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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Nothing Compares"
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"content": " \nI been tryin' hard to find the words to say (Find the words to say)\nIf we tried again, we'd make the same mistakes (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)\n\nAsphyxiated (Asphyxiated)\nI'll never make it (I'll never make it)\nWithout my baby, oh-ooh-oh\nSo I fill the void, I know you do the same\nOh, ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, oh, oh\n\nNothing compares to the emptiness we both share (Yeah)\nAnd nobody cares like you do (Oh yeah)\nYou asked for my heart, but I didn't know where to start (Oh no)\nBut they won't think of you like I do (Ooh, ooh)\n\nI try my best to not get high again (Oh, baby, I can't get high again)\nBut I've been stuck inside this place for days on end (La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)\n\nIntoxicated (Intoxicated)\nI'll never make it (I'll never make it)\nWithout my baby, oh-ooh-oh\nSo I fill the void just like I did back then\nOh, ooh-ooh, oh, oh, oh\n\nNothing compares (No), to the emptiness we both share (No, no, no)\nNobody cares like you do (Like you do, ooh yeah)\nYou asked for my heart (Heart), but I didn't know where to start (No, no, no, ooh)\nBut they won't think of you like I do (Ooh, ooh)\n\nI seen darker days (Woah), tryna keep my faith (Oh)\nI sin too much to pray for you (For you)\nEven when it's great (Woah), I still walk away (Oh)\nI couldn't even change for you (For you, you)\nIf you're the air I need (Hey), I'm dying just to breathe\nI hope that you're not dying too (Oh, oh, you)\nTryna keep my faith (Oh)\nI sin too much to pray for you (For you, nah, nah)\n\nNothing compares (Nothing compares, baby)\nTo the emptiness we both share (Nothing compares, baby)\nNobody cares (Nobody), like you do (Nobody, nobody), oh yeah (Oh)\nYou asked for my heart (You asked for my heart)\nBut I didn't know where to start (Didn't know where to start)\nBut they won't think of you like I do (Oh, oh)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Nothing Without You"
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"content": " \nI realized I belong to you\nI feel the darkness when away from you, hey yeah\n\nDon't stop your lovin', walk out on me\nDon't stop for nothin', you're what I bleed\nI learned to love you, the way you need\n'Cause I know what's pain, this is not the same\n\nI'll be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' without you\n(Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin')\nI'll be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' without you\n(Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin') Yeah\nI was too busy tryna find you with someone else\nThe one I couldn't stand to be with was myself\n'Cause I'll be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' without you\n(Nothin', nothin', nothin')\n\nPick up your phone, I got a question, oh\nIf I die tonight, would you regret it? Woah-woah\n\nDon't stop your lovin', it's all I have\n'Cause I can't function, no, I won't last\nI swear I'll love you just like the past\n'Cause I know what's pain, this is not the same\n\nI'll be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' without you\n(Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin') Oh\nI'll be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' without you\n(Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin')\nI was too busy tryna find you with someone else\nThe one I couldn't stand to be with was myself\n'Cause I'll be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' without you\n(Nothin', nothin', nothin')\n\nWhen I feel the love, girl, I hesitate\nIt's what I'm guilty of, oh yeah\nI can't get enough, I'm insane\nWithout your touch, touch, touch\nI'll be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'\nNothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'\nNothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' without you"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Odd Look"
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"content": "Your hesitation speaks to me louder than million words per minute\nI was born to this life you're living, in this game, oh yeah\nSaid nothing will ever be... ever be the same, when you're finished\nI freed a couple of souls, just yesterday, ooh yeah\n\nI had a good girl in my room, no tats on her skin\nI put work all in her purse, she got guilt all in her grin\nAnd I swear it be the same, every fuckin' where that I been\nAll you girls try to be saints, I’ll make you roll with a sinner, well\nYou can come to my hotel, you can bring me a friend\nYou can dress up like twins, I can teach you some French\nPaper planes full of kush, a couple cups full of gin\nDon't know what city I'm in, wake up and do it again\nAnd if you know me well, I don't like to talk\nBut when I make a move, you know it's loud as fuck\nAnd if you wanna scream, get loud as fuck baby\nI can tell you've earned a bit of deconstruction\nA little bit, a little bit, ooh yeah... ooh Lord\n\nYour hesitation speaks to me louder than million words per minute\nI was born to this life you're living, in this game, oh yeah\nSaid nothing will ever be... ever be the same, when you're finished\nI freed a couple of souls, just yesterday, ooh yeah\n\nDo you feel like you'll come back around?\nDoes it make you strong?\nDo you feel like you can take the planet on? Oh girl\nDid I seem to give you a little bit more love?\nTo your gloomy life, to your empty life\nLittle life, little lie, oh yea\nDo you feel like you got your money's worth?\nCause if you did this round's on me\nJust promise that you'll come back to me\nFeed me, baby, feed me, baby\n\nYour hesitation speaks to me louder than million words per minute\nI was born to this life you're living, in this game, oh yeah\nSaid nothing will ever be... ever be the same, when you're finished\nI freed a couple of souls, just yesterday, ooh yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Often"
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"content": " \n\nSeneler sürer her günüm\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nYalnız gitmekten yorgunum\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nSeneler sürer her günüm\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nYalnız gitmekten yorgunum\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\n\nI usually love sleeping all alone\nThis time around, bring your friend with you\nBut we ain't really gonna sleep at all\nYou ain't gon' catch me with them sneak pictures, sneak pictures\nIn my city, I'm a young god\nThat pussy kill be so vicious\nMy god white, he in my pocket\nHe get me redder than the devil 'til I go nauseous (Oh)\n\nShe asked me if I do this every day, I said, \"Often\"\nAsked how many times she rode the wave, \"Not so often\" (Baby)\nBitches down to do it either way, often\nBaby, I can make that pussy rain, often\nOften, often, girl, I do this often\nMake that pussy poppin', do it how I want it\nOften, often, girl, I do this often\nMake that pussy poppin', do it how I want it\nOften\n\nInfatuated by the fame status\nShe wanna ride inside the G-Class grey 'matic (Oh)\nI come around, she leave that nigga like he ain't matter\nThat girl been drinkin' all day, need to change bladder\nShe's just happy that the crew's back in town\nShe 'bout to go downtown for a whole hour\nIf I had her, you can have her, man it don't matter\nI'm never sour, I'm just smokin' somethin' much louder\n\nShe asked me if I do this every day, I said, \"Often\"\nAsked how many times she rode the wave, \"Not so often\"\nBitches down to do it either way, often\nBaby, I can make that pussy rain, often\n(Baby, I can make that pussy rain)\nOften, often, girl, I do this often\nMake that pussy poppin', do it how I want it\nOften, often, girl, I do this often\nMake that pussy poppin', do it how I want it\nOften\n\nOoh, the sun's risin' up\nThe night's almost up\nThe night's almost done\nBut I see your eyes\nYou wanna go again\nGirl, I'll go again\nGirl, I'll go again\n\nShe asked me if I do this every day, I said, \"Often\"\nAsked how many times she rode the wave, \"Not so often\"\nBitches down to do it either way, often\n(Bitches down to do it either way)\nBaby, I can make that pussy rain, often (Oh, oh-oh-oh)\nOften, often, girl, I do this often\nMake that pussy poppin', do it how I want it\nOften, often, girl, I do this often\nMake that pussy poppin', do it how I want it\nOften\n\nSeneler sürer her günüm\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nYalnız gitmekten yorgunum\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nSeneler sürer her günüm\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nYalnız gitmekten yorgunum\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled One Of The Girls"
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"content": " \nLock me up and throw away the key\nHe knows how to get the best out of me\nI'm no force for the world to see\nTrade my whole life just to be\n\nTell nobody I control you\nI broke you just to own you\nThey can't tell but I love you\n'Cause you're loyal, baby\nI love when you're submissive\nYou love it when I break skin\nYou feel pain without flinchin'\nSo say it\n\nGive me tough love\nLeave me with nothin' when I come down\nMy kind of love\nForce me and choke me 'til I pass out\n\nWe don't gotta bе in love, no\nI don't gotta be the onе, no\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight\nWe don't gotta be in love, no\nI don't gotta be the one, no\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight, oh\n\nPush me down, hold me down\nSpit in my mouth while you turn me out\nI wanna take your light inside\nTear me down, snuff me out\nHands on my neck while you push it up\nAnd I'm screamin' now\n\nGive me tough love\nLeave me with nothin' when I come down\nMy kind of love\nForce me and choke me 'til I pass out\n\nWe don't gotta be in love, no\nI don't gotta be the one, no\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight (Tonight)\nWe don't gotta be in love, no\nI don't gotta be the one, no (Oh)\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight, oh\n\nLock me up and throw away the key\nHe knows how to get the best out of me\nI'm no force for the world to see\nTrade my whole life just to be\nTop of the world, but I'm still not free\nThis is a secret that I keep\nUntil it's gone, I can never find peace\nWaste my whole life just to be\n\nWe don't gotta be in love, no\nI don't gotta be the one, no\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight (Tonight)\nWe don't gotta be in love, no\nI don't gotta be the one, no (Oh)\nI just wanna be one of your girls tonight (Oh), oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Open Hearts"
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"content": " \nI can hear the wind blow, even through the window\nI can hear the whisper, even with my ears closed\nAll the silver and gold only made my skin cold\nI told myself I would never get old, then you pulled me in close\nOh, oh, oh\n\nFalling, angels call my name\nBut the things you say\nKeeps me alive again\n\nWhere do I start\nWhen I open my heart?\nIt's never easy falling in love again\nCover my scars\nWhen I open my arms\nIt's never еasy falling in love again\n\nFalling in, falling in love\nIt's nevеr easy falling in love again\nFalling in, falling in love\nFalling in love again\n\nTrapped inside a limbo, watching through a window of my soul\nSuffering, I've been low, then I seen your halo\nOh, oh, oh\n\nFalling, angels call my name\nBut the things you say\nKeeps me alive for another day\n\nWhere do I start\nWhen I open my heart?\nIt's never easy falling in love again\nCover my scars (Cover my scars)\nWhen I open my arms (Open my arms)\nIt's never easy falling in love again (Oh)\n\nFalling in, falling in love\nIt's never easy falling in love again\nFalling in, falling in love (Oh)\nFalling in love again"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Opening Night"
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"content": "Tell me how our love grows\nWhen you're tryna dig for lies\nYou're just being emotional, mm\nWhen I'm being logical at times\nHate when you're irrational\nWhen I see you chronically online\nWhy bring this up right now?\nYou know it's my opening night\nCirculation gone, shaking on the floor\nSteroids in my lungs, fighting off the mud\nGive me what I want, then we'll start the show\nI'm fixing (I'm fixing)\nI'm fixing (I'm fixing)\nOh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Ordinary Life"
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"content": " \nHeaven in her mouth, got a hell of a tongue\nI can feel her teeth when I drive on a bump\nFingers lettin' go of the wheel when I cum\nWhe-wheel when I cum, whe-wheel when I cum\nDavid Carradine, I'ma die when I cum (Die when I cum)\nShe just givin' head, she don't know what I done\nLike I'm James Dean, I'ma die when I'm young (Die when I'm)\nDie when I'm young (Die when I'm), die when I'm young\n\nHeaven knows that I've been told\nPaid for the life that I chose\nIf I could, I'd trade it all\nTrade it for a halo\nYeah, she said that she'll pray for me\nI said it's too late for me\n'Cause I think it's safe to say\n\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nNo ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\n\nValhalla's where all the righteous are led\nMulholland's where all the damned will be kept\nDevil on my lap and a cross on my neck\nCro-cross on my neck, cro-cross on my neck\nOver forty-five, I'ma drift on a bend\nDo a buck twenty, I'ma fly off the edge\nEverybody said it would hurt in the end\nHurt in the end, but I feel nothin'\n\nShe said that she'll pray for me\nI said it's too late for me\n'Cause I think it's safe to say\n\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nNo ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life (Woah-oh-oh)\nThis ain't ordinary life (Woah-oh-oh)\nThis ain't ordinary life\n\nAngels all singin' in monasteries, yeah\nMy soul is burning in LaFerraris\nFather, sorry, Father, sorry\nHalos are given to ordinary lives\nNo, but this ain't ordinary life\n\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life\nNo ordinary life\nThis ain't ordinary life (Woah-oh-oh)\nThis ain't ordinary life (Woah-oh-oh)\nThis ain't ordinary life\nNo ordinary life\n\n(Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Out of Time"
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"content": " \nYeah, yeah\n\nThe last few months, I've been workin' on me, baby\nThere's so much trauma in my life\nI've been so cold to the ones who loved me, baby\nI look back now and I realize\n\nAnd I remember when I held you\nYou begged me with your drowning eyes to stay\nAnd I regret I didn't tell you\nNow I can't keep you from loving him\nYou made up your mind\n\nSay I love you, girl, but I'm out of time\nSay I'm there for you, but I'm out of time\nSay that I'll care for you, but I'm out of time\nSaid I'm too late to make you mine, out of time (Ah)\n\nIf he mess up just a little\nBaby, you know my line\nIf you don't trust him a little\nThen come right back, girl, come right back\nGive me one chance, just a little\nBaby, I'll treat you right\nAnd I'll love you like I shoulda loved you all the time\n\nAnd I remember when I held you (Held you, baby)\nYou begged me with your drowning eyes to stay (Never again, baby)\nAnd I regret I didn't tell you (Hey)\nNow I can't keep you from loving him\nYou made up your mind (Uh)\n\nSay I love you, girl, but I'm out of time\nSay I'm there for you, but I'm out of time (No)\nSay that I'll care for you, but I'm out of time (Hey)\nSaid I'm too late to make you mine, out of time (Ah)\n\nOoh, singin', out of time\nSaid I had you to myself, but I'm out of time\nSay that I'll care for you, but I'm out of time\nBut I'm too late to make you mine, out of time (Uh)\nOut of time (Pretend—)\nOut of time (Pretend—)\n\nDon't you dare touch that dial\nBecause like the song says, you are out of time\nYou're almost there, but don't panic\nThere's still more music to come\nBefore you're completely engulfed in the blissful embrace of that little light you see in the distance\nSoon you'll be healed, forgiven, and refreshed\nFree from all trauma, pain, guilt, and shame\nYou may even forget your own name\nBut before you dwell in that house forever\nHere's thirty minutes of easy listening to some slow tracks\nOn 103.5 Dawn FM"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Outside"
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"content": " \nI'll let you show me his moves\nLet you do what he taught you\nLet you reminisce how you used to do\nGirl, I’m open to anything that'll get you into that zone\nAnd understand that we’re all alone\nSo you can slowly take off your clothes\nBaby girl, you know what's in store\nAnd baby I will stay up all night\nI've been goin' hard since last night\nAnd I'ma go harder tonight\nWish you could see you through my eyes\nOoh, I'm telling you this ain't the same\nAnd I know he's still in your brain\nI'm 'bout to burn that shit into flames\nOnce I'm in you, baby\n\nForget what you know\nMake yourself at home\n'Cause baby when I'm finished with ya\nYou won't wanna go outside\n\nAnd I'ma work you like a pro, baby\nWhy, and you gon' take it like one\nYeah, you gon' take it like one\nAnd I'ma give it like you asked for it\nWhy, 'cause you been talkin' 'bout it\nI know you talkin' 'bout it\nOoh, baby, when I'm done with you, why\nYou ain't saying nothing\nYeah, you ain't saying nothing\nOoh, baby, when I'm done with you, why\nYou ain't saying nothing\nYeah, you ain't saying nothing\nYou gon' make me show off\nAll the pain that you feel you can tell\nThat we ain't making no love\nBut I'll pretend, oh girl, I'll pretend\nIf you pretend then, girl, I'll pretend\nLet's make it seem like we're all we need in the end\n\nForget what you know\nMake yourself at home\n'Cause baby when I'm finished with ya\nYou won't wanna go outside, yeah\n\nLet's break it down\nGo outside\nBaby, go outside\nLet's break it down\nYeah, go outside\nBaby, go outside\nBaby, go outside"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Over Now"
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"content": " \nI don't really care if your tears fall down your face\nYou know you play the victim every time\nI know you gettin' turnt every night, oh yeah\nYour girls ain't shit, tryna get me off your mind\nThe same ones who be hittin' up my line\nThey're not your friends\n\nI need you to know that\nWe ain't ever gonna go back\nThis time, it got so bad\nIt's best for me, it's best for you\nI need you to know that\nTried to love you, but I forced that\nAll signs, we ignored that\nAnd it's not the same\n\n'Cause it's over now, oh yeah\nDon't get too confused, girl, it's over now, oh yeah, uh\nNo comin' back around, baby\nNothin' left to lose, girl, it's over now (Oh yeah, yeah)\n\nSo, I take this just to forget you\nI don't regret those memories\nAnd I swear I'm not tryna test\nI wish you the best with the life you lead\nBut you always need that attention\nFeedin' the press, when we don't speak\nBut we're both with somebody else\nSo please stop callin' me\n\nI need you to know that (Oh girl)\nWe ain't ever gonna go back (Oh girl)\nThis time, it got so bad\nIt's not the same\n\n'Cause it's over now, oh yeah\nDon't get too confused, girl, it's over now, oh yeah, uh\n(Stop callin', stop callin')\nNo comin' back around, baby (Oh, no comin' back around)\nNothin' left to lose, girl, it's over now (Oh yeah, yeah, said)\n\nNa, na, na, na-na-na-na-na\nNa, na, na, na-na-na-na-na\nNa, na, na, no, woah (Yeah, yeah)\nI said, na-na, na, na, na-na-na-na-na\nNa, na, na, na-na-na-na-na\nNa, na, na, na-na-na-na-na (Hey)\n\n'Cause it's over now, oh yeah (Stop callin' me, oh)\nDon't get too confused, girl, it's over now, oh yeah, uh (Stop callin' me, hey)\nNo comin' back around, baby (No comin' back around, no, no)\nNothin' left to lose, girl, it's over now (Stop callin' me, yeah)\nOh yeah, uh, yeah\n\nStop callin' me back around, back around\nOh yeah\nOoh\nOh, girl\n(Please stop comin' back)\nOh yeah\nStop callin', stop callin'\nOoh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Party Monster"
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"content": " \nI'm good, I'm good, I'm great\nKnow it's been a while, now I'm mixin' up the drank\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\nI'm good, I'm good, I'm great\nKnow it's been a while, now I'm mixin' up the drank\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\n\nAnd I seen her get rich hittin' the pole\nI've seen her, I knew she had to know\nI've seen her take down that tequila\nDown by the liter, I knew I had to meet her\nOoh, she mine, ooh, girl, bump and grind\nOoh, she mine, ooh, girl, bump a line\nAngelina, lips like Angelina\nLike Selena, ass shaped like Selena\n\nI'm like, got up, thank the Lord for the day\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\n(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\nGot up, thank the Lord for the day\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\n(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\n\nI'm good, I'm good, I'm great\nKnow it's been a while, now I'm mixin' up the drank\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\nI'm good, I'm good, I'm great\nKnow it's been a while, now I'm mixin' up the drank\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\nI just need a girl who gon' really understand\n\nI been poppin', just took three in a row\nI'm down to do it again, I'm on a roll\nI've seen him outside tryna reach her\nYou tryna leave him, you said I'm the reason\nTell me lies, ooh, girl, tell me lies\nSay you're mine, I'm yours for the night\nI'm the realest, she said I'm the realest\nHead be genius, dick game be the meanest\n\nI'm like, got up, thank the Lord for the day\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\n(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\nGot up, thank the Lord for the day\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\n(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\n\nYeah\nOoh, yeah\nOoh, yeah\nOh, yeah (Yeah)\nGot up, thank the Lord for the day\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\nBitches in my new spot, crowdin' up my space\nHad to check the safe, check the dresser for my chains\nGot up, thank the Lord for the day\nWoke up by a girl, I don't even know her name\nBitches in my new spot, crowdin' up my space\nHad to check the safe, check the dresser for my chains\n\nParanoid (Paranoid)\nParanoid (Oh, paranoid)\nParanoid (Oh, paranoid)\nBut I see somethin' in you (You're paranoid)\nParanoid (Paranoid)\nParanoid (Oh, paranoid)\nParanoid (Oh, paranoid)\nBut I see somethin' in you (I see somethin' in you)\n\n(Got up, thank the Lord for the day)\n(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\n(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\n(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\n(Got up, thank the Lord for the day)\n(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\n(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\n(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)\nYou're paranoid"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Phantom Regret by Jim"
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"content": "You're tuned to Dawn FM\nThe middle of nowhere on your dial\nSo sit back and unpack\nYou may be here a while\nNow that all future plans have been postponed\nAnd it's time to look back on the things you thought you owned\nDo you remember them well?\nWere you high or just stoned?\nAnd how many grudges did you take to your grave?\nWhen you weren't liked or followed, how did you behave?\nWas it often a dissonant chord you were strumming?\nWere you ever in tune with the song life was humming?\nIf pain's living on when your body's long gone\nAnd your phantom regret hasn't let it go yet\nYou may not have died in the way that you must\nAll specters are haunted by their own lack of trust\nWhen you're all out of time, there's nothing but space\nNo hunting, no gathering, no nations, no race\nAnd Heaven is closer than those tears on your face\nWhen the purple rain falls, we're all bathed in its grace\nHeaven's for those who let go of regret\nAnd you have to wait here when you're not all there yet\nBut you could be there by the end of this song\nWhere The Weeknd's so good and he plays all week long\nBang a gong, get it on\nAnd if your broken heart's heavy when you step on the scale\nYou'll be lighter than air when they pull back the veil\nConsider the flowers, they don't try to look right\nThey just open their petals and turn to the light\nAre you listening real close? Heaven's not that, it's this\nIt's the depth of this moment, we don't reach for bliss\nGod knows life is chaos, but He made one thing true\nYou gotta unwind your mind, train your soul to align\nAnd dance 'til you find that divine boogaloo\n\nIn other words\nYou gotta be Heaven to see Heaven\nMay peace be with you"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Poison"
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"content": " \nHow can I explain myself to you?\nQuestions keep lurkin' through my mind\nIs it the lover for the time?\nI'd given my heart, my joy, my soul to you\nIf it is real, I sure can't see\nGotta start lookin' out for me\nAnd in my, my heart won't take no more\nI know it seems that I don't care\nSometimes my ways of love ain't fair\nI feel it's time for me to take a stand\nSee, you have given me no choice\nI feel I must exercise my voice and say\n\nThis feeling, there's no drug that can compare\nYou're so cold, I can see your breath, I swear\nThey told me not to fall in love\nWonderin' where it all went wrong\nYou were my poison all along\n\nAt night, I lay awake in tears and pain (Tears and pain)\nSearchin' my heart for what went wrong (Hey)\nAskin' myself \"What's goin' on?\"\nWhy could not we seem to see things eye to eye? (Eye to eye)\nSometimes I really feel the danger (Hey)\nAnd now I'm sleepin' with a stranger\nTo see all these years, we flushed 'em down the drain (Down the drain)\nIs that a love that came for us?\nNow, it's too late for both of us\nNo regrets of what we’ve lost and what we’ve shared\nMaybe tomorrow we'll love again (Yeah)\nOr until then we'll stay as friends, oh (Hey), one day\n\nThis feeling, there's no drug that can compare\nYou're so cold, I can see your breath, I swear\nThey told me not to fall in love\nWonderin' where it all went wrong\nYou were my poison all along\n\nYeah\nPoison all long, ooh-yeah\nOh-oh-ooh\nBaby girl, poison all along"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Popular"
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"content": " \nI've seen the devil\nDown Sunset\nIn every place\nIn every face\nYeah (Uh, uh)\nYeah (Uh, uh)\n\nTell me, do you see her? (Yeah; uh) She's livin' her life (Uh)\nEven if she acts like she don't want the limelight (Uh, yeah; uh, uh)\nBut if you knew her (Yeah-yeah; uh), she lives a lie\nShe calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised\nOh\n\nOh, I know what she needs (Oh-oh; uh)\nShe just want the fame, I know what shе fiends (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)\nGive hеr a little taste, runnin' back to me (Oh-oh; uh)\nPut it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh\nOoh, every night (Every night; uh), she prays to the sky\nFlashin' lights is all she ever wants to see\n\nBeggin' on her knees to be popular\nThat's her dream, to be popular (Ha)\nKill anyone to be popular (Hm)\nSell her soul to be popular (Popular)\nJust to be popular (Uh-huh)\nEverybody scream 'cause she popular (Ha)\nShe mainstream 'cause she popular\nNever be free 'cause she popular\n\nMoney on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)\nMoney on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)\nYeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh-huh)\nYeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular\n\nI know that you see me (Huh), time's gone by (Uh, uh)\nSpent my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights\nTry to own it (Uh), but I'm alright (Uh, yeah)\nYou can't take my soul without a fuckin' fight (Uh)\nOh\n\nOh, I know what she needs (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)\nShe just want the fame, I know what she fiends (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)\nGive her a little taste, runnin' back to me (Oh-oh; uh, yeah)\nPut it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh (Uh)\nOoh, every night (Every night), she prays to the sky (Ha)\nFlashin' lights is all she ever wants to see\n\nBeggin' on her knees to be popular (Huh)\nThat's her dream, to be popular (Hey)\nKill anyone to be popular (Hm)\nSell her soul to be popular (Popular)\nJust to be popular (Uh-huh)\nEverybody scream 'cause she popular (Ha)\nShe mainstream 'cause she popular\nNever be free 'cause she popular\n\nMoney on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)\nMoney on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)\nYeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)\nYeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh)\nMoney on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)\nMoney on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh)\nYeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh-huh)\nYeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular\n\nI'm gettin' money and I'm keepin' it\nI'm gettin' cash and I'm keepin' it\nMoney on top of me, money on top of her\nYeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular\nPop-popular, born to be popular\nShe in debt, twenty mill', but she run it up\nShe can never be broke 'cause she popular\nTurn the webcam on for the followers (Hahahahaha)\n\nBeggin' on her knees to be popular\nThat's her dream, to be popular (Ha)\nKill anyone to be popular (Hm)\nSell her soul to be popular (Popular)\nJust to be popular (Uh-huh)\nEverybody scream 'cause she popular (Ha)\nShe mainstream 'cause she popular\nNever be free 'cause she popular"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Power Is Power"
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"content": " \nI was born of the ice and snow\nWith the winter wolves, in the dark, alone\nThe wildest night, I became the one\nAnd you'll know you're mine when the silence comes\n\nHeavy is the crown only for the weak\n\nA knife in my heart couldn't slow me down\n'Cause power is power, my fire never goes out\nI rise from my scars, nothing hurts me now\n'Cause power is power\nNow watch me burn it down\n\nI been down with the coldest war\nAnd I know where I been 'cause I bled before, yeah\nHow do I know if I let you stay?\nHow do I know if we did it your way?\nYou wouldn't take my place\nPut me away, I'd die lookin' up at your face\nHow do I ever know? Who can I trust?\nFeelings of emptiness\nOnly love could kill me, God bless\n\nA knife in my heart\nCouldn't slow me down (Couldn't slow me down)\n'Cause power is power ('Cause power is power)\nMy fire never goes out\nI rise from my scars\nNothing hurts me now (Nothing hurts me now)\n'Cause power is power ('Cause power is power)\nNow watch me burn it down\n\nBreathe, feel the air that I breathe (Yeah)\nAir that I, air that I breathe\nWho's hotter? Been a monster with a crown\nSo swamped by high water, keep your head up, you might drown\nIn this world, it's way colder, by the day, we count it down\nBeen around, just been waitin' up, she gon' come around\nI took a drag, bust it out the gate, my lil baby, slay\nI wore a flag, put that on my face, ain't nobody safe\nLift the mask, they gon' have to see what they can't erase\nI took a lot, so I took it back (Do-do-do-do-do, yeah)\nDanger's on my mind\nAin't no knife, dagger, bullet that can do it\n'Fore you, yeah, you know, I go right straight through it, yeah\n\nHeavy is the crown, but never for a queen (Oh yeah)\n\nA knife in my heart\nIt couldn't slow me down (Couldn't slow me down)\n'Cause power is power ('Cause power is power)\nMy fire never goes out (Oh)\nI rise from my scars (Yeah)\nNothing hurts me now (Nothing hurts me now)\n'Cause power is power ('Cause power is power)\nNow watch me burn it down (Ooh, yeah, yeah)\nNow watch me burn it down"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pray 4 Love"
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"content": " \nOh-oh, don't pray for love\nOh-oh-oh-oh, say it loud\nJust ask the lonely, oh-oh\nJust ask the lonely, oh-oh\nPray for who lost they fate and died too young\nPray for the ones I hate, the ones I love\nPray for my liver when I'm off in this club\nI pray that the demons go away, they hauntin' us\nMan, I can't take no more of this lifestyle we been livin'\nMan, I can't take no more of the white powers in position\nGotta grab up J-Will, gotta scoop up J-Rich\nTold CHASE we ain't goin' back, you know we gotta hitch\nI mean, I'm aggravated, agitated, I admit\nIntoxicated, animated, got me feelin' kinda lit\nContemplatin', fornicatin', might as well fuck up some shit\nThey lookin' at me way too crazy, got me feelin' communist\nBut I'm just tryna save the throne, pray for BONES, pray for Stix (Just ask the lonely)\nIf my album never sell, then we gon' hit that lick\nTell Lamar, call up Cash, tell him, \"Buzz me at the Ritz\" (Just ask the lonely)\nIt's the weekend, we off the deep end, you need to pray for us\nOh-oh, don't pray for love\nOh-oh-oh-oh, say it loud\nJust ask the lonely, oh-oh\nJust ask the lonely, oh-oh\n\nPills (Pills)\nHave you ever been through life's\nChallenges? Promises? Promises?\nGet down, I'm prayin'\n\nLet me tell the lost tale about Jacques\nLet me tell you how I turned Scott\nHow I went down on the block\nWaterfall around ten o'clock\nAnd how we came up gettin' all the knots, dodgin' cops, yeah\n'Fore a nigga had the locks (Just ask the lonely)\n'Fore a nigga had the chain, 'fore I had the bops\nAlways kept my city on me like it was a swatch (Just ask the lonely)\nEvery time we in the party, took it up a notch\nNow I'm thinkin' 'bout this new girl and she doin' pop (Oh-oh)\nWanna know? My dick longer than a Pringle box (Don't pray for love)\nTired of seein' these black kids on the face of FOX (Oh-oh-oh)\nAnd fuck CNN, they don't wanna see us win (Say it loud)\nMama, don't you worry no, no more, worry no, no more (Just ask the lonely)\nI'ma take you from the first to the ninetieth floor\nYou always told me what I plant, that shit gotta grow (Just ask the lonely)\nAnd anything I detonate, that shit gotta blow, pray for y'all\n\nNo, ooh-woah, ooh-woah\nWe don't pray for love (Ooh-woah, ooh-woah), no more (Ooh-woah, ooh-woah)\nWe don't wan' save you on the cover of a carton (Who don't wanna save no more?)\nWe don't wan' (No more), save you all alone (No more), alone (No more, no more), all alone (Oh)\n\nHmm-no-no-no-no-no-no\nHmm-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no (Just ask the lonely)\nHmm-no-no-no-no-no-ooh-no-no-no-no (Just ask the lonely)\nHmm-no-no-ooh-no-no, yeah\n\nUnderrated is an understatement\nThey tryna test greatness, a nigga tryna get paid\nThese niggas fiends watchin' all of my moves\n'Cause the music like crack, got me cookin' all day\nI'm right here, you know where I stay\nAnd if you don't, then ask your girl, she'll probably know the way\nShe like my show lights, she wanna be wife\nShe know that if she got me, then she gon' be good for life\nSo I pull out for the climax\nFaster than a hi-hat, sorry, baby, I don't play\nAnd if I did, you know my kids would be ballin'\nAnd my daughter gon' never meet a nigga like me\nMy niggas pull up in that Rolls-Royce\nLike they sell that coke, boy, shoutout to the Coke Boys\nThey never pray for us, nobody pray for us\nNobody pray, no, no, no, no, no\nOh-oh (Oh-oh), don't pray for love (Oh-oh)\nOh-oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh), say it loud (Just ask the lonely)\nJust ask the lonely, oh-oh (Just ask the lonely)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pray For Me"
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"content": " \n(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)\n\nI'm always ready for a war again (A war again)\nGo down that road again (That road again)\nIt's all the same (It's all the same)\nI'm always ready to take a life again (That life again)\nYou know I'll ride again (I'll ride again)\nIt's all the same (Ooh, ooh, ooh)\n\nTell me who's gon' save me from myself\nWhen this life is all I know\nTell me who's gon' save me from this hell\nWithout you, I'm all alone\n\nWho gon' pray for me? Take my pain for me?\nSave my soul for me? 'Cause I'm alone, you see\nIf I'm gon' die for you, if I'm gon' kill for you\nThen I'll spill this blood for you, hey\n\nI fight the world, I fight you, I fight myself\nI fight God, just tell me how many burdens left\nI fight pain and hurricanes, today, I wept\nI'm tryna fight back tears, flood on my doorsteps\nLife a livin' hell, puddles of blood in the streets\nShooters on top of the building, government aid ain't relief\nEarthquake, the body dropped, the ground breaks\nThe poor run with smoke lungs and Scarface\nWho need a hero? (Hero)\nYou need a hero, look in the mirror, there go your hero\nWho on the front lines at ground zero? (Hero)\nMy heart don't skip a beat, even when hard times bumps the needle\nMass destruction and mass corruption, the souls of sufferin' men\nClutchin' on deaf ears again, rapture's comin'\nIt's all prophecy and if I gotta be\nSacrificed for the greater good, then that's what it gotta be\n\nWho gon' pray for me? Take my pain for me?\nSave my soul for me? 'Cause I'm alone, you see\nIf I'm gon' die for you, if I'm gon' kill for you\nThen I'll spill this blood for you, hey\n\nHey, hey (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)\nHey, hey (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)\nHey, hey (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)\nHey, hey (La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)\n\nWho gon' pray for me? Take my pain for me?\nSave my soul for me? 'Cause I'm alone, you see\nIf I'm gon' die for you, if I'm gon' kill for you\nThen I'll spill this blood for you, hey\n\nJust in case my faith go, I'll live by my own law\nI'll live by my own law, I'll live by my own\nJust in case my faith go, I'll live by my own law\nI'll live by my own law, I'll live by my own\nLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la\nLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la\nLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la\nLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pretty"
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"content": " \nSomebody told me it was pointless for me to come back\nInto your arms\nSaid you fucked another man\nFinally, I knew this day would come\nWoah, oh-oh\n'Cause I see fear in your eyes\nYou've been living out your life\nAs long as you know that when I land, you're mine\nIt's been exactly 365 since I've seen your face\nI've been livin' on the road\nAnd you've been livin' all alone at home\nGirl, I hope, he made you satisfied (Kimochi)\nWell, baby, I won't cry\nAs long as you know that when I land, you're mine\n\nAnd you will never feel so pretty\nAnd you will never feel this beautiful\nWhen I make it there\nOh, when I make it there\n\nThere are certain things that I've come to understand\nExpectations can kill a simple man, simple woman, woah\nI try to master the art of that far away love\nBut only so much can keep a woman warm\nNow it's times like this that I say to myself\nWe've been livin' in a cold, cold world, cold world\nBut at least I have you to rely\nEven if for a short time\nAs long as you know that when I land, you're mine\n\nAnd you will never feel so pretty\nAnd you will never feel this beautiful\nWhen I make it there\nOh, when I make it there\nAnd he can't make you feel this pretty\nNo, he won't make you feel this beautiful\nWhen I make it there\nOh, when I make it there\n\n\nAnd you will never feel so pretty\nAnd you will never feel this beautiful\nWhen I make it there\nOh, when I make it there\nAnd he can't make you feel this pretty\nNo, he won't make you feel this beautiful\nWhen I make it there\nOh, when I make it there\nAnd you will never feel so pretty\nAnd you will never feel this beautiful\nWhen I make it there\nOh, when I make it there\nAnd he can't make you feel this pretty\nNo, he won't make you feel this beautiful\nWhen I make it there\nOh, when I make it there\n\nQuand une putain de colombe blanche chante sa chanson\nC'est tout ce qu'on entend\nLes jours se défilent comme de la ficelle dans le vent\nEmbobiné dans ma toile, je les dévoile à nouveau\n10 ans mon ami, que rien d'autre ne compte\nElle n'était qu'une gamine à ce moment\nSouffrant d'un cœur brisé, une douleur très profonde\nC'est là où je l'ai aperçue, seule, prête à entamer ses 17 ans"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Price on My Head"
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"content": " \nYeah, I pull up to my town with a price on my head\nI pull up to my town, I'm outside\nThey wanna see me drown, it’s on sight's what they said\nI heard these niggas want to take my life\nI don't apologize, I would die for this shit\nI don’t apologize, I don't hide\nI'm Kubrick with the shine, got the ice on my neck\nThey wanna throw a bag on him\n\nPrice on my head, got a price on my head\nNight when I rest, with a knife by my bed\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I’m dead\nPrice on my head, got a price on my head (Price on my head)\nNight when I rest, with a knife by my bed (Knife by my bed)\nI’m so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I’m dead (When I'm dead)\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I’m dead\n\nI cut off all my side hoes, in du Cap with a dime though\nAll these girls been ran through, on the low real snipe mode\nI can't sleep, that's insomnia, so much ice like I'm Tonya\nAll my boys livin' debt free, your squad like Wesley\nI want head on a jet ski, she gave me head for a Fendi\nFor a Prada, she got sexy, for a Lambo or a Bentley\nMy mansion is no joke, house party like 1 OAK\nWeed louder than gun smoke, get high off one toke\nYou beefin' with yourself, tell the truth\nNiggas on your side, they would ride for me too\nStill wasting they time, tryna come for me too\nI'm too busy, faded in Japan with the crew\nWith the crew, with the crew, with the crew\nShout out all the girls who've been riding for me too\nNiggas want me dead, I've been dead, nothing new\nNiggas want me dead, for a bag and a\n\nPrice on my head, got a price on my head (Price on my head)\nNight when I rest, with a knife by my bed (Knife by my bed)\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead\n\nThey tried to get me and they missed, if we send shots then they gon' hit\nI could get your top taken off for less than a quarter brick (Yeah)\nOne of my rings could get him off, we'll check him off the list\nMy shooter a codeine addict, he'll do it for a pint of Actavis\nSince I met Cash, got a lot of racks, I still want more (Racks)\nI can tell by the way you carry yourself, you never sold no dope (Dope)\nGrowin' up, my mama beat my ass, then cleaned my mouth with soap (Soap)\nNow she showin' up to work in a Balenciaga coat\nPrice on my head, got your life 'round my neck\nPut a brown kid in the Southside Rex and me is what you'll get\nMy block was like the car wash, you drive in, you gon' get wet\nHad take a lot of losses, made me comfortable with death (Death)\nTook too much Act', had to pop a Xan to reset\nHis bitch gave me some top, and now he wanna send me threats\nLive my best life, I know my opps just wanna see me dead\nTook his life, I paid him double what they put on my head\n\nPrice on my head, got a price on my head (Price on my head)\nNight when I rest, with a knife by my bed (Knife by my bed)\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead (When I'm dead)\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead\nPrice on my head, got a price on my head (Price on my head)\nNight when I rest, with a knife by my bed (Knife by my bed)\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead\nI'm so paranoid, I'ma sleep when I'm dead"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Prisoner"
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"content": " \nYou bring good to my lonely life, honestly (Honestly)\nIt's hard for me to look into your eyes when I say (I say)\nThat I would be nothing without your love ('Out your love)\nI feel the rush and it's amazing\n\nMaybe I've been always destined to end up in this place (Up in this place), yeah\nI don't mean to come off selfish, but I want it all (Want it all)\nLove will always be a lesson, let's get out of its way (Out of its way)\n'Cause I know, all I know (Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah), all I know\n\nI'm a prisoner to my addiction\nI'm addicted to a life that's so empty and so cold\nI'm a prisoner to my decisions\nWoo-ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Ahh)\n\nI think I've been in Hollywood for too long (For too long)\n'Cause I can feel my soul burning, feel it burning slow\nBut I would be nothing without the touch ('Out the touch)\nI feel the rush and it's amazing, hmm\n\nMaybe I've been always destined to end up in this place (Ahh)\nI don't mean to come off selfish, but I want it all (Want it all)\nLove will always be a lesson, let's get out of its way (Out of its way)\n'Cause I know, all I know (Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah), all I know\n\nI'm a prisoner to my addiction\nI'm addicted to a life that's so empty and so cold\nI'm a prisoner to my decisions\nWoo-ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Ohh)\nI'm a prisoner to my addiction (Prisoner to my addiction, oh)\nI'm addicted to a life that's so empty and so cold (Empty and so cold)\nI'm a prisoner to my decisions (Prisoner)\nWoo-ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh\n\nI don't know\nI get so wrapped up in a world where nothing's as it seems\nAnd real life is stranger than my dreams\nHmm-hmm\nHmm-mm"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Privilege"
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"content": " \nEnjoy your privileged life\n'Cause I'm not gonna hold you through the night\nWe said our last goodbyes\nSo, let's just try to end it with a smile\n\nAnd I don't wanna hear that you are suffering\nYou are suffering no more\n'Cause I held you down when you were suffering\nYou were suffering\n\nBlues away, way, way\nI got two red pills to take the blues away\nBlues away, way, way\nI got two red pills to take the blues away\n\nAnd I'ma fuck the pain away, and I know I'll be okay\nThey said our love is just a game, I don't care what they say\nBut I'ma drink the pain away, I'll be back to my old ways\nAnd I got two red pills to take the blues away, oh\n\nI don't wanna hear that no more, no more\nNo more, no more\nI don't wanna hear that no more"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Professional"
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"content": " \n\nIt's ideal, oh\nYou need someone to tell you how to feel\nAnd you think your happiness is real\nThere's so much more the world has to reveal\nBut you choose to be concealed\nSo you're somebody now\nBut what's a somebody in a nobody town?\nI don't think you even know it\nSo you're somebody now\nBut what's a somebody in a nobody town?\nYou made enough to quit a couple years ago\nBut it consumes you\nIt's everywhere you go\nAnd just the thought alone got you trippin'\nGot you losing your mind\nAnd I don't blame you\nIt's everything you know\nBut I own this time, this ain't new\nNow I decide when we're through\n\nI love, you love\nThis love\nWe're professional\nI know, you know\nWe're sophisticated\nAt loving...\nWe're professional\n\nWhat does it mean, oh\nWhen your heart's already numb?\nYou're professional\nWon't treat it like it's personal\nNo, 'cause it's just love\nIt always makes its way back around\nIt's dispensable\nTo fall is unacceptable\n'Cause everything you've been through made you stronger\nAnd every day, you learn about yourself\nAnd nothing really played out how it's s'posed to\nDepending on somebody else's wealth\nBut now you know the value of a dollar\nAnd girl, I make enough of it to spend\nI love the way you put yourself together\nI love the way you make that body bend\nFor me again, oh, yeah\n\nI love, you love\nThis love\nWe're professional\nI know, you know\nWe're sophisticated\nAt loving...\n\nAll of those nights you were up barely holding your own\nGirl, you've got it made\nHad you blaming yourself for when life did you wrong\nNow, you've got it made\nGetting rich to the drums of your favorite song\nGirl, you've got it made\n'Cause your freedom was here in this cage all along\nOooh, how'd you drain all the soul from your eyes?\nHow'd you teach, teach yourself how to smile\nIn a world where your dreams can't be real, no?\nEvery touch that you sell is a lie\nI love, you love\nThis love\nWe're professional\nI know, you know\nWe're sophisticated\nAt loving...\nWe're professional\nWe're professional"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pullin Up"
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"content": "We wanted the world, baby\nThat's why we ended how we ended\nWe chose to live how we live\nWell now you found the one, baby\nAnd you ain't tryna see nobody but him\nNobody but him\nOoh, ooh, but I know you well\nOoh, ooh, girl, I know you well\n\nTell your man wait inside when I'm pullin' up\nTell your man wait inside when I'm pullin' up\nWhen I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up\nWhen I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up\n\nUh, pull up on ya, put it on ya\nFuck you in the car, if he looking for you\nSeen you with your man and said, “What up\" to ya\nLike you ain't give me that work\nIt was California, 5 in the morning\nI was plottin' on ya, we was hot as sauna\nTryna pop up on ya\nAnd fuck you good on that purp\nWe linkin' up gettin' faded, we fell in love and we made it\nWe only would fuck, never dated\nCome get your lady, all this Ice on me she skated\nThat pussy was good as Crustaceans\nI'm in the latest, she ride the D like Mercedes\nI might just call her Mercedes\nRockin' Margiela I might just act like a mason\nWill tell nobody you my baby\nShe fell in love with the real\nNow she don't fuck with the fakers\nMe and her nigga was sharing a home\nI'm talking like Clippers and Lakers\nAnd she get the D from her favorite\nThat pussy got me going crazy\nI know that these niggas gon' hate it\nBut we only trip when we trip to Jamaica\nJust tell ‘em\n\nTell your man wait inside when I'm pullin' up\nTell your man wait inside when I'm pullin' up\nWhen I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up\nWhen I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up\n\nPullin' up on that new thang\nMulsanne and my boo thang\nAnd she's-a-dime like Hussein\nAnd we kick shit, Liu Kang\nAnd Chun-Li, is only one me\nI'm like Bun B how I screw things\nFront stroke, back stroke\nI came, you came\nAnd your main nigga ain't fuckin' with me\nHe ain't fuckin' with me\nTell that nigga go wait inside\nWhen I pull up on you, you coming with me\nTalk dirty, you say it's mine\nYou say it's mine when I'm cuming in it\nBroke boys don't deserve pussy\nTherefore, you ain't fucking with her\nI'mma be there when that nigga get fly\nSoon as he slippin, I'm making you mine\nBuy you a Rollie to make up for time\nAnd flood it all out to make sure you shine, girl\nI never waited in line, girl\nLet me just take you to my world\nSoon as that nigga stop frontin' on you\nYou get the D from behind, girl\n\nTell your man wait inside when I'm pullin' up\nTell your man wait inside when I'm pullin' up\nWhen I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up\nWhen I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up\n\nNa na na na nah, na na na na nah, na na na na nah\nOoh, ooh\nWhen I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up, when I'm pullin' up"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled RATHER LIE"
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"content": " \nI'd rather lie than to lose you, girl\nI'd rather lie than confuse you, girl\nTruth is, we lapped them, they want us gone\nTruth is, they can't handle me at the top\nI'd rather spare you the details, my love\nOh, I'd rather (Wake up, F1LTHY)\nI'd rather lie than lose you, I'd rather lie (Swamp Izzo, hahaha)\nI'd rather, I'd rather\nI'd rather lie than lose you, I'd rather lie\nI'd rather, I'd rather\nI'd rather lie than lose you\n\nShe wanna fuck, let's make up\nEx got a problеm, tell him say somethin' (Schyeah)\nHousе in the hills, we can lay up (Schyeah)\nBae, you could stay, we could play fun\nShe don't do much, just lie\nAnything she want, I can get it done\nHundred thousand racks in the bando (Schyeah)\nHundred thousand racks in the bando\nShe want a break and I get that\nShe tryna leave, told me she— uh\nSaid that she leavin', she wanna— uh\nI'm off a bean, it's gettin' me— uh\nShe bend right back then we bool\nAt the top, we could swim in the pool (Schyeah)\nIn the penthouse, I'm lovin' on you (Ha)\nSaid she fuckin', she fuckin' with me, yeah (Ha)\nOh, you know I'd lie to you than lose and break your heart\nI'd rather tell you a lie than tell you the truth and leave you stuck (Schyeah)\nHow you gon' take it this far?\nBaby, know that you fuck with a star (Yeah)\nBaby, know that you fuck with a star (Yeah)\n\nI'd rather lie than to lose you, girl\nI'd rather lie than confuse you, girl\nTruth is, we lapped them, they want us gone\nTruth is, they can't handle me at the top\nI'd rather spare you the details, my love (Hahaha)\nOh, I'd rather\nI'd rather lie than lose you, I'd rather lie\nI'd rather\nI'm back on the track gettin' off like this\nI'm back on the lean, I'ma talk like this\nI'm back on that shit, I'ma walk like this\nHouse got a view, we could fuck like this\nNiggas get mad when I talk this shit\nNiggas be mad 'cause I offed his bitch (Hol' on)\nThis nigga mad 'cause I fucked her\nBagged me a cougar, I'm younger\nI'm diggin' deep like a plunger\nI took her panties up off her\nOpposites always attract, how you happy, then get mad? (Schyeah)\nBut I want you bad and she wanna make up\nI might just tell you that this true love, give you my kidney\nWrist Philadelphia, mine, I'm spendin'\nI'm off the lean and molly at the same damn time, I can't even stay up (What?)\nWrist in the freezer\nI'ma crash out 'cause you mine\nI'ma pull up, get behind you\nAll of that ass, let me bite that\nGive you my card, tell you, \"Swipe that\"\nIt wasn't you, it's me, it ain't me, it's you\nI know it's hard to see, but I'd rather lie than lose\nI'd rather, I'd rather, I'd rather\n\nI'd rather lie than to lose you, girl (Swamp Izzo, hahaha)\nI'd rather lie than confuse you, girl\nTruth is, we lapped them, they want us gone\nTruth is, they can't handle me at the top\nI'd rather spare you the details, my love\nOh, I'd rather\nI'd rather lie than lose you, I'd rather lie (Wake up, F1LTHY)\nI'd rather, I'd rather\nI'd rather lie than lose you, I'd rather lie\nI'd rather, I'd rather\nI'd rather lie than lose you"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Rambo (Last Blood)"
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"content": " \nYeah, Rambo\nThey beggin' for mercy, like the Lambo' (Lambo')\nKnow they told me kill 'em all, goddamn, though\nI know they wanna see me fall, look where I am, though\nOn two feet, that's where I stand, though\nI'm a true fuckin' killer, like Rambo\nNo ammo, they see me on the Sanyo\nNigga, I just kill 'em 'cause I can, though (Na, na, na, na, na)\n\nI just signed a deal so big that it's a secret\nVictoria's Secret Angels dancin' 'round me for a reason\nSpread your wings for me like I'm Freddie Mercury\nBut baby, you should call me King, you know that it's my season\nI'm 'bout to re-up, made another killin' in Reno\nI couldn't leave her until I paid a visit to P.O\nToo much tequila, I had too much tequila\nThey cuffed me like I was single, fuck it, I'm back to Henny\nThank the Lord, didn't kill me in the elevator\nWasn't my time, saved my soul downstairs for later\nCheat death every day, never play fair\nRoll stress all day, blow it in the air\nHad to kill the pop game so they know what's up\nNow I'm poppin' back swift, had to shake it off\nSobriety is an enemy, I'm sorry, mama\nSociety now acceptin' me, pray for the young ones\nI'm from the Scar town city\nNo love from the town where a nigga never ever blow up\nNow they love me 'cause I shine, shawty\nIf you ain't fuckin', then it's time, shawty\nI see the truth inside your eyes, shawty\nIf you don't love me, then you lied to me\nIf you don't love me, then you lied to me\nSwallow all your pride for me\nOr you can swallow all the time for me\nNow you can tell me how that taste, girl\nGene Simmons tongue, but I ain't down for the kissin'\nMy nigga got a scope, and I ain't talkin' 'bout the rinsin'\nMy niggas hittin' notes, and I ain’t talkin' 'bout the singin'\nI'm breaking billboards from my city, got me thinkin'\nI'm a motherfuckin' villain in my town, Heath Ledger, 'bout to O.D\nMarried to the game, I ain't never gettin' cold feet\nKillin' all these lames, lot of motherfuckers owe me\nI just stay quiet, I just let the money climb high\n\nYeah, like Rambo (Damn)\nThey beggin' for mercy, like the Lambo (Lambo)\nKnow they told me kill 'em all, goddamn, though\nI know they want to see me fall, look where I am, though (Where I am though)\nOn two feet, that's where I stand, though\nI'm a true fuckin' killer, like Rambo\nNo ammo, they see me on the Sanyo\nNigga, I just kill 'em 'cause I can\n\nAin't have the time, but I got time now\nOkay, I see what's on the line now\nOh, he let up? Bitch, let me find out\nI might have to turn up, I mean turn this shit upside down\nAnd let's keep it cool, I see the fear inside their eyes now\nCrunch time, think I might have spared his life one time\nFelt the storm another time, okay, now it's fuckin' time\nForty-five to run time, I fortify my run time\nThat's why they flee when they saw me come up on the front line\nFuck with me, seen them shots flyin', oh, what's wrong now?\nRevenant, I show up there in blood like it's on now\nReally tryna see me in my muhfuckin' zone now\nJust another day to me, but Weeknd on my songs now\nThey thought they was right, they was wrong now\nLosses to biggest bosses in my phone now\nPositive, I'ma prosper, the mental strong now\nFuck \"woe is me\", G.O.A.T. is me, nigga, I'm just sayin' (God, Tiller)\n\nThis is not, this is not a, uh\nThis is not a mother—\nA motherfuckin' game\nThis is, this is not\nThis is not, this is\nThis is not\nA motherfuckin' game, why you playin', boy?\nI'm just sayin', boy\nThat's all\n(God, Tiller)\n\nHol' on, hol' on, hol' on\nHol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on\nHol' on nuh, hol' on, nuh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Real Life"
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"content": " \nTell 'em this boy wasn't meant for lovin', uh\nTell 'em this heart doesn't stay to one\nI'll be the same, never changed for nothin', uh\nIt's all I know, never learned much more\n\nMama called me destructive, oh, yeah\nSaid it'd ruin me one day, yeah\n'Cause every woman that loved me, oh, yeah\nI seemed to push them away\n\nThat's real life, oh, oh-oh\nReal life, ooh\nMama talking that real life, oh, oh-oh\nThat real life, real life, real life, real life (Yeah)\n\nI know you don't really understand it, uh\nI'm not allowed to regret my choice, mm\nI heard that love is a risk worth taking, uh\nI wouldn't know, never been that boy\n\nMama called me destructive, oh, yeah\nSaid it'd ruin me one day, yeah\n'Cause every woman that loved me, oh, yeah\nI seemed to push them away\n\nThat's real life, (Real life) oh, oh-oh\nReal life, ooh (Real life)\nMama talking that real life, oh, oh-oh\nThat real life, (Real life) real life, real life, real life\n\nHeaven only lets a few in\n(Heaven only lets a few in)\nIt's too late for me to choose it\n(It's too late for me to choose it)\nDon't waste precious tears on me, I'm not worth the misery\nI'm better off when I'm alone\n\nAnd that's real life, oh, oh-oh\nReal life, ooh (Real life)\nMama talking that real life, oh, oh-oh\nThat real life, real life, real life, real life\nThat's real life, oh, oh-oh (Ooh, real life)\nReal life, ooh (Real life)\nMama talking that real life, (Real life) oh, oh-oh (Ooh, mama!)\nYeah, yeah, real life, (Real life) real life, real life, real life"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Red Terror"
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"content": " \nOh, woah\nOh, woah\nOh, woah, woah\nOh, woah\nOh, woah\nOh, woah, woah\n\nYou're not heavy, I rocked you to sleep, I hold you for hours long\nNever heavy, I won't let you weep\n\nHush, my child, you're mine\nAll my life, I try\n\nOh, you were never heavy, light just like a feather\nI ran from the terror, the ground was red from the led\nYou were never scary, I knew you were special\nMy only intention, alone, I left to the west\nThen moved to the city, eight months, we wеre pregnant\nYou came out so prеcious, in the snow, you would grow\nYour mama loves you, you'll never be alone\n\nHush, my child, you're mine (I know, I know, I know, hey)\nAll my life, I try (Sorry, mama, sorry, mama, woah, woah)\nTo keep you warm, when I go (I go, I feel so cold without you, mama, I feel so cold without you, woah)\nYou're still my child, don't cry\n\nDeath is nothing at all, it does not count\nI have only slipped away into the next room\nNothing has happened\nEverything remains exactly how it was\nI am I and you are you\nAnd the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged\nWhatever we were to each other, that we are still\nCall me by the old, familiar name"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Reflections Laughing"
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"content": " \nDon't you let me down\nIf you let me drown\nI'll die in your arms again\nI'll die in your arms\nI won't make a sound\nBlood on the ground\nWhen they take my crown\nIf they take my crown\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\n\nReflections lookin' back at me\nThey're smilin', they're smilin'\nI'm trapped inside a gilded cage\nA golden blade I'm sharpening\nIt pleases you, I'll see it through\nI feel your chill across my skin\nThe seasons never change\n\nDon't you let me down\nIf you let me drown\nI'll die in your arms again\nI'll die in your arms\nI won't make a sound\nBlood on the ground\nWhen they take my crown\nIf they take my crown\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\n\nI know you're up\nYou think I don't know you're staying up all night\nCooped up in that hotel room?\nI know you\nYou still got that adrenaline from the concert\nAin't no way you're asleep\nMy girl told me she saw you in Dallas, said you didn't look good\nThat you barely finished the show\nI just hope you're not back to the old you\nHow much longer you in Texas for?\nI'm just worried, you worked so hard to be better\nAnd now you're back, drowning in that shit\nDon't let this industry break you, baby\nDon't let them take you from me\n\nWait\nI been up tourin' state\n45 off a safe\nAt the top is my place\nYou and I, different wave\nAlways know when you're late\nI could never tell you wait\nMade me talk at the lake\nLavish life type of estate\nLosin' time when you pace\nWhat we can do if you'd waste\nI know the sky's been in haze\nYou never been through this phase\nBeen in fire, livin' fake\nKnow you try, but it's late\nI run the lobby, every summer\nBuy her body, two-stepper stutter\nPlatinum 'round my wrist, bird chirp like I'm Stunna\nLook around this bitch while the DJ set cut up\nFlashes from the pics in my sections while I'm fucked up\nBad bitch I been waitin' to get with, hope I don't nut up\nYeah, nut up, man, this shit is trouble\nI been hittin' licks, seein' splits, doin' double\nNo, it's no events, check my temp, watch it bubble\n\nDon't you let me down\nIf you let me drown\nDie in your arms again\nI won't make a sound\nBlood on the ground\nWhen they take my crown\nIf they take my crown\n\nWhat does that shit feel like anyway?"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Remember You"
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"content": " \nShe's about to earn some bragging rights\nI'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all night\nGirl, take pride in what you want to do\nEven if that means a new man every night inside of you\nOh, baby, I don't mind\nYou can tell by how I roll\n'Cause my clique hot and my cup cold\nMy talk slurred 'cause I'm so throwed\nAnd I'm wiping sweat from my last show\nAnd he's TG and I'm XO\nI'm only here for one night\nThen I'ma be a memory\nSay it in my ear, so I can hear what you say to me\nI got cups full of that Rosé\nSmoke anything that's passed to me\nDon't worry 'bout my voice\nI won't need it for what I'm about to do to you\n\nBad bitch, girl, I think I might get used to you\nI might have to take your number when I'm through with you\nAll I ask of you is try to earn my memory\nMake me remember you like you remember me\nBad bitch, girl, I think I might get used to you\nI might have to take your number when I'm through with you\nAll I ask of you is try to earn my memory\nMake me remember you like you remember me (Uh)\n\nOld rapping ass\nLight years past the class\nHit it, don't have to pass\nNigga, we the new Aftermath\nNiggas after fame, I just had to laugh\nNiggas after fame, I'm after cash\nYou's a fan, I'm a player\nI'm the man, you's a hater\nAnd I only smoke papers\nThat's how you tell I'm Taylor'd\nNigga, listen\nBreak it down, rolling weed on the island of my kitchen\nAnd not a thing goes down without permission\nLook, everything I got on I was made for\nEverything that I got I done came for\nAll the shit that you see I done slaved for\nAll the cars and the crib, yeah, that's paid for\nNeed I say more?\nSpend so much money on clothes\nSaid fuck a store, making my own\nI hope that you're rolling one up while you're singing along\nAnd know I was rolling one while I was making this song\nPour out some shots\nYou're taking too long\nYoung and I'm rich\nAnd plus all of my friends on that Bombay and lemonade\n\nDo to you (Hahaha)\nBad bitch, girl, I think I might get used to you (Uh)\nI might have to take your number when I'm through with you\nAll I ask of you is try to earn my memory\nMake me remember you like you remember me\nBad bitch, girl, I think I might get used to you\nI might have to take your number when I'm through with you\nAll I ask of you is try to earn my memory\nMake me remember you like you remember me\n\nI'm on some gin, you on some gin\nI'm moving slow (Mh), I'm driving fast\nI hit the weed, you take the wheel, we lose control\nDrop the top in that 69\nAnd that motor roar in that old Chevelle\nCan't say a thing, how you supposed to feel\nStacking all of this paper, dawg\nI like to call this shit old news\nAnd these haters jocking our old moves\nPopping champagne 'cause we made it\nBack of the Phantom, we faded\nAll of this shit that I did I probably won't remember tomorrow\n\nDo to you\nBad bitch, gir, I think I might get used to you\nI might have to take your number when I'm through with you\nAll I ask of you is try to earn my memory\nMake me remember you like you remember me\nBad bitch, girl, I think I might get used to you\nI might have to take your number when I'm through with you\nAll I ask of you is try to earn my memory\nMake me remember you like you remember me\n\nOh, oh\nUsed to you\nThrough with you\nAll I ask of you is try to earn my memory\nMake me remember you like you remember me\nUsed to you\nThrough with you\nMemory, remember you"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Reminder"
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"content": " \nRecord man play my song on the radio\nYou too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul\nI let my black hair grow and my weed smoke\nAnd I swear too much on the regular\nWe gon' let them hits fly, we gon' let it go\nIf it ain't XO, then it gotta go\nI just won a new award for a kids show\nTalkin' 'bout a face numbin' off a bag of blow\nI'm like, goddamn, bitch, I am not a Teen Choice\nGoddamn, bitch, I am not a bleach boy\nWhip game, make a nigga understand though\nGot that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo\nHit the gas so hard make it rotate\nAll my niggas blew up like a propane\nAll these R&B niggas be so lame\nGot a sweet Asian chick, she go lo mein (Oh-oh-oh)\n\nYou know me (Know me, uh, na-na-na-na-na)\nYou know me (Know me, know me, oh-oh-oh)\nYou know me (Know me, know me, na-na-na-na-na)\nEvery time you try to forget who I am\nI'll be right there to remind you again\nYou know me (Pow, pow)\nYou know me (Know me)\n\nSaid I'm just tryna swim in somethin' wetter than the ocean\nFaded off a double cup, I'm mixin' up the potion\nAll I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit\nIt just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit\nEverybody knows it, all these niggas know me\nPlatinum off a mixtape, sippin' on that codeine\nPour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed\nI'ma keep on singin' while I'm burnin' up that OG\nAll my niggas get it, they make money all alone\nRock a chain around they neck, makin' sure I'm gettin' home\nWhen I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil' a show\nAnd I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know\nUsed to walk 'round with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor\nNow my shit straight, eatin' all day, tryna lose weight\nThat good sex, we'll sweat it out\nHotel bed springs, we'll wear it out\nI ain't gotta tell you\n\n'Cause you know me (Oh-oh-oh)\nYou know me (Know me, ah, na-na-na-na-na)\nYou know me (Know me, know me, oh-oh-oh)\nYou know me (Know me, know me, na-na-na-na-na)\nEvery time you try to forget who I am (Try to forget who I am)\nI'll be right there to remind you again (Hey)\nYou know me (Pow, pow)\nYou know me (Know me, know me)\n\nWhy don't you shake somethin', shake somethin'\nFor the Don? Don't you break nothin', break nothin'\nBaby girl, won't you work somethin', work somethin'\nFor the Don? Don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'\nBaby girl, won't you shake somethin', shake somethin' (Shake some)\nFor the Don? Don't you break nothin' (Break nothin'), break nothin'\nBaby girl, won't you work somethin' (Work), work somethin'\nFor the Don? Don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'\n\n'Cause you know me\nGirl, you know me\nYou already know me\nYeah, you know me\n\nOh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na\nOh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na\nOh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na\nOh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Repeat After Me (Interlude)"
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"content": " \nYou don't love him, you don't love him\nYou don't love him if you're thinkin' of me\nYou don't love him, you're just fuckin'\nYou're just fuckin', it means nothin' to me\nYou don't love him, you don't love him\nYou don't love him if you're thinkin' of me\nYou don't love him, you're just fuckin'\nYou're just fuckin', it means nothin' to me, yeah\n\nIt's been too long, you changed up over time\nWhy you, why you gonna even try to hide?\nIt's natural to find someone to treat you right\nBut it ain't right if you fuck him out of spite\nYou don't have to cry, girl, let me wipe your eyes\nYour eyes, your eyes, your eyes\nI promise you will always be mine\nOh-oh, just repeat after me\n\nYou don't love him, you don't love him\nYou don't love him if you're thinkin' of me (It's all right)\nYou don't love him, you're just fuckin'\nYou're just fuckin', you're thinkin' of me\nYou don't love him, you don't love him\nYou don't love him if you're thinkin' of me\nYou don't love him, you're just fuckin'\nYou're just fuckin', it means nothin' to me"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Rockin’"
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"content": " People always talk about the ones that got away\nI just seem to get the ones that always want to stay\nI'm just too distracted with the life I'm tryna paint\nYeah, yeah (Uh), oh yeah, yeah (Ooh, said)\nI got all these women too attracted to the fame\nGot too many niggas that are ignorin' the way\nNothing's gonna stop me, I'ma get it either way\nYeah, yeah (Uh), oh yeah, yeah (Ooh)\n\nWhy would you wanna take away from this moment?\nWe can own it\nWhy would you wanna take away from this moment?\nWoo-hoo\n\nYou don't have to spend your life with me\nYou don't have to waste your energy\nWe can just be rockin', yeah\nWe can just be rockin', yeah\nI just want your body next to me\n'Cause it brings me so much ecstasy\nWe can just be rockin', yeah\nWe can just be rockin', yeah, yeah, yeah\n\nYou see me textin', baby, you see those missed calls\nI'm actin' reckless baby, I'm 'bout to lose it all\nThis liquor got me crazy, mixed with that Adderall\nI'm focused on the beat, oh yeah\n\nWhy would you wanna take away (Don't take away)\nFrom this moment? (From this moment)\nWe can own it (We can own it)\nWhy would you wanna take away (Don't you take away)\nFrom this moment? (Oh)\nWoo-hoo (Hey)\n\nYou don't have to spend your life with me (You don't have to spend it)\nYou don't have to waste your energy (Uh)\nWe can just be rockin', yeah\nWe can just be rockin', yeah (We can just be rockin')\nI just want your body next to me (Oh, hey)\n'Cause it brings me so much ecstasy\nWe can just be rockin', yeah\nWe can just be rockin', yeah, yeah, yeah (We can just be rockin', baby)\n\nYeah\nYeah\nHey\nCome on, baby\nTryna be, yeah\nLet's go, hey\n\nYou don't have to spend your life with me (You don't have to spend your life with me, yeah)\nYou don't have to waste your energy (You don't have to waste it)\nWe can just be rockin', yeah (Oh, baby)\nWe can just be rockin', yeah (Uh, oh, you got to, need to know, oh woah)\nI just want your body next to me (Hey)\n'Cause it brings me so much ecstasy (Yeah)\nWe can just be rockin', yeah (Oh)\nWe can just be rockin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Rolling Stone"
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"content": " \nOoh\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nNow you're thinkin' 'bout it\nGirl you're thinkin' 'bout it\nWhat we got here\nHow we fuckin' got here\nThey recognized\nThey just recognize\nI'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough\nI don't care about nobody else\n'Cause I've been on these streets for too long, too long, too long\nBaby, I've been on this too long\n\n'Cause getting faded too long\nGot me on this rolling stone\nSo I take another hit\nKill another serotonin\nWith a hand full of beans\nAnd a chest full of weed\nGot me singing 'bout a bitch\nWhile I'm blowing out my steam\nYeah, I know I got my issues\nWhy you think I fuckin' flow?\nAnd I'ma keep on smoking 'til I can't hit another note\n\nOoh, but until then\nI got you, ooh\nBaby, I got you, ooh\nUntil you're used to my face\nAnd my mystery fades\nI got you, ooh\n\nSo, baby, love me, oh\nBefore they all love me\nUntil you won't love me, oh\nBecause they'll all love me, ooh\nI'll be different, oh\nI think I'll be different, ooh\nI hope I'm not different, oh\nAnd I hope you'll still listen\n\nBut until then\nBaby, I got you, ooh\nI got you, oh, ohh\nGirl, I still got you, oh-ohh\nAnd I got you, ooh, woah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled SKELETONS"
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"content": " \nYeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, ooh)\nFeels like slow motion, we're floating at the speed (Yeah)\n(Yeah, yeah)\nLouder (Louder)\nHigher, higher, higher, higher, higher (Uh, yeah)\nIt's like standing in the ocean\nWe just rocked Coachella, I gave her half of the check\nIt was good sex, honorable mention to the neck\n(Just let this wash on me)\nDidn't pass the loud, that was out of respect\nAfterwards, pass the towel, I was out of Kleenex (In the memory, standing in the ocean)\nIf you take a girl out, do you expect sex?\nIf she take her titties out, do you expect checks?\nFirst visit, I gave her a pearl necklace (Just let this wash on me)\nNext visit, I'ma need your girl naked (Feels like slow motion)\nTook a church visit, you know, 'cause the world hectic\n\nIt's like floating, if I can't be in time\nI don't know, I don't know (Wash on me, wash on me, yeah)\nIn the ocean, if I can't be loved\nI don't know a sound\n(That's right)\n\nStanding in the ocean (Standing in the ocean)\nJust let this wash on me (Ooh)\nBad memories like waves\nEchoing (Echoing), echoing\nStanding in the ocean (Oh, baby)\nStanding in the ocean\nFeels like slow motion, we're floating at the speed"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Sacrifice"
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"content": " \nI was born in a city\nWhere the winter nights don't ever sleep\nSo this life's always with me\nThe ice inside my veins will never bleed\n\nMy, ooh\nMy, ooh\n\nUh, every time you try to fix me\nI know you'll never find that missing piece\nWhen you cry and say you miss me\nI lie and tell you that I'll never leave, but\n\nI sacrificed (Sacrificed)\nYour love for more of the night (Of the night)\nI try to put up a fight (Up a fight)\nCan't tie me down (Down)\n\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nFor your love, I try\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nBut I love my timе\n\nMy, ooh\nMy, ooh\n\nI hold you through the toughest parts\nWhen you feel likе it's the end\n'Cause life is still worth living\nYeah, this life is still worth living\nI can break you down and pick you up\nAnd fuck like we are friends\nBut don't be catchin' feelings\nDon't be out here catchin' feelings 'cause\n\nI sacrificed (Sacrificed)\nYour love for more of the night (Of the night)\nI try to put up a fight (Up a fight)\nCan't tie me down (Down, down, down)\n\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nFor your love, I try\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nBut I love my time\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nFor your love (Oh), I try\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nBut I love my time (My, ooh)\n\nOh, baby\nI hope you know that I, I tried\nOh, baby (Baby)\nI hope you know I love my time, oh\n\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nI don't wanna, I try (Hey)\nI don't wanna sacrifice\nBut I love my time\nMy, ooh\nMy, ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Same Old Song"
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"content": " \nWhere were you when I needed you eight months ago?\nAll your girlfriends talkin' 'bout me, now you ringin' up my phone\nI bet you miss me now, baby\nI bet you'd kiss me now, baby\nEspecially since you know that this ain't nothin' and I only just begun\n\nYou never thought that I would ever go this far\nYou said potential couldn't ever last this long\nWell, baby, I've been alone for almost all my life\nWhat makes you think that you can ever do me right?\n\nYou're the same old song\nYou're the same old song\nYou're the same old song\nYou're the same old song\nThe same old song\n\nAnd now I'm poppin', yeah\nAin't nobody showed me how\nI made it big poppin', yeah\nTell me how you like me now\nI swear I loved you, girl, oh\nAnd you probably went and fucked the world\nWell, you can take another shot everytime you hear me playin' in the club\n\nYou never thought that I would ever go this far (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, never thought I'd go this far, oh yeah)\nYou said potential couldn't ever last this long (You never thought it could last this long)\nWell, baby, I've been alone for almost all my life (I've been alone for most of my life)\nWhat makes you think that you can ever do me right?\n\nOoh, yeah, you're the same old song\nYou're the same old song\nYou're the same old song\nYou're the same old song\nThe same old song\n\nOoh, oh yeah\nOoh, oh yeah\nOoh, oh yeah\nOoh, oh yeah\nOoh, oh yeah\nListen to that shit, man\nThe Weeknd music make the ladies panties get wet (Ooh)\nJam that shit, my nigga (Oh yeah)\nI'm high as a motherfucker\nI don't give a shit (Ooh)\nI'm going to the strip club\nI'm throwing thirty thousand dollars nigga, thirty thousand (Oh yeah)\nFuck that shit\nSpend that shit, nigga, it's Christmas\nShut the fuck up\nWe trippy, mane"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Save Your Tears"
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"content": " \nOoh\nNa-na, yeah\n\nI saw you dancing in a crowded room (Uh)\nYou look so happy when I'm not with you\nBut then you saw me, caught you by surprise\nA single teardrop falling from your eye\n\nI don't know why I run away\nI make you cry when I run away\n\nYou could've asked me why I broke your heart\nYou could've told me that you fell apart\nBut you walked past me like I wasn't there\nAnd just pretended like you didn't care\n\nI don't know why I run away\nI make you cry when I run away\n\nTake me back 'cause I wanna stay\nSave your tears for another\n\nSave your tears for another day\nSave your tears for another day (So)\n\nI made you think that I would always stay\nI said some things that I should never say\nYeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine\nAnd now you won't love me for a second time\n\nI don't know why I run away, oh, girl\nSaid, I make you cry when I run away\n\nGirl, take me back 'cause I wanna stay\nSave your tears for another\nI realize that I'm much too late\nAnd you deserve someone better\n\nSave your tears for another day (Oh yeah)\nSave your tears for another day (Yeah)\n\nI don't know why I run away\nI'll make you cry when I run away\n\nSave your tears for another day\nOoh, girl, I said (Ah)\nSave your tears for another day (Ah)\n\nSave your tears for another day (Ah)\nSave your tears for another day (Ah)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Secrets"
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"content": " \nEverybody here wants you\nMy love, my love\nAnd I know that you want 'em too\nMy love, my love\nI ask you what your heart desires\nMy love, my love\nYou tell me I'm the only one\nMy love, my love\n\nIt's a lie, a lie\nI catch you every time\nIn your lies, your lies\nEvery time you close your eyes\nI hear the secrets that you keep\nWhen you're talkin' in your sleep\nI hear the secrets that you keep, keep, keep\nWhen you're talk, talkin', talkin'\nI hear the secrets that you keep\nWhen you're talkin' in your sleep\nI hear the secrets that you keep, keep, keep\nWhen you're talk, talkin', talkin'\n\nYou told me not to worry 'bout\nThose guys, those guys\nYou told me that you left it all\nBehind, behind\n\nIt's a lie, a lie\nI catch you every time\nIn your lies, your lies\nEvery time you close your eyes\nI hear the secrets that you keep\nWhen you're talkin' in your sleep\nI hear the secrets that you keep, keep, keep\nWhen you're talk, talkin', talkin'\nI hear the secrets that you keep\nWhen you're talkin' in your sleep\nI hear the secrets that you keep, keep, keep\nWhen you're talk, talkin', talkin'\n\nWipe the lust from your eyes\nI see that you're not mine\nI can see the lust in your eyes (Wipe the)\nYou can't hide it (Lust from your eyes)\nYou can't be the one, I rely (I see)\nWe're divided (That you're not mine)\n\nI hear the secrets that you keep (Secrets that you keep)\nWhen you're talkin' in your sleep (Talkin' in your sleep)\nI hear the secrets that you keep, keep, keep (Secrets that you keep)\nWhen you're talk, talkin', talkin' (Oh, baby)\nI hear the secrets that you keep (Secrets that you keep)\nWhen you're talkin' in your sleep (Talkin' in your sleep)\nI hear the secrets that you keep, keep, keep (Secrets that you keep)\nWhen you're talk, talkin', talkin'"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Sexodus"
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"content": " \nCome on a sexodus\nCome on a sexodus\nCome on a sexodus\nCome on a sexodus\n\nDo you want to come on thi sexodus?\nIf you got swag, fuck with us\nAnd do you wanna ride like a crusader?\nMe, I'm not a Christian girl\nMy blood type is no negative\nBut I'm positive that I'm too deep\nSwitch the light on when we hit the sheets\nTruly what I see is all I keep\nI see you stacked chicks their views are blocked in\nWhen I help 'em you say you broke in\nI see you locked in you say I don't let you in\nHow come all this drama still trending\n\nBaby you can have it all\nTell me what for\nBaby you can have it all\nTell me what for\n\nNew frontier I got news from there\nLet's sell it to a new frequency\nI left the graveyard selling full of fancy\nBring your homie with transparency\nMy blood type is no negative\nBut I'm positive the dark ain't deep\nJust switch your light on when we hit the streets\nTruly what I see is all I keep\nMy sights are set in higher times\nAnd my eyes can see in 3D\nMake it bright and I see 360\nI can get you, but you can't get me\n\nBaby you can have it all\nTell me what for\nBaby you can have it all\nTell me what for\n\nYeah you keep on telling me you wanna have it all\nTell me what for\nYeah you keep on telling me you wanna have it all\nTell me what for\n\nCash and Kashmir, gold in Zier\nI got a new one from over there\nYou can drink a mint tea by the Red Sea\nAs you're living out whose fantasy\nYeah the sun the moon are both\nHitting the hood and the heat's too hot to be cool\nYeah I'm sailing my bed to a better man school\nAnd it's two in the afternoon\nWe already bullet-proof, we got a big crew\nAnd we're running on a force that's true\nWe don't fear you, wear up-to-date shoes\nOr fall for the point of view\n\nBaby you can have it all\nTell me what for\nBaby you can have it all\nTell me what for\n\nYeah you keep on telling me you wanna have it all\nTell me what for\nYeah you keep on telling me you wanna have it all\nTell me what for\n\nWhat d'you want it all for?\nWhat d'you want it all for?"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Shameless"
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"content": " \nYeah\nUh, uh, yeah\n\nSay it louder, say it louder\nWho's gonna love ya\nLike me, like me?\nSay it louder, say it louder\nWho's gonna touch ya\nLike me, like me?\nOoh, said you wanna be good\nBut you couldn't keep your composure\nOoh, said you wanna be good\nBut you're begging me to come over\nOoh, come over\nOoh, sayin' who's gonna fuck ya\nLike me?\nYeah\n\nI don't wanna hurt you\nBut you live for the pain\nI'm not tryna say it\nBut it's what you became\nYou want me to fix you\nBut it's never enough\nThat's why you always call me\n'Cause you're scared to be loved, uh\n\nBut I'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nGirl, I have no shame (Shame)\nI'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nGirl, I have no shame (Shame)\n\nSay it louder, say it louder\nYeah, who's gonna love ya\nLike me, uh, like me, yeah?\nSay it louder, say it louder\nWho's gonna touch ya\nLike me, uh, like me?\nOoh, said it'd be the last time\nAll you needed was a little closure\nOoh, said it'd be the last time\nBut you're begging me to come over\nOoh, come over\nOoh, saying who's gonna fuck ya\nLike me?\nHey\n\nI don't wanna hurt you\nBut you live for the pain\nI'm not tryna say it\nBut it's what you became\nYou want me to fix you\nBut it's never enough\nThat's why you always call me\n'Cause you're scared to be loved, uh\n\nBut I'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nGirl, I have no shame (Shame)\nGirl, I'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nGirl, I have no shame (Shame)\n\nWho's gonna fuck you like...\nHey!\nWoo-ooh\n\nI don't wanna hurt you\nBut you live for the pain\nI'm not tryna say it\nBut it's what you became, no\nYou want me to fix you\nBut it's never enough (Never enough)\nThat's why you always call me\n'Cause you're scared to be loved (Scared to be loved)\n\nBut I'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you (I'll always be there for you)\nGirl, I have no shame (Shame)\nGirl, I'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nI'll always be there for you\nGirl, I have no shame (Shame)\nGirl, I have no—no shame"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Sidewalks"
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"content": " \nUh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah, like\n\nI ran out of tears when I was eighteen\nSo nobody made me but the main streets\n'Cause too many people think they made me\nWell, if they really made me, then replace me\nHomeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress\nI feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen\nAnd if you ain't my nigga, then your girl single to me\nI don't give a damn if a nigga said he knew me\nGrew up with no father so nobody ever \"son\" me\nMy flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me\nI know you wish that nobody ever love me\nI feel useless when I'm never makin' money, ah\nWell, this the life we always fantasized\nRich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga's eyes\nEvery time you see me pullin' up in Aventadors\nJust know we been grindin' on them sidewalks\n\nSidewalks saved my life\nThey don't ever lie\nSidewalks saved my life\nThey show me all the signs\n\nThey don't let me down\nBut they lead me on\nAnd they don't let me down\nBut they lead me on\nAnd they lead me on\n\nSay, say, say\nI come from murder one, brung late night melee\nSay, say, say\nWe hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae bae\nSay, say, say\nTrippin' off Dyke and my name strike with pay day\nSay, say, say\nFlippin' blue lightnin', tightenin', strapped with AK\nSay, say, say\nOG one, told me one, show me one, eight ways\nHow to segue\nPussy, power, profit and headache\nI reminisce my life innocence or life innocent\nOr life intimate, with fame\nLight limo tint with light women, dark women in it\nAw, Kenny, good game\nShe wanna hang with a Starboy\nThe sun and the moon and star, boy\nAstronomer, anonymous\nI line 'em up, we grind 'em up, there's nine of us\nAnd five of us have probably fucked\nShe mollied up, I tallied up all the parts, boy\nTwenty legs, arms, head (Head)\nHead, head, more head (Head)\nOh God, bless the dead (Yup)\nI'm livin' life, high off life\nI wear my chokes off to bed\nI'm the greatest nigga, why you scared to say it?\nI wanna rock, I wanna rock\nI wanna cop more land, I never stop\nI wanna quick advance on a bill if it ain't one\nBreak everything, I'm a hustler, came from\n\nSidewalks saved my life (Sidewalks saved my life)\nThey don't ever lie\nSidewalks saved my life (Sidewalks saved my life)\nThey show me all the signs\n\nThey don't let me down\nBut they lead me on\nAnd they don't let me down\nBut they lead me on\nAnd they lead me on"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Six Feet Under"
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"content": "Ask around about her\nShe don't get emotional\nKill off all her feelings\nThat's why she ain't approachable\nShe know her pussy got a fanbase (No, no)\nA couple niggas with a suitcase\nSuit and tie niggas who play roleplay\nWhen it comes to money, she play no games\n\nShe lick it up just like a candy (Candy)\nShe wanna make 'em leave they family (Family)\nShe tryna live a life so fancy (Fancy)\nShe wanna pull up in a Bentley (Bentley)\nShe ain't got time for lovin' (Lovin')\nLouis Vuitton her husband (Husband)\nShe'd rather die in lustin' (Lustin')\nShe'd rather die in the club till she\n\nSix feet under, she gon' get that fuckin' paper (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, she gon' get that fuckin' paper (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, she gon' get that fuckin' paper\nYou know how she get down, pop it for a check now\nSix feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, she gon' kill me for that paper\nNot the type to fuck around, go'n and turn that ass around\n\nShe don't depend on anybody\nKnow just what to do with her own body\nCountin' all that money like a hobby\nShe don't give a fuck about nobody\nAnd she got her whole crew poppin'\nAnd she bend it over like she got no backbone\nGot a couple niggas blingin' up a trap phone\nShe don't need nobody waitin' back home, she got it\n\nShe lick it up just like a candy (Candy)\nShe wanna make 'em leave they family (Family)\nShe tryna live a life so fancy (Fancy)\nShe wanna pull up in a Bentley (Bentley)\nShe ain't got time for lovin' (Lovin')\nLouis Vuitton her husband (Husband)\nShe'd rather die in lustin' (Lustin')\nShe'd rather die in the club till she\n\nSix feet under, she gon' get that fuckin' paper (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, she gon' get that fuckin' paper (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, she gon' get that fuckin' paper\nYou know how she get down, pop it for a check now\nSix feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin' paper)\nSix feet under, she gon' kill me for that paper\nNot the type to fuck around, go'n and turn that ass around\n\nGo'n and turn that ass around (Yeah, yeah)\nOh, murder, oh, murder\nGo'n and turn that ass around\nOh murder, oh murder\n\nReal love's hard to find (Real love's hard to find)\nSo she don't waste her time (So she don't waste her time)\nSo she don't waste her time, oh\nYou ain't gon' catch her cryin' (You ain't gon' catch her cryin')\nShe ain't gon' lose her mind (Mind)\nShe ain't gon' lose her mind till she\n\nSix feet under, she gon' kill me for that paper (Till she)\nSix feet under, she gon' kill me for that paper (Till she)\nSix feet under, she gon' kill me for the paper\nNot the type to fuck around, go'n and turn that ass around"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Smile"
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"content": " \nI'd do anything in my power to see you just smile\nI want you to prosper and come proper\nEven if that means I ain't by your side\nI'd do anything in my power to see you just smile\nI want you to prosper and come proper\nEven if that means I ain't by your side\n\nDevil on my shoulder tellin' me I'll die soon\nI don't really want that to impact you\nBut I don't know, maybe I'm just paranoid\nI just want the best for you, I just want what's left of you\nOh, you tell me that you're sad inside\nI'm sad that I can't satisfy\nYeah, I pray that I get it right this time\nMaybe we'll be alright\nOh, you tell me that you're sad inside\nI'm sad that I can't satisfy\nYeah, I pray that I get it right this time\nMaybe we'll be alright\n\nI'd do anything in my power to see you just smile\nI want you to prosper and come proper\nEven if that means I ain't by your side\nI'd do anything in my power to see you just smile\nI want you to prosper and come proper\nEven if that means I ain't by your side\n\nOh yeah\nI just wanna see you smile (You smile)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, yeah)\nEven though it means I gotta let you go (Yeah)\nDependent on ya, gotta learn to be alone ('Lone)\n'Cause I'm so desensitized\nWhen our skin is touching (Yeah), I need drugs to love you (Yeah)\nYou want so much more from me, but I can only fuck you (You)\nI spent every day right beside you ('Side you), 'side you ('Side you)\nA hundred pics of me on your phone\nNow you're someone that I used to know\nAt this point, we playin' with fire (Fire), fire (Fire)\nYou don't wanna see what's in my phone\nIt's just gonna hurt you more (More)\n\nI'd do anything in my power to see you just smile (Oh yeah)\nI want you to prosper and come proper\nEven if that means I ain't by your side (Oh, oh)\nI'd do anything in my power (My power) to see you just smile\nI want you to prosper and come proper\nEven if that means I ain't by your side"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Snowchild"
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"content": " \nI used to pray when I was sixteen\nIf I didn't make it, then I'd probably make my wrist bleed\nNot to mislead, turned my nightmares into big dreams\nWhole squad mobbin' even though we only six deep\nI was singing notes while my niggas played with six keys\nWalking in the snow before I ever made my wrist freeze\nI was blowing smoke, had me dizzy like Gillespie\nNiggas had no homes, we were living in the dead streets\nYou couldn't find me like I'm Hoffa\nCover girls jumpin' out the page like they pop-ups\nSpending all my money on these niggas that I brought up\nTaking care of families for my brothers when they locked up\nAnd I had nothing to believe in\nDouble cup leanin', couldn't even breathe and\nFor that money, I was fiending\nCali was the mission but now a nigga leaving\n\nLeaving, leaving into the night\nNow a nigga leaving, leaving\nLeaving into the night, oh\n\nShe like my futuristic sounds in the new spaceship\nFuturistic sex, give her Philip K. dick\nShe never need a man, she what a man need\nSo I keep on falling for her daily\nWe was at Coachella going brazy\nStack a couple M's like I was Shady\nNow I'm in Tribeca like I'm Jay-Z\nRockin' Sorayama like he pay me\nI just signed a new deal with Mercedes\nGot me movin' dirty like I'm Swayze\nAll my diamonds dancing like they Swayze\nAll my diamonds hitting like they Swae Lee\nJet so big got a business and a coach\nAlways livin' on the road, rockin' Louis à la mode, nigga\nAnd for that money, I been fiending\nCali was the mission, but now a nigga leaving\n\nLeaving, leaving into the night\nNow a nigga leaving, leaving\nLeaving into the night, oh\n\nTwenty-mil' mansion, never lived in it\nZero-edge pool, never dipped in it\nSuperstar, neighbor in my business\nPaparazzi tryna catch me slippin' and\nGoin' on tour is my vacation\nEvery month, another accusation\nOnly thing I'm phobic of is failing\nI was never blessed with any patience\n\nSo a nigga leaving, leaving, leaving into the night\nNow a nigga leaving, leaving\nLeaving into the night, oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Some Way"
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"content": " \nYeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah\nNah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah\n\nIf I'ma talk, I'ma talk, I'ma keep it real\nMe and my boys, and my boys, we would split a pill\nNoodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal\nNow that we on, that we on, we gon' split a mill'\nI take a jet, take a jet when I'm overseas\nNone of my girls, of my girls gon' get over me\nShout-out to Hawk, shout-out Dooly, shout-out Hennessy\nThem be my bros, be my bros 'til the death of me\nNobody, nobody know how I really be\nI got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see\nDress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me\nFuck your phone calls, I don't want apologies\nEveryone said, yeah, they said I was gonna peak\nMost number ones, number ones in a nigga league\nI think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me\nShe say my fuck, and my tongue game a remedy\n\nOh yeah, yeah\nI just hit a lick, and I know you feelin' some way\n(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)\nI just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah\nShe just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way\nShe just want a nigga like me, I play no\n\nWay, we got 'em feelin' some way\nWay, 'cause you see XO in the place, told her, \"Wait\"\nI gotta get myself together, it's a date\nI spent two thousand on a sweater, way\nI think the belts inside the store look better on my waist\nI think my nuts look better on her face\nThis bitch got addicted, all she did was take a taste\nNow you gettin' mad because you got replaced\nThe brown boy and the Starboy on a track\nHaters gonna say \"this shit is wack\"\nI went to the hills straight from the trap\nI'ma fuck your bitch and give her back\nShe said she pop pills, I told her \"Stop it\"\nCheck my little pocket, I got options\nI'm the first brown boy to get it poppin'\nIf I say the word, my shooters gonna pop 'em\n\nOh yeah, yeah\nI just hit a lick, and I know you feelin' some way\n(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)\nI just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah\nShe just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way\nShe just want a nigga like me, I play no games"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Starboy"
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"content": " \nAyy\n\nI'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah\nP1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah\nMilli point two just to hurt you, ah\nAll red Lamb' just to tease you, ah\nNone of these toys on lease too, ah\nMade your whole year in a week too, yah\nMain bitch outta your league too, ah\nSide bitch outta your league too, ah\nHouse so empty, need a centerpiece\nTwenty racks a table, cut from ebony\nCut that ivory into skinny pieces\nThen she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah\nYou talkin' money, need a hearin' aid\nYou talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade\nSwitch up my style, I take any lane\nI switch up my cup, I kill any pain\n\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy\n\nEvery day, a nigga try to test me, ah\nEvery day, a nigga try to end me, ah\nPull off in that Roadster SV, ah\nPockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah\nComin' for the king, that's a far cry, I\nI come alive in the fall time, I\nThe competition, I don't really listen\nI'm in the blue Mulsanne, bumpin' New Edition\nHouse so empty, need a centerpiece\nTwenty racks a table, cut from ebony\nCut that ivory into skinny pieces\nThen she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah\nYou talkin' money, need a hearin' aid\nYou talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade\nSwitch up my style, I take any lane\nI switch up my cup, I kill any pain\n\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy\n\nLet a nigga brag Pitt\nLegend of the fall, took the year like a bandit\nBought Mama a crib and a brand new wagon\nNow she hit the grocery shop lookin' lavish\nStar Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan\nGirls get loose when they hear this song\nA hundred on the dash get me close to God\nWe don't pray for love, we just pray for cars\nHouse so empty, need a centerpiece\nTwenty racks a table, cut from ebony\nCut that ivory into skinny pieces\nThen she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah\nYou talkin' money, need a hearin' aid\nYou talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade\nSwitch up my style, I take any lane\nI switch up my cup, I kill any pain\n\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nLook what you've done\n(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)\nI'm a motherfuckin' starboy"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Stargirl Interlude"
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"content": " \nI had a vision\nA vision of my nails in the kitchen\nScratchin' counter tops, I was screamin'\nMy back arched like a cat\nMy position couldn't stop, you were hittin'\nAnd I shouldn't cry, but I love it, starboy\nAnd I shouldn't cry, but I love it (I love it), starboy\nAnd I shouldn't cry, but I love it, starboy\nAnd I shouldn't cry, but I love it, starboy\n\nI just wanna see you shine 'cause I know you are a stargirl\nI just wanna see you shine 'cause I know you are a stargirl\nI just wanna see you shine 'cause I know you are a stargirl\nI just wanna see you shine 'cause I know you are a stargirl"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Starry Eyes"
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"content": " I only met you in my dreams before\nWhen I was young and alone in the world\nYou were there when I needed someone\nTo call my girl\nAnd now you're my reality\nAnd I wanna feel you close\nBut you're defeated, baby\nBroken, hurtin', sufferin' from a shattered soul\nOh woah, a shattered soul\nOh, oh-oh\nLet me be there\nLet me be there for your heart\nLet me be there\nI can be there 'til you're whole\nYou weren't touched by a man in so long\n'Cause the last time, it was way too strong\nLet me be there\nLet me be there for your heart\nLet me love you\nLet me love you like you need\nAnd I'll make it\nMake it my responsibility\nI'll be there every step of the way, uh\nI'll get you back on your feet\nLet me love you\nLet me love you like you need\nAnd you can kick me\nKick me to the curb\nIt's okay, baby\nI promise that I felt worse\nBack then, I was starry eyed\nAnd now I'm so cynical\nBaby, break me\nKick me to the curb\nOh woah\nMm-mm"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled São Paulo"
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"content": " \nBota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser\nBota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser\n\nO novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha\nHoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha\nO novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha\nHoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha\n\nEvery time I try to run, you put your curse all over me\nI surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me\nEvery time I try to pray you away, you got me on my knees\nI surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me\n\nI love it when you turn me on\nI love it when you turn it on\nI love it when you turn me on\nSo come back in and turn it on\n\nBota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser (Turn me on)\n(Turn me on) O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha\n(Turn me on) Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha\n(Turn me on) O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha\nHoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a larissinha (Turn me on)\n\nBota na boca, bota na cara\nBota na boca, bota na cara\nBota na boca, bota na cara\nBota na boca, bota na cara\nBota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser\n\n\n\nBaby, ride me 'til the darkness of the night\nKill me softly like you want me euthanized, oh yeah\n\nHot like risin' sun, burnin' everything she touch\nShe don't even want your money, can buy you and someone else\nShe's addicted to the rush, I can never get enough\nShe desensitized to money, need to pay with something else\n\nBaby, you turn me on\nBaby, you turn me on\nBaby, you turn me on\nGirl, you turn me on\n\nHit it from the back, she louder than two sold-out nights\nI think she fell in love, she said she trust me with her life, oh\n\nHot like risin' sun, burnin' everything she touch\nShe don't even want your money, can buy you and someone else\nShe's addicted to the rush, I could never get enough (Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota na boca, bota na cara)\nShe desensitized to money, need to pay with something else\n\nBaby, turn me on (I love it when you turn me on)\nI love it when you turn me on (I love it when you turn me on)\nSee how you turn me on? (I love it when you turn me on)\nI love it when you turn me on, oh (So now I gotta turn it on)\n\nOh, baby\nOh, oh\nOh, oh\nOh, oh\nOh, oh, oh\nTake it easy, easy on me (Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser)\nTake it easy, easy on me, oh (Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser)\nTake it easy, easy on me\nOh, oh, oh\n\nBota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser\nBota na boca, bota na cara, bota na boca, bota na cara\nBota na boca, bota na cara\nBota na boca, bota na cara\nBota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Take Me Back to LA"
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"content": " \nTake me back to LA\nWhere the sun would kiss on my face\nNow the sunshine tracks my skin\nI stayed too long\nTake me back to a time\nWhen my blood never tasted like wine\nMy love could fill a sea\nBut now I can't even feel the breeze\n\nAnd it hurts when I think about (Think about)\nThe nights we would always shout\nMy voice cracking when we scream\nYou scream, we scream\nAnd I watched while you wiped your eyes (Wiped your eyes)\nThеn I learned to cover minе\nAnd that's when I realized that\n\nIt's better when I'm by myself, yeah\nBy myself\nUh, by myself, yeah\nOh, it's better when I'm by myself\n\nTake me back to a place\nWhere the snow would fall on my face\nAnd I miss my city lights\nI left too young\nTake me back to a time\nThe trophies that I had would still shine\nNow I have nothing real left\nI want my soul\n\nAnd it hurts when I think about (Think about)\nThe days I would tell myself\nIt's okay for me to scream\nTo scream, to scream\nI put my hand over the fire ('Ver the fire)\nAnd see if I can still cry (Can still cry)\nAnd that's when I realize that\n\nI hate it when I'm by myself\nBy myself (Oh)\nBy myself\nOh, I hate it when I'm by myself (Oh)\nOh, myself\nOh, by myself\n(I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be)\nI hate it when I'm by myself\n\nBy myself\nCold, by myself (Na-na-na-na-na-na)\nBy my— oh\nBy myself\nBy myself\nBy myself\nBy myself"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Take Me Back"
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"content": "I've been manipulated a hundred times, but\nNone of them felt so soft and kind, and\nHell is a place for what we tried, but\nNever felt so wrong in my mind, and\nNever understood why Mama cried, and\nCould it be because our secret's hiding?\nI always thought someday you'd find us, but\nWaiting for you is like slowly dying\n\n'Cause you kept me warm\nYou held me close until you let me go\nNow my blood is cold\nI never had the time to let you know\n\nTake me back, take me back\nTakе me back\nTake me back, takе me back\nTake me back\n\nAll of me, take all of me\nAll of me, all of me\nTake me back, take me back\nTake me back\n\nWhere do we go from here?\nHold my heart and set me free\nWhere do we go from here?\nKiss me with each melody\nSomeone I used to fear\n'Cause I loved your forbidden touch\nThe thought of you cut so deep\nSo I'll open up my scars\n\n'Cause it keeps me warm\nJust hold me close, I'll never let you go\n'Cause now my blood is cold\nI'm waiting for the day you call my phone\n\nTake me back, take me back\nTake me back\nTake me back, take me back\nTake me back\n\nAll of me, take all of me\nAll of me, all of me\nTake me back, take me back\nTake me back"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Take My Breath"
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"content": " \nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nI saw the fire in your eyes\nI saw the fire when I look into your eyes\nYou tell me things you wanna try (Uh)\nI know temptation is the devil in disguise\nYou risk it all to feel alive, oh yeah\nYou're offering yourself to me like sacrifice\nYou said you do this all the time\nTell me you love me if I bring you to the light\n\nIt's like a dream what she feels with me\nShe loves to be on the edge\nHer fantasy is okay with me\nThen suddenly, baby says\n\nTake my breath away\nAnd make it last forever, babe\nDo it now or never, babe (Ah)\nTake my breath away\nNobody does it better, babe\nBring me close to—\n\nWant me to hold on to you tight\nYou pull me closer, feel the heat between your thighs (Uh, say)\nYou're way too young to end your life (Huh)\nGirl, I don't wanna be the one who pays the price\n\nOoh, it's like a dream what she feels with me\nShe loves to be on the edge\nHer fantasy is okay with me\nThen suddenly, baby says\n\nTake my breath away\nAnd make it last forever, babe\nDo it now or never, babe (Ah)\nTake my breath away\nNobody does it better, babe\nBring me close to heaven, babe (Uh)\nTake my breath\n\nOh, oh-ooh\nAnd they'll see me\nOh-ooh, ooh (Yeah, say)\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh\n\nTake my breath away (Take my breath away)\nAnd make it last forever, babe\nDo it now or never, babe (Ah)\nTake my breath away (Take my breath away)\nNobody does it better, babe\nBring me close to heaven, babe (Take my breath)\nTake my breath (Take my breath a—, breath away)\n(Nobody)\nTake my breath (Take my breath a—, breath away)\nNobody does it better, babe\nBring me close to heaven, babe (Uh)\nTake my breath"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Tears In The Rain"
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"content": " \nThey all feel the same\nAdjust to the fame\n'Cause no one will love you like her\nIt's pointless\nLike tears in the rain\nSo now that she's gone\nEmbrace all that comes\nAnd die with a smile\nDon't show the world how alone you've become\nThey all feel the same\nAdjust to the fame\n'Cause no one will love you like her\nIt's pointless\nLike tears in the rain (Like tears in the rain, hmm)\n\nWhen it's said and done\nI already felt love\nAnd I let it end up\nEnd up dying by itself\nAnd when it's said and done\nYou were better off\nYou deserve real love\nAnd I deserve to be by myself\n'Cause I've gone too far\nAnd I started too young\nTo give up\nAnd even if I changed\nIt would be too late\nI exposed my ways\nNow every girl I touch\n\nThey all feel the same\nAdjust to the fame, ooh\n'Cause no one will love you like her\nIt's pointless\nLike tears in the rain (Like tears in the rain)\nSo now that she's gone (Oh, no)\nEmbrace all that comes (Embrace all that comes)\nAnd die with a smile\nDon't show the world how alone you've become (Alone you've become)\nThey all feel the same\n\nI should've let you leave\nBut I let you watch me slip away\nI could've set you free\nBut I'm selfish\nI watched you stay, oh, yeah\n\nShe has no recollection\nOf the life she had without me\nShe let it slip away, away, away\nSo sad it had to be this\nShe forgot the good things about me\nShe let it slip away, away, away\nShe has no recollection\nOf the life she had without me\nShe let it slip away, away, away\nSo sad it had to be this\nShe forgot the good things about me\nShe let it slip away, away, away\n\nThey all feel the same (Ooh)\nAdjust to the fame (Adjust to the fame, baby)\n'Cause no one will love you like her (No one could love me)\nIt's pointless (No one's gonna love me)\nLike tears in the rain (No one can love no more)\nSo now that she's gone (Oh, now that she's gone, baby)\nEmbrace all that comes (Oh, embrace all that comes)\nAnd die with a smile\nDon't show the world how alone you've become (I'm not gonna show the world, oh, how alone I've become, oh)\nThey all feel the same (Ooh, baby, ooh, baby)\nAdjust to the fame (Ohh, adjust to the fame, I ain't tryin' to be alone, baby)\n'Cause no one will love you like her (No one's gonna love you no more)\nIt's pointless\nLike tears in the rain (Ooh, ooh, ooh)\nSo now that she's gone (Ooh, baby, no one's gonna love me no more)\nEmbrace all that comes\nAnd die with a smile\nDon't show the world how alone you've become (No one's gonna love me, no, woah, yeah)\n\nShe has no recollection\nOf the life she had without me\nShe let it slip away, away, away\nSo sad it had to be this\nShe forgot the good things about me\nShe let it slip away, away, away"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Tell Your Friends"
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"content": " \n\nWe are not the same, I am too reckless\nI'm not tryna go in that direction\nThese niggas, they been doin' too much flexin'\nAnd they about to call the wrong attention\nAnd I don't got no patience, no more testin'\nI do shit how I want, don't need no blessin'\nXO niggas ain't nothin' to mess with\nNobody stoppin' us, oh, no, we destined\nAnd everybody 'round you is so basic\nI'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist\nI don't drink my liquor wit' a chase in\nThat money is the only thing I'm chasin'\nAnd some dope dimes on some coke lines\nGimme head all night, cum four times\nBaby girl just wanna smoke a pound\nDo an ounce, get some dick, tell her friends about it\n\nGo tell your friends about it (About it)\nGo tell your friends about it (About it, hey)\nGo tell 'em what you know, what you seen\nHow I roll, how I get it on the low (Oh, woah)\nGo tell your friends about it (About it)\nGo tell your friends about it\nI'm that nigga with the hair\nSingin' 'bout poppin' pills, (Yeah, yeah) fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill\n\nLast year I did all the politickin'\nThis year I'ma focus on the vision (That vision)\nI think these hoes deserve another fixin' (Fixin')\nI'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin' (Oh, oh, oh)\nDon't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user\nI'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters\nI'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin'\nI'ma spend it all on bitches (On bitches)\nAnd everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin' (Fuckin')\nPussy on the house, everybody fuckin' (Fuckin')\nMan, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute (Been a minute)\nMIA a habit, Cali was the mission (Ooh, woah)\nCruise through the west-end in my new Benz (Ooh, woah)\nI'm just tryna live life through a new lens (Oh, woah, ho)\nDrivin' by the streets I used to walk through\nWhen I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle\n\nGo tell your friends about it (About it)\nGo tell your friends about it (About it, hey)\nGo tell 'em what you know, what you seen (Oh, ho-woah, oh)\nHow I roll, how I get it on the low\nGo tell your friends about it (About it)\nGo tell your friends about it\nI'm that nigga with the hair\nSingin' 'bout poppin' pills, (Yeah, yeah) fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill\n\nRoll some, think I’ll roll some\nTo know some, if we both honest\nWho lasts? (Who lasts?)\nYeah, you lie (You lie)\nSpent the whole summer\nTryna be at the wrong place at the right time\nBut I know what's mine when I see it\nI know, know\nMy cousin said I made it big and it's unusual (Unusual)\nShe tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral (Funeral)\nUsed to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen Street anthems (Queen Street anthems)\nUsed to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon (That wagon)\nAnd I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke (So broke)\nI used to roam around the town when I was homeless (No, no, no, no, no)\nMe and La Mar would rob a nigga for his Jordans\nAnd flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix\nNow we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices (Got choices)\nLay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices (Got choices)\nAnd if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices (Got choices)\n\nThey told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless\nYeah, that shit is pointless (Pointless)\nThey told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless\nYeah, that shit is pointless (Pointless)\nThey told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless\n\nGo tell your friends about it (About it)\nGo tell your friends about it (About it, hey)\nGo tell 'em what you know, what you seen (Oh)\nHow I roll, how I get it on the low (Ooh, ooh)\nGo tell your friends about it (About it)\nGo tell your friends about it\nI'm that nigga with the hair\nSingin' 'bout poppin' pills, (Yeah, yeah) fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill\n\nLife so trill\n(Politickin', yeah)\nLife so trill\nLife so trill (Life so trill)\n(I'm that nigga with the—)\nLife so trill\nLife so trill (Ooh, ooh, ooh)\n(Life so trill)\n(Life so trill)\n(Yeah, yeah)\nLife so trill"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Abyss"
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"content": " \nI tried my best to not let you go\nI don't like the view\nFrom halfway down\nJust promise me that it won't be slow\nWill I feel the impact of the ground?\nI tried to be something that I'll never be\nWhy waste another precious hour?\nWhy waste another precious ounce?\nI'd rather leave somewhat of a legacy\nFamiliar\nA thought that's so familiar\n\nLet me close my eyes with dignity\nLet's end it all, the world's not far behind\nSo what's the point of staying?\nIt's going up in flames, I know\nYes, I know, ooh\nOh-oh-oh\n\nHey-hey\nOh-oh\n(Hey)\n\nJust hold my heartbeat close to you\nRemember how it always beats for you\nI'm falling at the speed of light\nI'm staring at your shrinking face, don't cry\nYou know my heart belongs to you\nOne last time, say that you want me too\nThe only words that gave me life\nNow I'll see you on the other side\n\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\n\nOh, mama, I'll pray\nI'm running away\nOh-oh\nHey-hey (Oh, no)\nOh-oh\nHey-hey\nIs a threat not a promise? (Mmm)\nIf you're looking for rage (Mmm, oh)\nIf you're looking for ragin'\nQuiet for days\nBaby, running away\nAyy-yeah\nIt's a threat, not a promise\nIt's a threat, not a promise\nYeah-yeah\nAh-ha (Oh)\nAh-ha (Oh)\nAh-ha\nAh-ha\nMama, I'll pray\nMama, I'll pray"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Birds Pt. 1"
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"content": " \nAye, oh yeah\n\nHope you see\nIt won't mean a thing to me\nI've been doing this too long\nBaby girl, I've felt it all (Ooh)\nSo watch out\nIf you try to play your luck (Ooh)\nAin't nobody gonna care enough\nTo catch you fall\n\nSo don't you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nNobody needs to fall in love\nI swear I'm just a bird\nGirl, I'm just another bird\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nLike me (Like me) (Oh)\n\nOh yeah\nYou tried\nYou tried to warn me\nBut, baby, I'm warning you\nGirl, I'll show you\nThis is no game\nYou'll be falling to a point of no return\nNo return\n\nDon't you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nNobody needs to fall in love\n'Cause I'm just a bird (Ah)\nGirl, I'm just another bird (Woo)\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nNobody needs to fall in love\n\nI know you're rolling hard with it, don't lie\nI know it's got a hold on you\nI know you're rolling with it\nBaby, don't you lie, baby\nI know you're rolling hard with it, don't lie (La, la, la)\nI know it's got a hold of you (La, la, la, la)\nI know you're rolling with it (La, la, la)\nBaby, don't you lie, baby (La, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n\nSo don't you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nLike me\n'Cause, girl, I'm just a bird\nGirl, I'm just another bird\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nLike me"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Birds Pt. 2"
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"content": " \n\nWoah, with a nigga like me\nWoah, with a nigga like me\n\nShe said \"Please, mercy me, mercy me\nLet me fall outta love, before you fuck her, before you fuck her\"\nShe begged me, she gave me all her pills\nNow my back hurts\nOh, she lost control\n\nNow she pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nBaby got her pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nShe said it won't be long before she falls out of love\nIt won't be long before she falls out of love\n\nSandpaper kisses, papercut bliss\nDon't know what this is, but it all leads to this\nYou're gonna leave her\nYou have deceived her\nYou're just a bird\nJust a bird\n\nI tried to kiss you\nBut you never let me miss you\nBut you never let me miss you\nI thought I told you\nI'm not him, I'm not him\nLook what you did, nobody forced your hand\nAnd don't you fall for a nigga like me, I begged, I begged\n\nNow you're pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nNow you're pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nShe said it won't be long before she falls out of love\nIt won't be long, before she falls out of love\n\nSandpaper kisses, papercut bliss (Oh, my love)\nDon't know what this is, but it all leads to this\nYou're gonna leave her (If she only knew)\nYou have deceived her\nYou're just a bird\nJust a bird\n\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n\n(Crows cawing)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Fall"
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"content": " \nOh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOoh\n\nYou been pickin' my voice to dance to\nYou say my money no good in here, even though I didn't ask you\nAnd it's the most you've worked\nEven though I probably don't deserve this girl\nBut you been dreamin' for this moment, so you have to\nBaby, it's okay\nI got show money, baby\nI wanna show you how I blow money, baby\nI wanna show you how I throw money, baby\nI'm a kid, so it's hard for me to hold money, baby, ooh-ah\n'Cause I'm a star\nDon't get it twisted, got some trappers in my car\nWhat kind of caps? I got the brownest of them all\nSomebody pop 'em before we pop 'em all\nBefore we pop 'em all\n\nSaying this ain't nothing, but it's all I need\nAnd the peak ain't reached, but the peak is all I feel\nAnd it feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good, good, good, good\n\nOh yeah, I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nI ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\n'Cause I ain't scared of the fall\n\nMama, I understand why you're mad\nAnd it hurts to accept what I am\nAnd how I live\nAnd what I do\nBut I've been good since Thursday\nYes, I've been good since Thursday\nSo you can watch my love vanish in a girl with no talent\nBut to make mula vanish call her friend for my friend\nAnd her friend's name's Lexus\nI let my niggas test it\nHer morals worth a cent and best believe I already spent it\nMy blunt full of B.C, my cup full of Texas\nFlown on that OVO jet, yeah I said it\nI was born to be reckless\nWas forced to make records\nSo you ain't gotta ask, \"Who's next? Who's next?\"\n\nThis ain't nothing (No), but it's all I need (It's all I need)\nAnd the peak ain't reached (Ooh-ah), but the peak is all I feel (Ooh)\nAnd it feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good, good, good, good\n\nOoh (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nOoh, the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nThe fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall\n\nOh yeah\nWoah-ooh-oh\nWoah-oh-oh\nWoa-ooh-ooh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah\nWoah, yeah\n\nXO\nXO\nXO\nXO\nXO\nWoa-oh-oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Hills"
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"content": " \nYeah\nYeah\nYeah\n\nYour man on the road, he doin' promo\nYou said, \"Keep our business on the low-low\"\nI'm just tryna get you out the friend zone\n'Cause you look even better than the photos\nI can't find your house, send me the info\nDrivin' through the gated residential\nFound out I was comin', sent your friends home\nKeep on tryna hide it, but your friends know\n\nI only call you when it's half-past five\nThe only time that I'll be by your side\nI only love it when you touch me, not feel me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah\nI only call you when it's half-past five\nThe only time I'd ever call you mine\nI only love it when you touch me, not feel me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe\n\nI'ma let you know and keep it simple\nTryna keep it up don't seem so simple\nI just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you\nAnd you gon' have to do it at my tempo\nAlways tryna send me off to rehab\nDrugs started feelin' like it's decaf\nI'm just tryna live life for the moment\nAnd all these motherfuckers want a relapse\n\nI only call you when it's half-past five\nThe only time that I'll be by your side\nI only love it when you touch me, not feel me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah\nI only call you when it's half-past five\nThe only time I'd ever call you mine\nI only love it when you touch me, not feel me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe\n\nHills have eyes, the hills have eyes\nWho are you to judge? Who are you to judge?\nHide your lies, girl, hide your lies (Hide your lies, oh, baby)\nOnly you to trust, only you\n\nI only call you when it's half-past five\nThe only time that I'll be by your side\nI only love it when you touch me, not feel me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah\nI only call you when it's half-past five\nThe only time I'd ever call you mine\nI only love it when you touch me, not feel me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me\nWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe\n\nEwedihalehu\nYene konjo, ewedihalehu\nYene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir\nYene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir\nEwedihalehu\nYene konjo, ewedihalehu..."
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Knowing"
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"content": " \nOh, oh, oh\nOh, yeah, yeah, ayy\n\nI know what you did\nI know\nSo I'ma let you taste her\nI ain't washing my sins\nI ain't washing my sins\n\nNow we're lying about the nights\nHiding all it behind the smiles\nTake a look at what you did (Ayy)\nYou probably thought that you'd break my heart (Oh-oh-oh-ooh)\nYou probably thought that you'd make me cry\nBut, baby, it's okay\nI swear it's okay\n\n'Cause I know everything (Yeah)\nI know everything (Yeah, yeah)\nI know everything (Everything, ayy, ayy)\nI know everything (Yeah, yeah)\n\nNow these tides don't twist like they did before\nTryin' to keep me up\nAnd you are dry\nBut, baby, it don't hurt\nOh, like you thought it would\nThe more of you the merrier (Oh-oh-oh-ooh)\n\nNow we're lying about the nights\nHiding all it behind the smiles (Ooh)\nTake a look at what you did (Ooh, hey)\nYou probably thought that you'd break my heart (Ooh, ooh)\nYou probably thought that you'd make me cry (Woo)\nBut, baby, it's okay\nIt's okay, ayy\n\nI know everything\nI know everything (Yeah)\nEverything (Yeah)\nI know everything (Everything)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Morning"
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"content": " \nI'm fucking gone right now\nI'm fucking gone right now\n\"Listen, listen\"\n\nFrom the morning to the evening\nComplaints from the tenants\nGot the walls kicking like they six months pregnant\nDrinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast\nGirls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven\nSky's getting cold, we're flying from the north\nRockin' with our city like a sold out show\nHouse full of pros that specialize in the ho'in'\nMake that money rain as they taking off they clothes\nOrder plane tickets\nCali is the mission\nVisit every month like I'm split life living\nLet the world listen\nIf a hater's caught slipping\nThen my niggas stay tight\nGot my back like Pippen\nFast life gripping\nYeah, we still tippin'\nCodeine cups paint a picture so vivid\nFakes try to mimic\nGet girls timid\nBut behind closed doors they get poles so rigid\n\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money she be folding\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work\n\nPush it to the limit\nPush it through the pain\nI push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game\nA virgin to that money\nA virgin to the fame\nSo this my only chance\nAnd when I'm over only pray\nThat I flow from the bottom\nCloser to the top\nThe higher that I climb\nThe harder I'ma drop\nThese pussy ass niggas tryna hold on to their credit\nSo I tell them use a debit\nWatch they image start to lessen\nI warn them like discretion\nWhy these niggas testing?\nAlways fucking testing\nWhy these niggas testing?\nShit that I got them on straight bar hopping\nTo the music of the ambiance\nGet shit popping\nZombies of the night (Zombies of the night)\nNiggas ain't talking if they hyping to the crew\nGet it in like pockets\nDowntown loving\nWhen the moon coming\nOnly place to find bassheads and hot women\n\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money she be folding\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work\n\nBetter slow down\nShe'll feel it in the morning\nAin't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning\nToo damn raw, ain't no nigga with her rollin'\nAin't no nigga that she holding\nMan, her love is too damn foreign\nLook at all that money\nThe money is the motive (The money is the motive)\nAll that money\nThe money she be folding (The money she be folding)\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\n\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money she be folding\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Party & The After Party"
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"content": " \n\nI understand, your body wants it\nI know your thoughts, oh you 'bout it, 'bout it\nYou're a big girl, and it's your world\nAnd I'ma let you do it how you wanna\n\nGirl, I'll ride with it, ride with it\nI know you know, I know you wanna ride with it\nDon't be shy with it, I'll supply with it\nI got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl\nWith your Louis V. bag, tats on your arms\nHigh heel shoes make you six feet tall\nEverybody wants you, you can have them all\nBut I got what you need\nGirl, I got your bag, I got it all\nHold your drink, baby, don't you fall\nBe there in a minute, baby, just one call\nYou don't gotta ask me\n\nYou always go to the parties (Oh, oh)\nTo pluck the feathers off all the birds (Oh)\nYou always go to the parties\nOn your knees\nI would not beg you, please\n\nGirl, pick up them shoes, I'll race your ass up all them stairs\nJust grab a room, I swear no one will (Interfere)\nGirl, bring your friends, if you want, we can share\nOr we can keep it simple, baby, we can just\n\nRide with it, ride with it\nI know you know, I know you wanna–*sniff*–with it\nDon't be shy with it, I'll supply with it\nI got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl\nWith your Louis V. bag, tats on ya arms\nHigh heel shoes make you six feet tall\nEverybody wants you, you can have them all\nI got what you need\nGirl, I got your bag, I got it all\nHold your drink, baby, don't you fall\nBe there in a minute, baby, just one call\nYou don't gotta ask me\n\nYou always go to the parties (Oh)\nTo pluck the feathers off all the birds\nYou always go to the parties\nOn your knees\nI would not beg you, please\nI would not, I would not, I would not\nI would not, I will not\nI would not, I will not\n\nRide with it, ride with it\nI know you know\nI know you wanna line with it\nDon't be shy with it\nI'll supply with it\nI got you, girl\nOh, I got it, girl\nDon't you lie with it (Lie)\nLie with it (Lie)\nI know you know\nI know you wanna (Wanna, wanna, wanna)\nOoh (Ooh)\nOoh (Ooh)\nI got you, girl\nOh, I got you, girl\nOoh\nOh, I got it, girl\nOh, I got it, girl\n\nI think I'm fucking gone, rolling on this floor\nMessing up your carpet, I'll get on it after four more\nSessions of this 'Tron on your floor\nShould have fucking pulled, but I fucking rolled\nFeeling like a million bucks before\nI walked through this door\nWhen I walked through your door\nCan't believe I made it\nBut I made it that's for sure\nFor sure\nYour loving\nI need more\nI need yours\nShe ain't looking for that unconditional\nWhat the fuck these bitches on?\nThey want what I'm sitting on\nThey don't want my love\nThey just want my potential\nFuck it, I'll be sipping on this, baby, living off bliss\nGot me drowning in your love\nGot me drowning in the mist\nGimme right attention\nOr I'll start drowning from my wrist\nBaby, if you knew\nThe feeling I would give to\nYou (Ah)\nOh, you (Ahh)\nYou\n(Ah)Oh, you\n'Cause I got it, girl (Ah)\nOh, I got it, girl (Ahh)\nWith me (Ah)\nWith me\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nOh, I got it, girl (Ah)\nOh, I got it, girl (Ahh)\nWith me (Ah)\nWith me (Ahh)\n\nI, I got a brand new girl\nCall her Rudolph\nShe'll probably O.D. before I show her to momma\nAll these girls try to tell me she got no love\nBut all these girls never ever got her blowjob\nRingtone on silent\nAnd if she stops, then I might get violent\nNo call is worth stopping\nSo, momma, please stop calling\nAnd we can play all night\nIt just takes one night\nTo let me fucking prove\nThis feeling I would give to\n\nYou (Ah)\nOh, you (Ahh)\nYou (Ah)\nOh, you (Ahh)\nOh, I got it, girl (Ah)\nWell, I got it, girl\nWith me, with me\nWith you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nOh, I got it, girl (Ah)\nYeah, I got it, girl\nWith me, with me\n\nOh, ooh (Ah-ahh)\nOh, (Ah-ahh) oh-oh-oh-oh (Ah-Ahh)\nOh, I got it, girl"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Town"
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"content": " \nYou did many things\nThat I liked, that I liked\nAnd you like diamond rings\nI can provide, I can provide for you\nYou made me feel so good\nBefore I left\nOn the road\nAnd you deserve your name\nOn a crown, on a throne\nYou did many things\nThat I liked, that I liked\nAnd you like diamond rings\nI can provide, I can provide for you\nYou made me feel so good\nBefore I left\nOn the road\nAnd you deserve your name\nOn a crown, on a throne\n\nI haven't been around my town in a long while\nI apologize, but I\nI've been trying to get this money like I got a couple kids who rely\nOn me\nBut I remember on the bathroom floor\n'Fore I went on tour\nLike you said we couldn't do it again\n'Cause you had a thing with some other man\nYou said it was love\nAnd you said you were lost\nThen you wished me good luck\nTo find somebody to love\nBut, oooh\nNow I've heard that you're single\nAnd uh-huh, I'll give you something to live for\nYes, I will\n\nHoney, please\nYou never thought you'd ever see my face again\nBut your love just swayed the lies\nWhen he stared into your eyes\nHe just might be too good for you\nYou're almost dead to him\nYou're sleeping with a frozen heart\nWell, baby girl, it's over now\nAnd you can always count on me\nYour unshackled boy, unrestrained to touch\nSo immune to love\nAnd it feels so priceless to me\nThat you're always free\nThat you'll take me in\nNow I'm everything, your everything\nI bet you'll take me in\nI know you'll take me in now\nThe same place I left you in (We)\nI bet you'll take me in\nI know you'll take me in, I know you'll take me in\nThe same place I left you in\n\nWe\nWho?\nOooh...\nOooooooh...\nNo ho...\nLet her know...\n\nYou did many things\nThat I liked, that I liked\nAnd you like diamond rings\nI can provide, I can provide for you\nYou made me feel so good\nBefore I left\nOn the road\nAnd you deserve your name\nOn a crown, on a throne"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Zone"
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"content": " \n\nOoh ahh\nOoh ahh, ahh\nOhh yeah, yeah\nOoh ahh, ahh\n\nWhy you rushing me, baby?\nIt's only us, alone\nI don't want to die tonight, baby\nSo lemme sip this slow\nI'll give you what you called for\nJust let me get in my zone\nI'll be making love to her through you\nSo let me keep my eyes closed\n\nAnd I won't see a damn thing\nI can't feel a damn thing\nBut I'ma touch you right\nI won't see a damn thing\nI can't feel a damn thing\nBut I'ma touch you right (Oh yeah)\n\nI'ma touch you right (Ooh yeah)\n(Just let me sip this slow)\nI'ma touch you right\n(Let me get inside my zone)\nI'ma touch you right (Oh yeah)\n(Just let me)\nOhh ahh, ahh\nOoh yeah\n\nAnd I'ma lean, 'til I fall, ooh yeah\nAnd I don't give a damn\nI felt the ground before\nI left it all behind, baby\nI didn't need no one\nBut I'm in need tonight baby\nI've been alone for too long\nOhh, oh yeah\n\nSo, I won't say a damn thing\nI can't feel a damn thing\nBut I'ma touch you right (Ooh, yeah)\nOh, I can't see a damn thing\nI can't feel a damn thing\nBut I'ma touch you right (Ooh)\n\nI'ma touch you right (Ohh yeah)\n(Just let me sip this slow)\nOoh, I'ma touch you right\n(Let me get inside my zone)\nOoh, I'ma touch you right\n(Just let me)\nOhh ahh, ahh\nOoh, yeah\n\n\nWoah, all these broken hearts on that pole\nMan, if pole dancing's an art, you know how many fuckin' artists I know?\nGot some new bills in the mail, got some big favors I owe\nGot some good things ahead of me when these bad bitches let go\nWell girl let's go, walk your broken heart through that door\nSit your sexy ass on that couch\nWipe that lipstick off of your mouth\nI take it slow\nShe in love with my crew\nShe said make enough so I can try some\nI thought taking drugs just ain't you, be you\nYeah girl, just be you\nAnd I do this shit for my hometown, it been going down, it ain't new\nThat's that north north, that up top\nThat OVO and that XO\nYour girlfriend at our next show\nBut it's all good, don't stress though\nFirst night fuck, never really planned it\nTake a deep breath, no one need to panic\nLips so French, ass so Spanish\nShe don't really like attention, I don't know if she gon' manage out here\nBut she got me all up in my zone\nSaid she like the view I got in this place, shit I did all of that on my own\nAw yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Thursday"
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"content": " \nI love her, today\n‘Cause it's Wednesday, I won't be late\nOoh, now I need to know\nIf you're feeling when I'm free\n\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday\nSunday, but on Thursday, Thursday\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, make sure\nYou are thirsty, oh, on Thursday, baby\nGet ready, oh, on Thursday\nWhy you calling? Oh, on Thursday\nJust wait on Thursday, baby\nOnly Thursday\n\nWoah\nGirl I try, girl I try\nI've been here for too long\nBaby, don't cry\nWhy are you calling again? (Oh, again)\nBut it's not Thursday, baby why you calling?\n\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday\nSunday, but on Thursday, Thursday\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday But on Thursday, make sure\nYou are thirsty, oh, on Thursday, baby\nGet ready, oh, on Thursday\nWhy you holding in, oh, on Thursday\nJust wait on Thursday, baby\nOnly Thursday\n\nThursday (Woah)\nThursday\n(Girl, get beautiful)\nFriday (Woah)\nThursday\n(Girl, get beautiful)\nThursday\n(Baby, I’m rushin' to it 'til then)\nThursday\n(Girl, get ready already)\nThursday (Woah)\nThursday\nThursday (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)\nThursday (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)\nThursday (Ooh yeah)\nThursday (Ooh)\nOhh yeah\nYeah, yeah\nOhh yeah\nYeah, Yeah\nWoahh\nYeah, yeah\nWoahh\nYeah, yeah, mm"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Till Dawn (Here Comes The Sun)"
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"content": " \nI tell myself that I'll take you for the last time\nI'll be over you eventually\nTime after time, you seem to brush me off\nI understand what we have become\nYou wash your neck when you leave, now I know your routine\nI was in love with your mystery\nNow I'll just take what I can get from you\nI'm not embarrassed to be what you want me to be\n\n'Cause unlike you, I got nothing to hide\nI don't pretend to have any shame\nI got a box you can put all your lies in\nUntil the end of days\nYou know that I will be a call away\nThe call you'll make when you're all alone\nAnd I know that I will always be the one\nYou repent when you are done\n\nWell, here comes the sun\nAnd you're in my arms\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night\n\nYou just wanna fill the void now\nI can tell that you've been yelling at him all night long\nAnd I can hear it in your voice now\nHe got you smoking extra packs a day\nDon't you worry 'bout me talking\nI know why you've been coming\nI'll be quiet, this ain't nothing to me\nJust wrap your legs around my waist\nI won't stop until you ask me\nDon't you worry 'bout us messing up my sheets\n\n'Cause unlike you, I got nothing to hide\nI don't pretend to have any shame\nI got a box you can put all your lies in\nUntil the end of days, ooh\nYou know that I will be a call away\nThe call you'll make when you're all alone\nAnd I know that I will always be the one\nYou repent when you are done\n\nWell, here comes the sun\nAnd you're in my arms\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night\nWell, here comes the sun\nAnd you're in my arms\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nYou're gonna hate him then you'll want me\nThen you'll miss him (Girl), then you'll hate me\nGirl, I know you so well (Girl, I know you so well)\nGirl, I know your routine (Yes, I know your routine)\nYou're gonna hate him (Hate him), then you'll want me (Want me)\nThen you'll miss him (Baby), then you'll hate me\nGirl, I know you so well (Girl, I know you so well)\nGirl, I know your routine (Ooh, woah)\n\nWell, here comes the sun (Baby)\nAnd you're in my arms (Oh yeah)\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance (Oh)\nThat you'll stay through the night (Yeah)\nWell, here comes the sun (Ooh)\nAnd you're in my arms (Oh)\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night (Woah)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Timeless"
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"content": " \nSun is shining, it's over\nIt's tomorrow\nBathe yourself in the light, in your love\nXO\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, no\n\nEver since I was a jit, knew I was the shit (Ooh, yeah)\nShawty keep wanna come 'round, she wanna get hit (Wanna get hit so hard)\nShe think she the main because I keep her by my side\nDouble-O, bust down the watch, she know that I'm timeless (Timeless)\nI put my son in some Rick\nI pull that gun off the hip\nPockets hold twenty-two clips (Ah)\nI break her heart, Comme Garçon\nPut on a shirt, get put on a blimp\nBitch like a stain, get ready to lick\nI had to tеll her that ever sincе I was a jit, knew I was the shit (Oh)\nShe singin' my songs, she wanna die lit, tryna get hit\nHouse like a bank, deposit this bitch, 'posit that check\nSmile on my face, ain't fearing shit, come and get checked (Uh)\nIce on my neck, double-O wrist\nShe in the Scat, hell of a 'Cat\nFresh out the trench, four hundred packs\nUh, yeah, I'm spinnin' in Paris (Uh)\nDress for these hoes, they finna flock\nJust poured a four in a soda, it pop\nThem drugs finna hit, I'm feelin' ill\nI'm wrestlin' all of my demons, I feel like The Rock\n\n(Shit, uh, yeah)\nEver since I was a kid, I been legit (Jit, ooh, nah)\nIf I was you, I would cut up my wrist (Dumb bit')\nXO tatted all over her body, yeah (Yeah)\nShe just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah\nEver since I was a jit, I been legit (Ooh, nah, uh)\nYou should let her go, she wanna be it (Oh, yeah)\nDouble-O tatted on her body, yeah\nIt don't matter what they say, I'm timeless, yeah (Schyeah)\n\nOh, city on fire when I'm comin' home\nFill up the sky (Yeah), I fill up the Dome\nThey'll play it one day (Yeah), it's a hell of a show\nBut it's gonna hurt 'cause we did it first\nFeel like Skateboard P, BBC boys on the creep\nFeel like it's '03, Neptune drum with a beam (Yeah)\nShe hippie-flippin' a bean, she wanna fuck with the team\nShe fell in love with the cream (Yeah), she fell in love with the scene\nOoh, yeah, her man quiet, not a peep (Oh, nah)\nBroke his heart, PTSD (Oh, nah)\nHold his chest, let it breathe\nLet it breathe, niggas scheme\nAnd I got a priest, he got a cross\nGet out of line, send him to God\nI shed a tear, pray for a loss, ooh, yeah (Yeah)\n\nEver since I was a kid, I been legit (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, oh, oh)\nIf I was you, I would cut up my wrist (Ah)\nXO tatted all over her body, yeah (Body, yeah)\nShe just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah\nEver since I was a jit, I been legit (Yeah, ooh, nah)\nYou should let her go, she wanna be it (Oh, nah)\nDouble-O tatted on her body, yeah (Body, yeah)\nIt don't matter what they say, I'm timeless\n\nTimeless (Oh), timeless, timeless\nTimeless, timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh\nTimeless, timeless, timeless (Yeah), timeless\nTimeless (Yeah), timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh\nOh (Blatt)\nOh (Yuh, lit)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Too Late"
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"content": " \nNo-no, no-no, no-no-no\n\nI let you down, I led you on\nI never thought I'd be here without you\nDon't let me drown inside your arms\nBad thoughts inside my mind\nWhen the darkness comes, you're my light, baby\nMy light, baby, my light when it's dark, yeah\nI'm too high, baby, too high, baby\n'Cause I know right now, that I lost it (Hey)\n\nIt's way too late to save our souls, baby (Oh, oh, yeah)\nIt's way too late, we're on our own (Baby, on my own)\nI made mistakes, I did you wrong, baby (Oh, oh, yeah)\nIt's way too late to save my, my\n\nI can't trust (I can't trust) where I live (Where I live) anymore (Anymore, anymore, anymore)\nSources say (Sources say) that we're done (That we're done), how would they know? (They know, 'cause they know, 'cause they know)\nWe're in Hell, it's disguised as a paradise with flashing lights\nI just wanna believe there's so much more (Hey, hey, hey)\n\nIt's way too late to save our souls, baby (Oh, oh, yeah)\nIt's way too late, we're on our own (Baby, on my own)\nI made mistakes, I did you wrong, baby (Oh, oh, yeah)\nIt's way too late to save my, my\n\nAnd, ooh, I tell myself I should get over you\nI said, ooh, I know I'd rather be all over you trying, trying, but I, I just want your body\nRidin' slow on top of me, girl, on top of me\nI want you, babe, ooh-ooh\n\nIt's way too late (Late) to save our souls, baby (Souls, baby, oh, oh, yeah)\nIt's way too late, we're on our own (Baby, on my own)\nI made mistakes (Mistakes), I did you wrong, baby (Oh, baby, oh, oh, yeah)\nIt's way too late to save my, my"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled True Colors"
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"content": " \nYeah, uh\nYeah\nYeah\n\nTell me the truth, baby girl, who else been with you?\nIt's gon' come to my attention either way, yeah (Uh, yeah)\nAnd I understand, baby girl, we all have a past\nI'd much rather hear the truth come straight from you (Yeah)\n\nSo if I love you (If I love you)\nIt'd be just for you (It'd be just for you)\nSo when I'm touchin' you (Touchin' you)\nCan I trust in you? (Trust in you)\nCan I trust in you? Oh, babe (Trust in you)\n\nGirl, come show me your true colors\nPaint me a picture with your true colors\nThese are the questions of a new lover\nTrue colors, true colors\nGirl, come show me your true colors\nPaint me a picture with your true colors\nThese are confessions of a new lover (Hey, hey)\nTrue colors, true colors (Woo)\n\nWhat's done is done now that I'm the only one\nIf you tell me, I'll accept what you've been through, oh yeah\nAnd I don't believe all this inconsistency\nI've been hearin' different stories about you\n\nSo if I love you (If I love you)\nIt'd be just for you (It'd be just for you)\nSo when I'm touchin' you (Touchin' you)\nCan I trust in you? (Trust in you)\nCan I trust in you? Oh, babe (Trust in you, hey)\n\nGirl, come show me your true colors\nPaint me a picture with your true colors\nThese are the questions of a new lover\nTrue colors, true colors (Oh, baby)\nGirl, come show me your true colors (True)\nPaint me a picture with your true colors (True)\nThese are confessions of a new lover (True)\nTrue colors\n\nBaby, show me you're a keeper (Hey, oh)\nIt's been hard for me to keep up (Oh)\nYou've been tryna keep me in the dark (Oh)\nBut, baby girl, I see you (Oh)\nBaby, show me you're a keeper (Show me you're a keeper)\nIt's been hard for me to keep up (Hard for me to keep up)\nYou've been tryna keep me in the dark (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nBut, baby girl, I see you, yeah\n\nGirl, come show me your true colors\nPaint me a picture with your true colors\nThese are the questions of a new lover\nTrue colors, true colors\nGirl, come show me your true colors\nPaint me a picture with your true colors\nThese are confessions of a new lover\nTrue colors, true colors"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Try Me"
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"content": " \nAny time is the time\nAny time for you to get my call, baby (so, baby)\nAre you alone, baby?\nIf he ain't around, pick up your phone, baby\nWoah\n\nCan you try me? (try me), try me (try me)\nOnce you put your pride aside\nYou can notify me (-fy me), -fy me (-fy me)\nYou're the best I ever had\nBaby girl, remind me (-mind me), -mind me (-mind me)\nLet me know if it's on\nAnd you know where to find me, find me\nHavin' thoughts you never had, yeah\n\nI didn't know you were down for him finding out\nI thought you had some kind of love for your man\nWell, I'm not tryna break up something\nYou've been workin' out, you've been steady\nBut I'm ready to go all the way if you let me\nDon't you tempt me\nYou're lookin' grown since the last time I looked at you\nIt might have been, been about a couple months\nBut I just got the picture that you texted to me\nYou ain't steady, you look ready to go all the way\nIf you let me take you down on me\n\nCan you try me? (try me), try me (ooh)\nOnce you put your pride aside (once you put your pride aside)\nYou can notify me (-fy me), -fy me (-fy me)\nYou're the best I ever had (you're the best I ever had)\nBaby girl, remind me (-mind me), -mind me (-mind me)\nLet me know if it's on (let me know)\nAnd you know where to find me, find me (Hey)\nHavin' thoughts you never had, yeah\nCan you try me? Try me, try me (Hey)\nOnce you put your pride aside\nYou can notify me, -fy me\nYou're the best I ever had (you're the best I ever had)\nBaby girl, remind me, -mind me (Hey)\nLemme know if it's on (let me know)\nAnd you know where to find me (hey) (find me), find me (hey) (find me)\nHaving thoughts you never had, yeah\n\nOh, lo\nLo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo\nLo-lo-lo-lo-lo, lo-lo-lo\nLo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo\nBetter try me\n\nDon't you miss me, babe?\nDon't you miss me, baby?\nThe way I kissed your scars\nThe way I fixed your heart, oh\nDon't you miss me, babe?\nDon't you miss me, baby?"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Twenty Eight"
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"content": " \nThis house is not a home to you\nBut you decide to go ahead and lay down, lay down\nThere are no words to describe the depth of your indifference\n’Cause I see you’re here to stay\nShould’ve known to pick my fate (Oh no)\n\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\n\nHey there, lonely girl\nDid you have to tell your friends\nAbout the way I got you screaming my name?\nDid you have to tell the world?\nNow your girls all wanna fuck\nGirl you could’ve been the one\nGotta change my number twice a month\nWhen you could have simply kept it on the down low\n\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\n\nBaby if I knew you’d be living in my sheets\nI wouldn’t have shown you any love\nI would have left you in the club\nYou said you don’t belong\nYou keep saying there’s no one\nAnd there’s no where to go\nBut who keeps calling on your phone?\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\n\nGirl, if your man call your phone again\nGirl, if your man call your phone again"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled UnFazed"
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"content": " \nUh, yeah\n\nI'm unfazed (Woah), I'm unfazed (Woah)\nI'm unfazed (Woah), I'm unfazed (Woah)\nI'm unfazed, I'm unfazed\nI'm unfazed, I'm unfazed\nI'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah), I'm unfazed, ooh yeah (Woah)\nI'm unfazed, ooh yeah (Woah), I'm unfazed (Woah, yeah, woah)\nI'm unfazed (Woah, yeah), I'm unfazed (Woah, yeah)\nI'm unfazed (Oh, yeah), I'm unfazed (Yeah, oh, woah)\n\nTurn that girl into a bad bitch\nTurn that girl into a savage\nAnd you might think she's outstandin'\nMake that girl go through practice\nTake three Xannies like a hat trick\nTake another pill for that magic\nThese models 'bout to get ratchet (Ooh yeah)\nThese models 'bout to get ratchet\nGive a fuck about what a source say\nDon't attach me to your name\nA-All they wanted was more fame\nAll they wanted was more fame\nAnd you were always a distraction\nIt was never gonna last, and they will always be the past\nAnd they just tryna get reactions from me (Woah)\n\nI'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah, yeah), I'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah, yeah)\nI'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah), I'm unfazed (Oh, oh)\nI'm unfazed (Oh, oh), I'm unfazed\nI'm unfazed, I'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah)\nI'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah), I'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah)\nI'm unfazed, I'm unfazed (Oh, oh)\nI'm unfazed (Oh, oh), I'm unfazed, I'm unfazed\n\nI make it rain, you can have it (Woah)\nI make it disappear like magic (Woah)\nI, I met that girl right at Magic\nLeft with her and a big back-end\nShe slippery, losin' traction\nYou keep listenin' to your mad friends\nYour last old enough be my dad's friend\nSo that guy to me he a has-been\nI took his girl, yeah that's Bogart (Woah)\nI fuck that girl like a pornstar (Woah)\nYeah, it's Starboy and a born star\nPull up every which way in foreign cars (Woah, skrrt, vroom)\nMan, these broads so fake (So fake)\nMistakes, time to part ways\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you can keep it (You can keep it)\nYou say you're real, what's the meanin'? (What's the meanin'?)\nCountin' Washingtons, this Gilbert Arenas (That's Arenas)\nHit it twice to let her know I really mean it (I really mean it, woah, woah)\n\nI'm unfazed, ooh yeah (Woah, yeah), I'm unfazed, ooh yeah (Woah, yeah)\nI'm unfazed, ooh yeah (Woah), I'm unfazed (Oh, oh)\nI'm unfazed (Oh, oh), I'm unfazed\nI'm unfazed, I'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah)\nI'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah), I'm unfazed, ooh, yeah (Woah)\nI'm unfazed (Woah), I'm unfazed (Oh, oh)\nI'm unfazed (Oh, oh), I'm unfazed, I'm unfazed (Woo)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Until I Bleed Out"
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"content": " \nI can't move, I'm so paralyzed\nI'm so paralyzed\nI can't explain why I'm terrified\nI'm so terrified\n\nWell, I don't wanna touch the sky no more\nI just wanna feel the ground when I'm coming down\nIt's been way too long\nAnd I don't even wanna get high no more\nI just want it out of my life\nOut of my life, out\n\nI wanna cut you outta my dreams\n'Til I'm bleeding out\n'Til I'm bleeding\nI wanna cut you outta my mind\n'Til I'm bleeding out\n'Til I'm bleeding\nI wanna cut you outta my dreams\nWoah, I'm bleeding out\nGirl, I'm bleeding\nI wanna cut you outta my mind\n'Cause I'm bleeding out\nOh, I'm bleeding\nGirl, I'm bleeding\n\nI keep telling myself I don't need it\nI keep telling myself I don't need it anymore\nI keep telling myself I don't need it anymore\nNeed it anymore"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Valerie"
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"content": " \nThere comes a time in a man's life\nWhere he must take responsibility\nFor the choices he has made\nAnd there are certain things that he must do\nThings that he must say\n\nLike I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n\nI never thought I'd feel this kind of hesitation (To put)\nMy hand on another girl\nI wish I didn't have to lie\nI wish I could let you know\n\n'Cause I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n\nValerie (Oh, Valerie)\nI know you can see through me\n(I know you can see through my lies)\nValerie (Oh, Valerie)\nYou just choose to never know\n(No, you just don’t know what I do, what I do, oh, Valerie)\nValerie (Valerie, oh)\nWhy pretend to trust in me?\n(I don't know why you try to trust in me baby, but I think I know)\nValerie (I know, Valerie)\nYou'd rather this than be alone\n\n'Cause I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n'Cause I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n\nAnd I love you\n('Cause I love you baby)\nAnd I need you\n(When I need, need)\nI only want you\nAnd nobody gonna know..."
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled WAKE UP"
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"content": " \nI don't wanna wake up\nI want you spread out on the sheets\nSaid pussy so good\nUh, pussy so sweet, uh\nI don't wanna wake up\nI want it flowin' through my streams\nGettin' me hot\nUnder my feet\nI don't wanna wake up\n\nPlease don't wake me up, I feel it creepin' (Yeah)\nControllin' how you movin', lucid dreamin' (Dreams)\nAlways on the side of different seasons, yeah-yeah\nTook the beltway down to your hood (It's lit)\nSay you was in the crowd, I never looked\nLookin' back how things came back around, guess I was hooked\nBurn the bread and then we burn the town, we both was cooked, yeah\nNah, nah, please don't wake me up, feel like I'm dreamin'\nAny given Sunday, you can get it, Willie Beamen\nI can make your Mondays even better like the weekend (Yeah)\nThat's my Coco, I'm her Ice-T (Coco, yeah, yeah)\nBend her over for some pipin' (It's lit)\nBust a cloud, shoot the lightnin' (Pop it)\nPop it now, know we can't sleep (Sleep)\n\nI don't wanna wake up (Yeah)\nWant you spread out on the sheets (It's lit)\nSay, pussy so good (Pop it)\nOh, pussy so sweet (Yeah)\nWhen I wake up (Yeah, yeah)\nWant a drop top on the beach (Straight up)\nGettin' me hot, yeah (Yeah)\nUnder my feet\nWhen I wake up\n\nYou decide if I live or die\nWhen you're close, I'm alive, I can feel the sky\nI just want your body close to me, oh\nAnd if I O.D., I'll be alone with no heartbeat\nI hope they kill us with a ghost in the Lambo'\nAnd the doors goin' up, suicide\n\nI don't wanna wake up (I don't wanna wake up)\nI want you spread out on the sheets (Want you spread out on the sheets)\n'Cause that pussy so good (Pussy so good), yeah\nGirl, that pussy so sweet (Pussy so sweet)\nI don't wanna wake up (I don't wanna wake up)\nI want it flowin' through my streams (Want it flowin' through my streams)\nHa, gettin' me hot (Gettin' me hot)\nOh, under my feet (My feet)\nI don't wanna wake up (Yeah)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wake Me Up"
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"content": " \n\nAll I have is my legacy\nI been losing my memory\nNo afterlife, no other side\nI'm all alone when it fades to black\nFades to black\nNo afterlife, no other side\nI'm all alone when it fades\nPlay smile, live fully\nWhen life is hard\nI know death's easy\nWoah\n\nSun is never rising\nI don't know if it's day or night (Or night)\nAnd I can't find the horizon (Horizon)\nI'm running out of time (Time)\n\nAre you real, or are you an illusion?\n'Cause I fear your love's my delusion\n\nWake me up, come find me\nIt feels like I'm dying\nWake me up, these demons\nKeep creeping, don't fear 'em\nWake me up\n\nOoh, ooh-ooh\n\nIt's coming to the wire\nI'm feeling like I'm paralyzed\nCleanse me with your fire (Hey)\nOpen up my eyes\n\nAre you real (Are you real?), or are you an illusion?\n'Cause I fear your love's my delusion\n\nWake me up, come find me\nIt feels like I'm dying (Ooh-woah)\nWake me up, these demons (These demons)\nKeep creeping (Keep creeping), don't fear 'em (Ooh-woah)\nWake me up, 'cause I'm trying (I'm trying)\nThis sleep is (This sleep is) paralyzing (Oh)\nWake me up, 'cause I'm dreaming (I'm dreaming)\nIt feels so (Hey) damn real (Hey)\nWake me up\n\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wanderlust"
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"content": " \nIs it so hard to say the same thing?\nAnd you're so weak to say the same thing\nBurn a hole into your apprehensiveness\nAnd let the wildfire shine\nAnd repeat after me, like\nGood girls go to heaven\nAnd bad girls go everywhere\nAnd tonight, I will love you\nAnd tomorrow, you won't care\nPrecious little diamond\nI leave it all to you\nPrecious little diamond\nLet it come to you\nPrecious little, precious little diamond\nI leave it all to you\nPrecious little diamond\nLet it come to you\nPrecious little diamond\n\nYou're in love with something bigger than love\nYou believe in something stronger than trust\nWanderlust\nWanderlust\n\nDon't you shy away from me\nJust sacrifice your every last inhibition\nI'm on your side\nDon't patronize\nYou know tonight\nIs the only time we'll have each other\nWhy would you try to waste this precious time?\n'Cause tonight, we'll be right here\nAnd tomorrow, you won't care\n\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\nI leave it all to you\nI leave it all to you\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\nLet it come to you\n(Precious little, precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\n(I leave it all to you)\nI leave it all to you\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\nLet it come to you\n\nYou're in love with something bigger than love\nYou believe in something stronger than trust\nWanderlust\nWanderlust\n\nThey're in love with this idea of love\nIt's a shame that they'll believe it'll come\nFor us all, for us all\n\nYou're in love with something bigger than love\nYou believe in something stronger than trust\nWanderlust\nWanderlust\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\n(I leave it all to you)\nI leave it all to you\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond, ooh, ooh\n(Let it come to you)\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\n(I leave it all to you)\nI leave it all to you\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond, ooh, ooh\n(Let it come to you)\n(Precious little diamond)\nOoh, ooh, ooh\n(I leave it all to you)\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\n(Let it come to you)\n(Precious little, precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\n(I leave it all to you)\nI leave it all to you\n(Precious little diamond)\nPrecious little diamond\n(Let it come to you)\n(Precious little diamond)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wasted Times"
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"content": " \nWasted times I spent with someone else\nShe wasn't even half of you\nReminiscin' how you felt\nReminiscin' how you felt\nAnd even though you put my life through hell\nI can't seem to forget 'bout you, 'bout you\nI want you to myself\n\nAnd now I'm askin', who do you belong to now?\nWho you give that love to now?\nWho you pullin' up on?\nWho you gettin' sprung for now?\nAnd what they got that I ain't got? 'Cause I got a lot\nDon't make me run up on 'em, got me blowin' up their spot\n'Cause I ain't got no business catchin' feelings anyway\nI ain't got no business catchin' feelings\n\nCatchin' feelings\nThese girls only want you when you're winnin' (Winnin')\nBut you've been with me from the beginnin' (Ooh, yeah, yeah)\nAnd I know right now that we're not talkin' (Not talkin')\nI hope you know this dick is still an option\n'Cause I'll beat it up (I'll beat it up, yeah)\nI took my time to learn the way your body functions\nYou were equestrian, so ride it like a champion (Ride it, baby)\nThis sex will get you high without no other substance\n\nSo who do you belong to now? (Who do you belong to now?)\nWho you give that love to now? (Who you give that love to now?)\nWho you pullin' up on?\nWho you gettin' sprung for now? (Who you gettin' sprung for now?)\nAnd what they got that I ain't got? 'Cause I got a lot (I got a lot)\nDon't make me run up on 'em, got me blowin' up their spot (Blowin' up their spot)\n'Cause I ain't got no business catchin' feelings anyway\nI ain't got no business catchin' feelings (Feelings)\n\nCatchin' feelings\nI ain't got no business catchin' feelings\nI ain't got no business catchin' feelings\nCatchin' fee-fee-fee-fee\nFeelings\nI ain't got no business catchin' feelings\nI ain't got no business catchin' feelings\nCatchin' fee-fee-fee-fee\n\nWake up\nI don't wanna wake up\nI don't wanna wake up\nIf you ain't layin' next to me\nI don't wanna wake up\nI don't wanna wake up\nI don't wanna wake up\nIf you ain't layin' next to me-e-e\nOn me, me, on me, oh, I\nOn me, on me, on me"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled What You Need"
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"content": " \nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\n\nI just want to take you there\nHe don't gotta know where\nDoes he touch you here like this, this, this?\nLet me take the friction from your lips (Ooh woah)\n\nAnd I'ma love you, girl, the way you need\nAin't no one gon' stop us, ain't no one gon' stop us\nAnd I'ma give you, girl, what you fiend\nI'm the drug in your veins, just fight through the pain\n\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need\n\nI got everything you want with me\nI do everything he does times three\nAnd he don't gotta know\nI got you on the floor\nDoing things you never thought you'd do\nBaby, leave them high-heel shoes\n'Cause I love it when you're looking down at me\nI'm looking up at you\nAnd I don't give a damn, shawty\nWatch me knock your boots off\n\nAnd I'ma love you, girl, the way you need\nAin't no one gon' stop us, ain't no one gon' stop us\nAnd I'ma give you, girl, what you fiend\nI'm the drug in your veins, just fight through the pain\n\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\n\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, ahh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled What You Want"
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"content": " \nI will never be what you need but\nI got what you want\nYou just wanna spend my cash and smoke my weed\nI got what you want\nYou've been up for days, can't get no sleep\nI got what you want\nSee the sauce drippin' off from the heart that's on my sleeve\nI got what you want\nOh yeah\n\nI got what you want\nSee it in your eyes, you just tryna get on\nI know what she wants\nShe got more issues than a magazine\nI had a girl named Mercedes, used to love it when she bends\nWhen she make me mad, I leave her ass on read\nI never let these girls get to my head\nI'm too busy countin' all of this bread (Oh yeah)\nWhat can they say to me?\n'Cause if I left then they wait for me (Then they wait)\nWhat can they say to me? (What can they say?)\nI keep it G and she knows it\n\nI will never be what you need but\nI got what you want\nYou just wanna spend my cash and smoke my weed\nI got what you want\nYou've been up for days, can't get no sleep\nI got what you want\nSee the sauce drippin' off from the heart that's on my sleeve\nI got what you want\nOh yeah\n\nPin drop, pin drop, ten o' clock, ten o' clock\nHit the inbox, I'll be in the box (I'll be in the box)\nBut she so bad (So bad), got 'em all shook (All shook)\nSaid she want to ball, she get the hard work (Get the hard work)\nOh yeah, she super dope (Super dope), still high (Still high)\nI can't even tell you what this feels like (What this feels like)\nOh, oh, real life (Real life)\nWake up every morning and I feel high (Leggo)\nI got a bitch in the projects, yeah, she faithful and honest\nNever went to college, she got collagen in her body\nYou don't need that type of knowledge when you pretty and polished\nShe don't even drive a car but she been wrackin' up mileage (Yuh)\nI got everything, lows, highs, show off anything\nTold her, \"Hold tight, go light with them heavy things\"\nI'm not what you need, can't front\nBack up, baby, I got what you want (What you want)\nYeah\n\nI will never be what you need but\nI got what you want\nYou just wanna spend my cash and smoke my weed\nI got what you want\nYou've been up for days, can't get no sleep\nI got what you want\nSee the sauce drippin' off from the heart that's on my sleeve\nI got what you want\nOh yeah\n\nI got what you want\nI got what you want\nI got what you want\nI got what you want"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wicked Games"
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"content": " \nWoah, woah, ehh\n\nI left my girl back home\nI don't love her no more\nAnd she'll never fucking know that\nThese fucking eyes that I'm staring at\nLet me see that ass\nLook at all this cash\nAnd I emptied out my cards too\nNow I'm fucking leaning on that\n\nBring your love, baby, I could bring my shame\nBring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain\nI got my heart right here\nI got my scars right here\nBring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank\nBring your body, baby, I could bring you fame\nAnd that's my motherfucking words too\nJust let me motherfucking love you\n\nListen, ma, I'll give you all I got\nGet me off of this, I need confidence in myself (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh, yeah)\nOhh, listen, ma, I'll give you all of me\nGive me all of it, I need all of it to myself (Woah, woah)\nSo tell me you love me\n(Only for tonight, only for the night)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)\nJust tell me you love me\n(I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh) (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)\n\nLet me see you dance\nI love to watch you dance\nTake you down another level\nAnd get you dancing with the Devil\nTake a shot of this\nBut I'm warning you\nI'm on that shit that you can't smell, baby\nSo, put down your perfume\n\nBring your love, baby, I could bring my shame\nBring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain\nOh, I got my heart right here\nOh, I got my scars right here\nBring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank\nBring your body, baby, I could bring you fame\nAnd that's my motherfucking words too, ayy\nSo let me motherfucking love you\n\nListen, ma, I'll give you all I got\nGet me off of this (off of this), I need confidence (confidence) in myself (Ooh, eh, ehh)\nListen, ma, I'll give you all of me (Ooh)\nGive me all of it, I need all of it to myself (I need all of it)\nSo tell me you love me, yeah\n(Only for tonight, only for the night)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)\nJust tell me you love me\n(I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)\nOhh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wild Love"
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"content": " \nWhy love, why love\nTry love, my love\nMy love\nMy love\nMy love\nMy love\nMy love\nMy love\nMy love\nWild love\n(My love)\nI don't know if it's good for you (My love)\nBut I know, that it's wild love (My love)\n\nLove, love, love, love, wild love\nLove, love, love, love, wild love\nLove, love, love, love, wild love\nLove, love, love, love, wild love\n\nOh, l-l-love\nOh, l-l-love\nOh baby, oh yeah\nOh, l-l-love\nIt's a wild love\n\nLove, love, love, love baby\nLove, love, love, love baby\nLove, love, love, love baby\nLove, love, love, love baby\nIt's a wild love when I love you, love\n\nWild love\nWild love\nIt just keeps fucking you over and over\nThat is wild love, love, love\nOh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah, woah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Without A Warning"
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"content": "Take me to a time\nWhen I was young\nAnd my heart could take the drugs and heartache without loss\nBut now my bones are frail\nAnd my voice fails\nAnd my tears fall without a warning either way\n\nThe crowd will scream, the crowd will scream my name\nEven when the world wants me to fail\nThe crowd will scream, the crowd will scream my name\nWoah, woah\nAnd the crowd will feel, the crowd will feel my pain\nHope you'll love me 'til my final day\nEven if it was in vain\nLeave my guts all on the stage\n\nIt's you I'm thinking of\nWoah-woah\nTeardrops come without a warning\n\nOh, yeah\nI don't supposе tomorrow's coming, coming\nI'ma follow through this time so the press might bе loving\nI'm stuck in a cycle, just wanna feel life from the morning\nI should've been sober, but I can't afford to be boring\n\n'Cause the crowd will scream, the crowd will scream my name\nEven if the world wants me to fail\nThe crowd will scream, the crowd will scream my name\nWoah, woah\nAnd the crowd will feel, the crowd will feel my pain\nHope you'll love me 'til my final day, yeah\nEven if it was in vain\nLeave my guts all on the stage\n\nHow do I know tomorrow's coming?\nEspecially when I always kiss the sky\nEspecially when I always chase the high\nI don't suppose tomorrow's coming (How will I know, baby?)\nHow do I know tomorrow's coming? (How will I know it's coming?)\nEspecially when I always chased the crown (When I chase it, baby)\nEspecially when they put me in the ground (So they know what they did)\nI don't suppose tomorrow's coming (Hurry up, hurry up)\nHow do I know tomorrow's coming? (Hurry up, baby)\nEspecially when I always chase the crown (Oh, oh)\nEspecially when they put me in the ground\nI don't suppose tomorrow's coming"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled XO _ The Host"
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"content": " \n\nShots of the Henny, bottles of Patrón\nBlunts to your face, you don't wanna sing no more, lost your C notes\nCabbed all day, took the bus back home\nEvictions on your door, blame it on the weed, blame it on the booze\nBlame it on the night-life, light's passin' you, yeah\nJust don't blame it on me, that you wanna come and party\nWith a nigga like me, 'cause I get it\nYou're built like a Goddess\nAnd it seems like you been stressin'\n'Specially when your nose red\nFrom that K, special Diet Coke\nYou need more bread, now you got no rent\nYou blow that money, money\nYou try to window-shop, you blow another hundred\nYou just fuckin' goons in the day\nHipster nights downtown and your daddy don't know you're out\n\nIf they don't let you in\nYou know where to find me\n'Cause if you wanna go again\nYou can always call me\n'Cause all we ever do is love\nOpen up your mind, you can find the love\nGirl, you ain't alone\nWe all been alone\nBaby, just be honest\n\n(XO) Woo, don't you forget\n(XO) Don't you worry 'bout a thing\n(XO) We'll be everything you need, just believe\n(XO) Yeah, (XO) yeah, woah\n\nI love it when your eyes are red, oh, yeah\nAre you on my cloud yet?\n'Cause I got a brand new cam, can we POV, can we POV?\nWhy? I wanna catch you at your best, oh\nWhen your hair's a mess\nYou look so depressed\nAnd you're filled with regret\nAnd you feel like you gotta go home, oh\n'Cause these nights pass, so much quicker than the days did\nSame clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift\nBut you up, you need money for your face lift\nLust over love is your mindset\nWaken up with most of your side wet\nAnother room, you hear your mom cryin'\n'Cause she found your bag stuffed in the laundry\nAnd the Bacardi from the last party\n\nIf they won't let you in\nYou know where to find me, oh\nAnd if you wanna go again\nYou can always call me\n'Cause all we ever do is love\nOpen up your mind, you can find the love\nGirl you ain't alone, we all been alone\nBaby, just be honest\n\n(XO) Oh, don't you forget\n(XO) No, no, don't you worry 'bout a thing\n(XO) We'll be everything you need, just believe, yeah\n(XO) Yeah, (XO) ooh, woah\n\nI need, I need something from you\nOh, there's so much love to pass around\nThere's too much love\nGirl, the night's almost done\nAnd who you came with is already gone\nYou said you want me\nBut I remember who you are\nAnd girl, it wasn't long ago\nDidn't think I'd go this far\n\nWell, I got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I\nNeed from you is 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\n\nOh, oh, oh yeah\nRide it out\nOh, oh, woah, yeah\nRide it out\nRide it out\nJust ride it"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled You Right"
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"content": " \nI got a man, but I want you\nI got a man, but I want you\nAnd it's just nerves, it's just dick\nMakin' me think 'bout someone new\nYou know I got so much to say\nI try to hide it in my face\nAnd it don't work, you see through\nThat I just wanna get with you\nAnd you're right\n\nYou right, I\nGot my guy\nBut I, I\nCan't help it, I want you\nSaid you right, I\nGot my guy\nBut I, I\nCan't help it, I want you\n\nI can't stop and look the other way\n'Cause I know what could be, babe\nAnd you never feel the same\nYou'd be thinkin' 'bout it every day\nDon't believe in fairytales\nBut we got our fantasies\nAnd it's me and you, no she\nTryna be all through your sheets\nHave you all on top of me\nActin' like it's not that deep\nOh, you could take it out on me\nTell me what it's 'bout to be\nReally feel it's bound to bе\nI can't tell no one, but they all know\n\nI got a man, but I want you\nI got a man, but I want you\nAnd it's just nеrves, it's just dick\nMakin' me think 'bout someone new\nYou know I got so much to say\nI try to hide it in my face\nAnd it don't work, you see through\nThat I just wanna get with you\nAnd you're right\n\nYou right, I (You right)\nGot my guy (You right)\nBut I, I\nCan't help it, I want you\nSaid you right, I (You right)\nGot my guy (You right)\nBut I, I\nCan't help it, I want you\n\nGirl, I want you like you want me too\nI feel that energy (Oh yeah)\nWhen you're on top of me (Oh yeah)\nI know your man, he ain't controllin' you\nBut you still hesitate (Oh)\n'Cause you choose loyalty (Oh yeah)\nAnd I know your history (Hey)\nMet him before your peak (Hey)\nHe's so connected to that woman that you used to be\nBut-but-but this sex will cloud your memory\nA couple strokes to put it in, then you'll belong to me\n\nI got a man, but I want you\nI got a man, but I want you (Oh)\nAnd it's just nerves, it's just dick\nMakin' me think 'bout someone new\nYou know I got so much to say\nI try to hide it in my face\nAnd it don't work, you see through\nThat I just wanna get with you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nAnd you're right\n\nYou right, I (Right)\nGot my guy (I got my)\nBut I, I (I)\nCan't help it, I want you\nSaid you right, I (Yeah)\nGot my guy (Yeah)\nBut I, I (Yeah)\nCan't help it, I want you"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled off the table"
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"content": " \nWill I ever love the same way again? (Way again)\nWill I ever love somebody like the way I did you?\nNever thought you'd be so damn hard to replace\nI swear it don't need to be this way\nIf I can't have you, is love completely off the table?\nDo I sit this one out and wait for the next life? (Next life)\nAm I too cold? Am I not nice?\nMight not be quite yet healed already\nShould I be goin' too steady? (Too steady)\nBut I just wanna know is love completеly off the table?\n\nWill you be thеre? (Will you be there?)\nCan I still love you? (Can I, can I, babe?)\nNot yet healed or ready (Not ready)\nShould I be goin' too steady? (Too steady)\nJust wanna know is love completely off the table?\nI'll wait for you\nEven though it always feels like I'll be number two\nTo someone you can't hold anymore\nIf you let me in, I'm ready to give you what I couldn't before\n'Cause I got you, girl, let me help you through it\nYou're trying to fill the void with a couple boys\nI can see right through it (You can see right through it)\nI can love you harder than I did before\nWas in a dark place back then\nI was toxic, then I was toxic to someone else\nI was haunted by the hills (Oh, yeah, yeah)\nI couldn't give you my all, but I will\nIf you let me in your arms (Your arms)\nIf you let me in your heart\nI don't think that love's completely off the table\n\nWill you be there? (Yes, I will be there for you)\nCan I still love you? (Yes, I been hurt before, before)\nNot yet healed or ready (Not ready)\nShould I be goin' too steady? (Too steady, no, no)\nJust wanna know is love completely off the table?\n\nSo can you hold me?\nIf I let you, can you prove it to me? (Oh, no-no, no)\n'Cause I need you to calm me down, babe\nGotta get out of my head (Oh, woah)\nTryna be here from this bed (Oh)\nJust wanna know, just wanna know, know, know, baby (Hey)\nCan you touch it like you believe in it, baby? (Oh, hey)\nLet me think you never gonna leave on me, baby\n'Cause I ain't her and you ain't him, thankfully (Baby, don't leave)\nBut it's gon' be hard to let someone else in again (Woah)\nBaby, baby (Woo-hoo)\n\nWill you be there? (Will you be there? I'll still wait)\nCan I still love you? (I'll still wait for you, babe, oh, no-no, no, can I still love you?)\nNot yet healed or ready (Ooh, not ready)\nShould I be goin' too steady? (No, no, ooh)\nJust wanna know is love completely off the table, baby?\n\nI swear, I swear\nI will wait for you whenever you need\nOoh, ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled tears in the club"
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"content": " \nTears in the club\n'Cause your love's got me fucked up\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)\n\nI wanna get you out of\nMy hips, my thighs, my hair, my eyes, my late-night cries\nI wanna take my clothes off, wanna touch\nMy hips, my thighs, my hair, not yours, all mine, yeah\nWanna dance you out of my, gotta dance you out of\nMy hips, my thighs, my wrongs, my rights, yeah\nListen to the rhythm and make no compromise\n'Cause you hurt me\n\nI don't wanna believe that I belong to you\nI move myself in ways that you could never do\nI want you more, I want you more, I, I\n\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)\n'Causе your love's got me fucked up\nTеars in the club (Tears in the club)\nI'ma drown in the beat now\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)\n'Cause your love's got me fucked up\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)\nI'ma drown in the beat now\n\n(Tears in the, tears in the club)\nAyy, I love and want your body\nI'll never leave you now\n(Tears in the, tears in the club)\nAyy-ayy, I love and want your body\nI'll never leave you now (I might die on the beat, love)\n\nWhen my song come on\nGive you chills, get you cryin' in the club, babe\nSo many tears 'cause you try to fight the love, babe\nYou move your body to the synths and the drums, babe\nYou move your body 'til the rise of the sun\nJust go with the motions, baby\nGirl, you should go with the motions\nOh, unload your emotions, baby\nYou've been suppressin' emotions\nOh, there's no, no escapin' me, yeah\nLet it out like therapy\nThere's no, no escapin' me\nWith your girls at the club, on the road, on the radio\n\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)\n'Cause your love's got me fucked up\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)\nI'ma drown in the beat now (Oh)\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)\n'Cause your love's got me fucked up (Hey)\nTears in the club, I, I (Tears in the club)\n\n(Tears in the, tears in the club)\nAyy, I love and want your body\nI'll never leave you now (I'll never let you down)\nI can never leave you now, baby\n(Tears in the, tears in the club)\nAyy-ayy, I love and want your body\nI'll never leave you now (I'll never let you down)\nBut I couldn't let you go\n\nI wanna get you out of\nMy hips, my thighs, my hair, my eyes, tonight's the night\nI told the universe I'm gonna fuck your lies then cut all ties\nAnd you're high as a satellite (Higher)\nI want you more, I want you more\nI think about us together (Yeah)\n\nTears in the club\n'Cause your love's got me fucked up (Oh)\nTears in the club, yeah\nI'ma drown in the beat now\nTears in the, tears in the club (Tears in the club)\nTear-tears in the club\n'Cause your love's got me fucked up\nTears in the club (Tears in the club)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled wonderful"
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"content": " \n\nYeah, yeah\n(Yeah)\n\nOh my, oh my, what a wonderful time (Yeah)\nBeen a minute since I pulled up outside (Skrrt-skrrt)\nShut it down, yeah, you do that every time (Okay)\nOoh-wee, got a feelin' you might, yeah (Yeah)\n\nWork it like a stripper, yeah\nBut you not a stripper, yeah\nDog her down with ya, yeah\nWork that 9 to 5 with ya, yeah\nHave to smoke a pound with ya\n\nOh my (Yeah), on a vibe, what a wonderful time (It's lit)\nHundred deep, all my niggas outside\nValet park when I pull up in the ride (Yeah, yeah)\nHoe, it's late, you might have to spend the night, yeah\n\nOh, I love my city lit at night, yeah (Yeah)\nOh, I love my bitches when they bite, yeah (Yeah)\nOh, let's call some up and let's get right, yeah (Yeah)\nOh-oh (Yeah)\nWe just landed in your city, go time\nDrivin' to the venue like she seein' no signs\nShe got all the passes, she don't ever do lines\nBustin' like she single, she ain't wastin' no time (Alright)\nYou cannot record, that's for the show now (Oh, no)\nLeave your phone, you'll get that later on now (Straight up)\nPour that special drink, that's for my throat now (Yah)\nAnd take a sip\n\nOh my, oh my, what a wonderful time\nBeen a minute since I pulled up outside\nShut it down, yeah, we do that every time\nOoh-wee, got a feelin' you might, might (Yeah)\n\nWork it like a stripper, yeah\nBut you not a stripper, yeah\nDog her down with ya, yeah (Down with ya)\nWork that 9 to 5 with ya, yeah (Work with ya)\nHave to smoke a pound with ya (Pound with ya)\n\nOh me, oh my\nWhy they wonderin' who the kid sleepin' 'side?\nI been up sleepless late nights\nOverride, yeah, overdrive, yeah (Oh)\nBag it, bag it up, just bag it up, yeah (Yeah)\nWanna try this one more again? (Oh my)\nI been on the edge (Yeah, yeah)\nScopin' through the lens, these thoughts is in my mind\nGot me on the drive, got me on the ride to a wonderful time\n\nOh my, oh my, what a wonderful time (Straight up)\nBeen a minute since I pulled up outside\nShut it down, yeah, we do that every time\nOoh-wee, got a feelin' you might, yeah (Yeah)\nOh my, what a wonderful time\nBeen a minute since I pulled up outside\nShut it down, yeah, you do that every time\nOoh-wee, got a feelin' you might, yeah\n\nWork it like a stripper, yeah\nBut you not a stripper, yeah\nDog her down with ya, yeah\nWork that 9 to 5 with ya, yeah\nHave to smoke a pound with ya (Oh, me)\n\nNa-na-na, na-na-na-na-na\nNa-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na\nNa-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na\nNa-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na"
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