (Hey)\n\nIn the night, she hears him calling (Yeah)\nIn the night, she's dancin' to relieve the pain (To relieve the pain)\nShe'll never walk away (No-no-no-no-no)\nI don't think you understand (Hey)\nIn the night, when she comes crawlin' (Ooh)\nDollar bills and tears keep fallin' down her face (It's fallin' down her face)\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Initiation"
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"content": " \nOh, yeah, got you drinking out them white cups, sodas\nAll this shit so foreign to you, thick smoke, choking\nBaby, get familiar with the order\nJust crack it, then pour it, then sip slow, then tip low\nMy eyes red but my brim low, that XO\nShe climbing, straight to the top, forgetting why she there in the first place\nNo more crying, heart rate slow, put that rum down, you don't wanna die tonight\nI promise, when you’re finished, we’ll head to where I’m living\nThe party won’t finish, it’s a fucking celebration, oh yeah\nFor my niggas out tonight\nAnd they high off Shakespeare lines\nThere's enough to pass around, you don't gotta wait in line\nAnd the clocks don't work, you don't gotta check the time\nAnd the blinds don't work, you don't gotta check the sky\nWe'll be going all night, 'til light\n\nI got a test for you\nYou say you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\n\nAnd you've been going hard, baby\nNow you rolling with some big boys, baby\nGot a lot you wanna show off, baby\nClose that door before you take your fucking clothes off, baby\nDon't mind, all my writings on the wall\nI thought I passed my peak, and I'm experiencing fall\nAnd all I wanna do is leave 'cause I've been zoning for a week\nAnd I ain't left this little room, tryna concentrate to breathe\n'Cause this piff so potent, killing serotonin\nIn that two floor loft in the middle we be choking\nOn that all black voodoo, heavy gum chewing\nGo on if you thirsty, baby, if you thirsty\nGrab a cup of that XO, baby, I been leaning\nBack from the come down, girl, I've been fiending\nFor another round, don't you blame it on me\nWhen you're grinding up your teeth and it's fucking hard to sleep\n\nI got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\nI got a lot of boys\nAnd we can make you right\nAnd if you get too high\n\nBaby, come over here and\nRide it out, ride it out\nWork that back 'til I tire out\nRoll that weed, bring that fire out\nTaste that lean when you kiss my mouth\nBed so wet when I eat you out\nGirl's friends scream that I'm creeping out\nIf they're not down, better keep 'em out\nEx-man hollering, keep him out\nHard to let go, I could teach you how\nTake a puff of this motherfucking reefer now\nBet a shot of this cognac, ease you out\nJust one night, trying to fucking leave you out\nBaby, baby\n\nI got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\nI got a lot of boys\nAnd we can make you right\nAnd if you get too high\nBaby, come over here and ride it out\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nCome over here and ride it out\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nOoh yeah, ooh\n\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (Oh yeah)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (XO)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (Yeah)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat-"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Is There Someone Else?"
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"content": " \nI know that you're hiding something from me\nThat's been close to your heart\nAnd I felt it creepin' up every day\nBaby, right from the start\nI know that look you give when we're fighting (Fighting)\nWe're fighting (Fighting)\n'Cause I used to be the one who was lying (Lying)\nOh, lying (Lying)\n\nOh, is there someone else or not?\n'Cause I wanna keep you close\nI don't wanna lose my spot\n'Cause I need to know\nIf you're hurting him, or you're hurting me\nIf I ain't with you, I don't wanna be\nIs there someone else or not?\nOoh, or not?\n\nI don't deservе someone loyal to me\nDon't you think I see?\nAnd I don't want to bе a prisoner to who I used to be\nI swear I changed my ways for the better, the better\n'Cause I wanna be with you forever, forever\n\nOh, is there someone else or not?\n'Cause I wanna keep you close\nI don't wanna lose my spot\n'Cause I need to know\nIf you're hurting him, or you're hurting me\nIf I ain't with you, I don't wanna be\nIs there someone else or not?\nOoh, or not?"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Jealous Guy"
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"content": " \nI was dreamin' of the past\nAnd my heart was beatin' fast\nI began to lose control\nI began to lose control\n\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm sorry that I made you cry\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm just a jealous guy\n\nI was feelin' insecure\nYou might not love me anymore\nI was shiverin' inside\nI was shiverin' inside\n\nI didn't mean to hurt you, yeah\nI'm sorry that I made you cry\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm just a jealous guy\n\nJealous guy\nJealous guy, oh\nJealous guy\nSaid I'm sorry, jealous guy\n\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm sorry that I made you cry\nI didn't wanna hurt you\nI'm just a jealous guy"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled K-POP"
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"content": " \nGonna pop, baby\nVemo'\n\nSwish, lit (Lit)\nMove that shit out here (Here)\nYou full off one sip (Sip)\nFallin' off but I got grip (Grip)\nAll around the trap, it hit (Hit, hit, ayy)\nAll around the map, you trip (Skrrt)\nTake it like nine out of ten (Yeah)\nThink they gon' find that again\nThink I gotta bond out again\nBehind the tint, I sin, I vent\nCan't forget about that place we went\nRight after you put that in my head\nDo you still pop 'em? Do you dance?\nDo you still drop some'? Know you can\nI got a lot, but I'm still chancin'\n\nYeah-yeah, yeah, yeah\nHace tiempo no te veo, eh\nEs que ahora en Miami jangueo, eh, eh\nYa no tengo la Rodeo\nAhora en la G-Wagon me posteo, ey\nY te lo meto al frente 'e la playa\nComo aquello' tiempo' de camino a Maya\nTú ni fumaba' y chingando te arrebaté\nDale, no pierdas tiempo, no lo piense', trépate\nTú bien loca, loca, yo bien loco, loco\nSi ahora tu mai nos pilla, me pide una foto\nLa nota me explota, el ticke' lo exploto\nVamo' pa' Cayo Musha, ya le texteé al piloto, eh-eh\n\nI know it was one time (Swish)\nYou feel like that went on (Went on)\nThat night was just so fire\nI need you back sooner (Sooner)\nYou come back on this side\nWhen shit get back cooler (Cooler)\nWe run it back one time\nI'm grabbin' you uno (Uno)\n\nOoh (Uno)\nOoh-ooh (Mm-mm, mm-mm)\nOoh (Mm-mm, mm-mm)\nOoh-yeah (Mm-mm)\n\nMix the drugs with the pain\nLet the waves lead the way\nYou in Cannes and Saint-Tropez callin' out my name\nYou know I'm rolling my face off\nYou know I'm high off that K pop\nRubbin' up on your body\nAll your clothes, you gon' take off\nSouth of France, we gon' party\nThis ain't some lil' yachty\nWe gon' fuck 'til we seasick (Skrrt)\nYou my bad lil' mami, mami (Yeah)\nYou love me, you could tell me you love me\nEven if you don't mean it (Mm-mm)\nSex'll make you believe it (Mm-mm)\nI love it when she up on me (Mm-mm)\nLove when she'll call me, \"Papi\" (Mm-mm)\nEven though she Korean (Mm-mm)\nGet her wet like tsunami, 'nami, ooh, yeah (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nI know it was one time (Swish)\nYou feel like that went on (Went on)\nThat night was just so fire\nI need you back sooner (Sooner)\nYou come back on this side\nWhen shit get back cooler (Cooler)\nWe run it back one time\nI'm grabbin' you uno\n\nYeah-yeah, yeah, yeah (Uno)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled King of the Fall"
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"content": " \nI'm Addy'd up, add it up, I just ate a plate for breakfast\nPut it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas\nChest feeling heavy like a midget on my necklace\nBitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous (Oh!)\n'Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates\nDriving by the streets we used to walk through like a triumph\nMix it in a potion like a science\nThat liquid G diet got a nigga so quiet\n'Cause the shit so strong, got me feeling like I'm dyin' (Feeling like I'm dyin')\nShit so raw, nothing else can get me higher (Get me higher)\nOnly time you see me's when I'm balling with my niggas\n'Cause my life too private, my ride too private (Oh!)\nMy flight too private, my shows so riot\nMy jaw so tired, I go all night in my city 'til the fall\nThen it's time for me to fly her\nI got a girl at home even though she ain't mine yet\n\nAnd she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like it)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like it)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Ohh)\nBaby girl, you know what I like\nBaby, you know just what I like (I like)\nBaby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like\n\nDon't be mad, let her get hers (Get her, get hers)\nDon't be mad, let her get hers (Don't be mad; Get her, get hers)\nShe made her own luck, she don't give a fuck\nShe's tryna have fun, take a break from the love\nMan, your girl so bad, let me get her (Get her, get her)\nYour girl so bad, let me get her (Get her, get her)\nI make my own luck, I make that pussy talk\nOn call till the fall, he can like it or not, nigga, back the fuck up\nIf you ain’t with me, motherfucker, you against me ('Gainst me)\nIf you ain’t complimentin' nigga, you offendin' ('Fending)\nI've been out here last year wasting hella time (Hella time)\nXO is the only time invested\nThem Fall shows every year like a birthday (Birthday)\nAnd I'ma do it every year in my birthplace (Birthplace)\nAnd I ain’t been this gone since Thursday (Thursday)\nI never said that I’d be sober in the first place\n\nAnd she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like it)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Yeah; Know I might like it)\nBaby girl, you know what I like (Baby girl, you know what I like)\nBaby, you know just what I like (Nah, nah, nah)\nBaby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like\n\nBaby girl, you know what I like\nBaby, you know just what I like, mm\n\nI just passed that \"Nigga fell off\" stage\nJust sold out the O2 at my own pace\nI can say that I’m attached to nobody\nI've been getting paper while these niggas tryna stop me\nShout my nigga Doc, that’s a mentor\nHad some bad business, nothing personal\nBut now that word out that we back\nOn some young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson\nAnd these the motherfuckers that they packaged\nTheir new shit all be soundin' like my past shit\nBring your girl to my show, give her floor seats\nThen she go downtown like she owe me\nXO, XO, XO\nMix it up, pour it up, take it down slow\nThis my sound, nigga, fuck your sound\nDid it from the ground, ask around, bitch\nWhen I touch down, I'ma shake shit up\nFuck your new man, I'ma break it up\nHe can come back when I go on the road\nBut that pussy mine for the next three months\n’Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back\nCop ten whips for my niggas when we land\nQueen Street nigga making money overseas\nHad a few more debts, I'ma pay it all in cash\nShout out XO, shout out to the boy\nBroke bread on tour, man, it’s all love now\nShout my nigga Stix, doing good in these streets\nBet he popping more bottles than us right now\nReason why they stressing, city never sunny\nWhen the kid come through with more niggas than Apollo\nBut ain’t shit funny, can’t nobody stop me\nAll my hoes are trained, I make all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow\nAll of, all of, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Kiss Land"
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"content": " \nWhen I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall\nBut when she put it in her mouth\nShe can't seem to reach my...\nBallin' ain't an issue for me\nI'll make a hundred stacks right back next week\nDo it all again, I'm faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing\nAnd I'll admit, baby, I'm a little camera-shy\nBut exceptions can be made, baby, ‘cause you're too damn fly\nFor what it's worth, I hope you enjoy the show\n'Cause if you're back here only takin' pictures\nYou gon' have to take your ass home\n\n'Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off\nGo 'head, girl, strip it down, close your mouth\nI just wanna hear your body talk\n\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, girl, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, girl, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nDon’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nDon’t hold back\n\nYou can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free\nYou gotta pay with your body\nNot really into kisses leading into nothing\nI'm into shows every night, if you play your cards right\nI might fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour\nFuck around, turn you to my West Coast girl\nUntil they book a show in NYC\nGotta fly back east where the city don't sleep\nWoah, I'm tryna finish all this potion\nBaby, take your time, I'm tryna sip it 'til the mornin'\nAnd if you're still up, I'm tryna fuck you in the mornin'\nSaid, I'm two days strong\nAnd never sleep until it's mornin', until the mornin'\n\n'Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off\nGo 'head, girl, strip it down, close your mouth\nI just wanna hear your body talk\n\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, yeah, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, girl, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nDon’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, yeah, don’t hold back\n\n\nI got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year\nI can't remember how it looks inside\nSo you can picture how my life's been\nI went from starin' at the same four walls for 21 years\nTo seein' the whole world in just 12 months\nBeen gone for so long, I might have just found God\nWell, probably not, if I keep my habits up\nProbably not if I can't keep up with lovin'\nAnd I can't stand talkin' to brand new girls\nOnly bitches down to fuck when you shower them with ones and\nProbably not if my niggas round them up and\nProbably not if we take 'em to my spot\nProbably not if I tweak all day just to sleep at night\nGoddamn, I'm high\nMy doctor told me to stop\nAnd he gave me somethin' to pop\nAnd I mix it up with some Adderall's\nAnd I wait to get to the top\nAnd I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot\nI don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me?\nAll I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke\nLast week was my rough week\nI'm still drippin' down from my nose\nAnd I don't know how to drive, I make my driver get high\nBut If he goes under that 110, believe my driver get fired\nAnd I don't got any friends, I got XO in my bloodwork\nAnd I'm posted up down in Florida \nFt. Lauderdale to that MIA\nCold drinks with Grand Marnier\nTo the break of dawn, Kahlua milk\nWhite Russian when the sun hits\nWhite Russians with tongue tricks\nI like the feeling of tongue rings\nShe like the way my whole tongue flip\nShe grind hard for tuition\nShe grind hard 'til her teeth chip\nI make her hide it with gold grills\nI make her suck it with gold grills\nIn the back room of the VIP, she don't ever sleep\n\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nAnd this ain't nothing to relate to\nAnd this ain't nothing to relate to\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nEven if you tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nAnd this ain't nothing to relate to\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nEven if you tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled LA FAMA"
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"content": " \n\nLo que pasó a ti te lo cuento\nNo creas que no dolió o que me lo invento\nAsí es que se dio\nYo tenía a mi bebé, era algo bien especial\nPero me obsesioné con algo que a él le hacía mal\nMiles de cancione' en mi mente\nY él me lo notaba\nY él tanta’ vece' que me lo decía\nY yo como si nada\n\nEs mala amante la fama, no va a quererte de verdad\nEs demasia'o traicionera, y como ella viene, se te va\nSabe’ que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré\nSi quiere', duerme con ella, pero nunca la vayas a casar\n\nLo que pasó me ha dejado en vela\nYa no puedo ni pensar\nLa sangre le hierve, siempre quiere más\nPuñalaítas da su ambición\nEn el pecho afilada, es lo peor\n\nEs mala amante la fama y no va a quererme de verdad\nEs demasia'o traicionera, y como ella viene, se me va\nYo sé que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré\nSi quiero, duermo con ella, pero nunca me la voy a casar\n\nNo hay manera\nDe que esta obsesión se me fuera\nSe me fuera, ya desaparezca\nYo aún no he aprendío' la manera\nNo hay manera que desaparezca\n\nEs mala amante la fama, no va a quererte de verdad\nEs demasia'o traicionera, y como ella viene, se te va\nYo sé que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré\nSi quiero, duermo con ella, pero nunca me la voy a casar"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Less Than Zero"
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"content": " \nRemember I was your hero, yeah\nI'd wear your heart like a symbol\nI couldn't save you from my darkest truth of all\nI know\nI'll always be less than zero\nOh, yeah\nYou tried your best with me, I know\nI couldn't face you with my darkest truth of all\nOh\n\n'Cause I can't get it out of my head\nNo, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed\nI try to hide it, but I know you know me\nI try to fight it, but I'd rather be free\nOh\n\nOh yeah\nCan we meet in the middle?\nOh yeah\n'Cause you were just like me before\nNow you'd rather leavе me\nThan to watch me die in your arms, oh\n\nBut I can't gеt it out of my head\nNo, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed\nI try to hide it, but I know you know me\nI try to fight it, but I'd rather be free\nOh woah, oh\n\n(I can't get it out of my head)\n(No, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed)\n(I try, I try)\n(I try, I try)\n\nI can't get it out of my head\nNo, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed\nI try to hide it, but I know you know me (Know you know me)\nI try to fight it, but I'd rather be free\n\nYeah\nI'll always be less than zero\nYou tried your best with me, I know"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Life of the Party"
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"content": " \nHello, welcome to the other side\nYou're lost\nBaby, step outside your mind\nYou've been really good\nYou've been really good\nYou've been thinking 'bout being bad ever since I put you on\nShe got money for blow\nJust check her damn nose\nPrescription ain't an issue\nYou can mix it with the \"oh\"\nAnd if you wanna do it, baby\nI'm right here with you\nI'm on cloud nine\nBaby, you're behind\nYou can follow me\nYou can follow me if you want\n\nTo go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOoh\nOoh\nOoh, yeah\n\nI got two little ladies\nI got one little room\nThere's a room full of liquor\nBaby, what you wanna do?\nThe way you move got me feeling so \"uhh\"\nI been thinking about it, baby\nI been thinking about it lately\nI'm so far gone and you are too\nShow me how you\n\nYou go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOoh\nOoh\nOoh, yeah\n\nI love how you touch\nHow you feel, how you breathe\nBaby, how you do it so good?\nHow you twist with your hips got the room so small, baby\nAnd, girl, please don't go\nYou're gonna please my boys\nYou been thinking about it, baby\nYeah, you're a star\nOh, you knocked one down\nGirl, you knocked it down\nGirl, there's one, two, three\n\nTo go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Like A God"
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"content": " \nOh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh\n\nMama taught her how to please\nDaddy begged them not to leave\nBut they drove to the City of Angels\nMama knows, baby girl gon' be famous (Yeah)\nMama died after fallen dreams\nSuicide made her tabloid queen\n\nShe's alone, the city gon' break her\nThere's no one, there's no one to save her, oh-oh\n\nHe watches over like a God\nMakes you hurt again, so you can heal and say \"Amen\"\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh\n\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh\n\nBaby boy was doing petty crimes\nTwenty-five, he was serving time\nHe would dream of the City of Angels\nHe was born to entertain us, 'tain us, 'tain us\nAt his core, he's just a jealous guy\nMany women falling for his lie\n\nHe's alone, the city will break him\n'Cause there's no, there's no one to save him, oh-oh-oh\n\nShe watches over like a God\nMakes you hurt again so you can heal and say \"Amen\"\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh\n\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you\n\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nEnd our lives for you, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Loft Music"
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"content": " \nOh, oh-ooh\nOh (Woah), oh (Woah)\nOh, oh\n\nThey say my brain meltin'\nAnd the only thing I'll tell 'em is\nI'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist\nSo, baby, take your clothes off, a chance like this\nYou may never get to show off, show off\nShow off what you talking about\nUnless you like to tease, baby\nWhen in reality you don't know how to please, baby\nBlue-ball queen, take your fuckin' seat, baby\nRide it out, now I know you wanna scream, baby\nBetter than your next man\nAnd if he swingin' I get dumber than the next man\n'Cause I don't play\nUnless it's keys, then I play all day (All day)\nYou like them keys? We gon' play all day (All day)\nWet dream fry your brain all day, all day\nI think you lost your morals, girl (What?)\nBut it's okay 'cause you don't need 'em where we're goin'\nIn that two-floor loft in the middle of the city\nAfter rollin' through the city with me\nI promise you gon' see\nThat I'm only fuckin' 20, girl\nAmnesia, put your mind in a dream world\nWhat you doin' in the bathroom? (Woah)\nI hear noises in the bathroom (Woah)\nBaby, it's okay\nWe can do it in the living room\nTwisting turns in 'em, the only girls that we fuck with\nSeem to have 20 different pills in 'em\nThey tell us that they love us\nEven though they want a next man\nAnd the next man's bitch want the third man\nEddie Murphy shit, yeah, we trade places\nRehearse lines to them and then we fuck faces\nYeah, we know just how to get a buzz\nMix it with the hash, come fuck with us\nI'm raw, mothafucka, I'm raw\nLove so lost, and my niggas, man\nThese bitches can't touch what we got if they wanted\nI'll plug any nigga that'll step, man, I got 'em, yeah, I got 'em 'til the ending of our credits\nLife's such a movie, filmed independent, us against the city\nPlease don't get offended when we don't answer your calls\nAnd if you got a problem, come and find us, we can talk about it\nWhat's good, young ho? You about it?\nGot a loft right now, you excited?\nYou excited?\n\nOoh, ooh\nAh, ah\nOoh-ahh\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nYeah\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nOoh, what you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin'?\nI been thinkin' 'bout, ooh\nI know everything, ooh\nI know everything\nI know it all\nI know it all\nAhh, ahh, ahh, ooh\nOoh-ahh, ahh, ahh\nOoh, oh no, no, no\nAhh, ahh-ooh, ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Lonely Star"
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"content": " \nIf, all I could say is if\nPromise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin\nI belong to you\nPromise me when they all love you that you'll remember me\nWhen you fuck them, you'll see my face\nMy body is yours\nEvery Thursday\n\nIt seems like pain and regret are your best friends (Ooh, oh yeah)\n'Cause everything you do leads to them, right? Right, right\nYeah, but baby, I could be your best friend, ooh\nAnd baby, I could fuck you right (Ooh, woah)\n\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star, oh yeah\nBaby, you could have it all\nBaby, you could have it all\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star\n\nWoah\nBlaming all your sins on your best friends, ohh, oh yeah\nAnd nothing's never ever your own fault\nAnd nothing's your fault baby, no\nWell, baby, you don't need your best friends (Woah)\nYeah, 'cause I got everything you want (Woo, ehh yeah)\n\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh baby)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star, baby, you could be a star\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star (Oh yeah)\nIf all I could say is if\nPromise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin\nI belong to you\nPromise me when they all love you that you'll remember me\nWhen you fuck them, you'll see my face\nMy body is yours\nGive them any other day but Thursday\nBelongs to me\nEvery Thursday\nI'll wait for you\nI'll be beautiful for you\nEvery Thursday\nI exist\nOnly on Thursday\n\nOhh, ohh\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, Thursday\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, Thursday (Ooh)\nI love the guitars"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Losers"
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"content": " \nOnly losers go to school\nI taught myself how to move\nI'm not the type to count on you, uh\n'Cause stupid's next to \"I love you\"\nNo?\n\nSo what can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already? ('Dy)\nWe make our own sense\nAnd you're qualified to me\nWhat can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already? ('Dy)\nWe make our own sense\n\nAnd you're qualified to (Oh, oh)\nAnd you're qualified to (Oh, oh, oh)\nAnd you're qualified to\n\nOnly losers go to school\nThey can't teach what they can't prove\nCome put this inside a test tube\n'Cause stupid's next to \"I love you\"\n\nSo what can you show me (Ay, ay, ay)\nThat my heart don't know already? ('Dy, ay)\n'Cause we make our own sense (Ay, ay)\nYou're qualified to me\nWhat can you show me (Ay, ay)\nThat my heart don't know already? (Ay, ay, ay)\n'Cause we make our own sense\nAnd you're qualified to...\n\nOh, oh\nAnd you're qualified to\nOh, oh\nAnd you're qualified to\nAnd you're qualified to\n\nAnd now that we're all grown up\nWho do we owe it to?\nAnd now that we've gone this far\nWho do we owe it all to?\nWe did it all alone\nNow we're coming for the throne\nWe did it all alone\nNow we're coming for the throne\nAnd now that we all came up\nDo we lose? Do we lose?\n\nSo what can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already?\n'Cause we make our own sense\nAnd you're qualified to me\nWhat can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already?\n'Cause we make our own sense\n\nAnd you're qualified to me\nAnd you're qualified to me"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Lost in the Fire"
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"content": " \nI wanna fuck you slow with the lights on (Lights on, lights on, lights on)\nYou're the only one I've got my sights on (Sights on, sights on, sights on)\nType of sex you could never put a price on (Price on, price on, price on)\nI'll take it off, you're the one I'll roll the dice on (Dice on, dice on, dice on)\nAnd I just want a baby with the right one\n(I just want a baby with the right—)\n'Cause I could never be the one to hide one\n(I could never be the one to hide—)\n\nAnd we lost a lot of things in the fire\nSo it took a year for me to find out (Find out, find out)\n\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe\nOh-oh (Yeah)\n\nI'm tired of being home alone (Home alone)\nI used to have a girl a day (Girl a day)\nBut I want you to stay (I want you to stay, hey)\nYou said you might be into girls (Into girls)\nSaid you're going through a phase (Through a phase)\nKeeping your heart safe (Keepin' your heart safe, oh)\nWell, baby, you can bring a friend (Bring a friend)\nShe can ride on top your face (Top your face)\nWhile I fuck you straight (While I fuck you straight, yeah)\n\nAnd we lost a lot of things in the fire (Fire)\nSo it took a year for me to find out (Find out, find out)\n\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Woah)\n\nI'm tired of being home alone\nUsed to have a girl a day (Girl a day)\nBut I want you to stay (I want you to stay, hey)\n\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\nOoh, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n\nOoh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Love In The Sky"
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"content": "There's no one inside\nBut you're free to relax\nIf you commit to this ride\nThere's no turning back\nYou've been here before\nRemember these sheets?\nThis world's not for us\nIt's not what it seems\n\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\n\nThere's no need to hide\nDon't overreact\nYou said you've been to the sky\nWe'll go beyond that\nYou've been here before, girl\nRemember these sheets\nThis world's not for us\nIt's not what it seems\n\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\nI could teach you to dream, oooh\n\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\n\nHow does it feel?\nDo you feel like you did before?\nDo you see the world getting small?\nHow does it feel, are you free?\nAs for me, I've been getting grown\nAs for me, I've been getting old\nAs for me, I’ve been flying around the world\nI’ve been killing these shows\nBut I'm always getting high\n'Cause my confidence low\nAnd I'm always in a rush\nAin't no time to fuck slow\nAnd even if I try\nIt's not something I would know\nBut I'm sure I'll make you cum\nDo it three times in a row\nAnd I'm sure you would have left\nPut that pussy in control\nGot that pussy in control\nI got it in control\nControl, control, control"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Love Me Harder"
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"content": " \nTell me somethin' I need to know\nThen take my breath and never let it go\nIf you just let me invade your space\nI'll take the pleasure, take it with the pain\n\nAnd if in the moment, I bite my lip\nBaby, in that moment, you'll know this is\nSomethin' bigger than us and beyond bliss\nGive me a reason to believe it\n\n'Cause if you want to keep me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder\nAnd if you really need me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Lo-love me harder)\n\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder\n\nI know your motives and you know mine\nThe ones that love me, I tend to leave behind\nIf you know about me and choose to stay\nThen take this pleasure and take it with the pain\n\nAnd if in the moment, you bite your lip\nWhen I get you moaning, you know it's real\nCan you feel the pressure between your hips?\nI’ll make it feel like the first time\n\n'Cause if you want to keep me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (I'ma love you harder, hey!)\nAnd if you really need me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Love me, baby, love me; Lo-love me harder)\n\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder (Oh)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder (You gotta love me harder)\n\nSo what do I do if I can't figure it out? (Figure it out)\nYou got to try, try, try again, yeah (Woah, woah)\nSo what do I do if I can’t figure it out? (Figure it out)\nI’m gonna leave, leave, leave again\n\n'Cause if you want to keep me (Hey!)\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (I'ma love you, love you, love)\nAnd if you really need me (Ooh)\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Got to love me, baby)\n'Cause if you want to keep me (Hey)\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Love me harder)\nAnd if you really need me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta (I'ma do it, do it, do it)\nGot to love me harder (I'ma love you harder, hey!)\n\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me (Love me)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder (Boy, you gotta love me, love me, baby)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me (Just a little bit harder, harder, baby)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Love to Lay"
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"content": " \nIt has begun again, my friend\nIn this room, we are nothing but strangers in a bed\nYou made me fall again, my friend\nHow can I forget when you said love was just pretend?\n\nWell, I told her I've been thinkin' 'bout her lately\nBut she told me that to love her is so crazy (Hey)\n\n'Cause she loves to lay (Woah)\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\nShe loves to lay, I'm all to blame\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\nShe loves to lay\nKnow I learned the hard way\nShe loves to lay, it's all a game\nI learned the hard way (Hey)\n\nIt has begun again, my friend (My friend)\nIn your heart, we are (We are) nothing but strangers in the end\n\nThen I told her I've been thinkin' 'bout her lately\nBut she told me that to love her is so crazy (Hey)\n\n'Cause she loves to lay (Woah)\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\nShe loves to lay, I'm all to blame\nI learned the hard way (I learned the hard way; oh)\nShe loves to lay (Hey)\nKnow I learned the hard way\nShe loves to lay, it's all a game\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\n\nI feel there's someone else\nWorth your time from the start\nHe's just one call away\nFrom your mind and your heart\nIt has begun (Begin) again (Again), my friend (Hey)\n\nShe loves to lay (She loves to lay; woah)\nI learned the hard way (Know I learned the hard way; oh)\nShe loves to lay, I'm all to blame\nI learned the hard way (Woah, woah; oh)\nShe loves to lay\nKnow I learned the hard way\nShe loves to lay, it's all a game\nI learned the hard way (Ho)"
}
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