{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled 6 Inch"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness\n\nShe's stacking money, money everywhere she goes (You know)\nPesos out of Mexico (De uno)\nCommas and them decimals\nShe don't gotta give it up, she professional (Oh)\nShe mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy\nShe love the way it tastes, that's her recipe\nRushing through her veins like it's ecstasy (Oh no)\nShe already made enough, but she'll never leave\n\nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness\nShe works for the money, she work for the money\nFrom the start to the finish\nAnd she worth every dollar, she worth every dollar\nAnd she worth every minute\n\nShe work for the money\nShe work for the money\nShe work for the money\nShe work for the money\n\nShe stack her money, money everywhere she goes (She got that uno)\nHer Yamazaki straight from Tokyo (Oh, baby, you know)\nShe got them commas and them decimals\nShe don't gotta give it up 'cause she professional\n\nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn (Goddamn, babe)\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness (Oh)\nShe works for the money (Work for the)\nShe work for the money (Work for the)\nFrom the start to the finish (Oh, baby)\nAnd she worth every dollar (Worth every)\nShe worth every dollar (Work for the)\nAnd she worth every minute\nStars in her eyes\nShe fights for the power, keeping time\nShe grinds day and night\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWork from Friday to Sunday, oh\nShe gon' slang\nShe too smart to crave material things\nShe pushing herself day and night\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWork from Friday to Sunday, oh\nStars in her eyes\nShe fights and she sweats those sleepless nights\nBut she don't mind, she loves the grind\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWorks from Friday to Sunday, yeah, yeah\nShe gon' slang\nToo smart to crave material things\nStacking her paper, stacking her cake up\nShe grinds from Monday to Friday\nWorks from Friday to Sunday\n\nSix inch heels\nShe walked in the club like nobody's business\nGoddamn\nShe murdered everybody and I was her witness\nShe works for the money, she work for the money\n(Know just what to do to make you love me)\nFrom the start to the finish\nAnd she worth every dollar, she worth every dollar (Love me)\nAnd she worth every minute\n\nNow, ooh, boy, I'll make you feel\nYou'll always come back to me\nCome back, come back\nCome back, come back\nCome back, come back"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Lesser Man"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "What you don't even know\nI'm a deadbeat man, never know when to fold\nSpent a lot for your soul\nYou gon' make that back, I'ma take what I own\nFar away from my home\nIn this hot-ass town, but my blood's still cold and\nBetter let them know\n\nWhen you see them that you make sure they pay you\nPay you in cash\nI don't do favors\nI don't do that\nYou don't want to see me\nSee me get mad\nNo matter how bad you\nYou think I am, am\n\nI'm a lesser man, a lesser man\nA lesser man than you think I am\nYou think you know but you have no idea\nI'm a lesser man, you're the best of them\nFuck the rest of them\nI'm a lessеr man, ah\nAh, than you know\n\nShow the world what I know\nHow you work that tongue to collect thеir souls and\nSeen you do it before\nMake them fall in love, make them beg for more and\nYou can put on a show\nYou're my one top star, you're my bottom girl and\nBefore you kiss 'em and go\n\nDon't leave until you make sure they pay you\nPay you in cash\nI don't do favors\nI don't do that\nYou don't want to see me\nSee me get mad\nNo matter how bad you\nYou think I am, am\n\nI'm a lesser man, a lesser man\nA lesser man than you think I am\nYou think you know but you have no idea\nI'm a lesser man, you're the best of them\nFuck the rest of them\nI'm a lesser man, ah\nAh, than you know\n\nA lesser man than you think I am\nA lesser man than you think I am, I am, am\nI think you should know, darlin'\nAh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Lie"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nUh, Boss Don shit\n(Coke Boy, baby)\nKnow I could have a little fun with it\nMontana, ow\nYou know what it is when you hear that haan\nYep, we gon' get it in, baby\n(La música de Harry Fraud)\nOh, you here, baby, yeah\nYou bring it back in, skrrt, skrrt\n\nShawty in the way, got the mothafuckin' fix, yeah\nSippin' all day got me leanin' off the kickstand\nHouse on my neck, 'nother house on my wristband\nGirls really love me like a mothafuckin' six pack\nNo time for restin' (Restin')\nMy life's invested in bein' a fuckin' legend (Legend)\nAn icon, tryna cement it ('Ment it)\nI'm treatin' every year like it's game seven (Game seven)\nI feel like problems in my city been deaded (Deaded)\nI feel like me and my niggas are unthreatened (Threatened)\nMy new girl hate it when I'm always spendin' (All the time)\nI guess I gotta get used to it 'cause of my exes\nBut it's true, though (But it's true, though)\nBut it's true, though (But it's true, though)\nI'm in the cold, rep the north like I'm Trudeau (Yeah)\nYeah, it's true, though (True, though)\nYeah, it's true, though (True, though)\nMy heart cold but it really beat for you, though\n\nOoh, he do it better, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nHe at my level, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nA hundred thousand for the time, yeah\nThey fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (Skrrt, skrrt)\nAll of my homies gonna shine (Gonna shine)\nYou fuckin' with us, that's a lie (Yeah)\n\nIt's true, though (It's true, though)\nIt, it's true, though (It's true, though)\nI hope your box don't spread like the rumors\nSad, but it's true, though (It's true, though)\nIt's true, though (It's true, though)\nWe was bite down, now we true'd up (A lie)\nShe, she say the baby mine's, that's a lie (That's a lie)\nIf I ain't the hottest in the city, that's a lie (That's a lie)\nSchool, teach you how to read the lines (Read the lines)\nIn these streets, gotta read between the lines\nRoom, room full of ether clouds, you don't want no smoke\n'Fore, before I choke, baby, I'ma choke 'em from their choker (Yeah)\nOnly the red in my eyes see where you come from\nWe, we the gang, either you run with or run from\nI, I'm the head, rockin' bet it's re-up in the sock\nMe, me and Max hit the block like Karl Malone, Stockton\nAnd if I ain't the new Chapo, that's a lie (That's a lie)\nAnd if they tryna tell you we gon' stop, that's a lie\n\nOoh, he do it better, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nHe at my level, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nA hundred thousand for the time, yeah\nThey fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah\nA lie, a lie, a lie, a lie\nA lie, a lie, a lie, a lie\nAll of my homies gonna shine (Gonna shine)\nYou fuckin' with us, that's a lie (Yeah)\n\nI got it a little cheap, baby you should come and play\nDaddy will pay the cab, maybe stay for a day\nKnowin' I got it made\nBitches, they call me whore, son, more buns\nMami bent over for hum\nGive her what she want and let her get it good\nPut it on her tongue\nTold me, \"Charley, boy, you gotta give\nFix me with a lot of dick\nHit me with a lot of kick\nShow me you the man\"\nBustin' quickies and dippin'\nThat be somethin' I can't stand\nOther plans, baby, had of late\nTried to put me in a twirl like the Cheerio\nI ain't talkin' cereal\nPut me in your video, I can make a wave\nBaby girl, comin' home and you can't stay, oww\n\nOoh, he do it better, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nHe at my level, that's a lie (That's a lie, yeah)\nA hundred thousand for the time, yeah\nThey fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (That's a lie)\nA lie, a lie, a lie (A lie) (Skrrt, skrrt)\nAll of my homies gonna shine (Gonna shine)\nYou fuckin' with us, that's a lie (Yeah)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Lonely Night"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Gassed up, yeah, yeah\nHey\nNa-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, hey\n\nWhy would you wanna bring somethin' between us?\nThere's nothin' between us, oh, ayy, ayy\nWhy would you wanna use a life to keep us?\nTo keep us together, oh woah, oh\n\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\nNo good for each other\nBetter when we're both apart (My baby)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\n\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh\nIt was the only time\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize\n\nHow can I make you rethink your decision?\nUnruly decision, oh woah, hey (Oh)\nWhat's gonna make you rethink your position?\nI know your intentions (I know your intentions), oh woah, oh, hey\n\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\nNo good for each other (No good for each other)\nBetter when we're both apart (My baby)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other\n\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh (Ooh woah)\nIt was the only time\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize, oh (I apologize)\n\n(Let's go)\nBetter when we're both apart (I'll be)\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh)\nWe're no good for each other\nNo good for each other\nBetter when we're both apart (Oh, baby)\nBetter when we're both apart\nWe're no good for each other, hey\n\nWoo\nDa-da-da-da-da-da\nDa-da-da-da-da-da, oh, ho\n\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh (Hey)\nIt was the only time (It was the only time)\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize, oh (Apologize, woah)\nA lonely night\nBaby girl, I loved you on a lonely night, oh (Ooh woah)\nIt was the only time\nAnd if I led you on, then I apologize, oh (Oh)\n\nBaby girl, I loved you\nYou know I loved you\nKnow I loved you\nHey, no-no-no-no-no\nNo-no-no-no-no, ayy"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled A Tale By Quincy"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nThat's it\nLooking back now, I didn't know what it was supposed to be\nAnd it's like raising kids, man\nIf you weren't raised, you don't know how to raise, you know?\nI just did the best that I could with them because\nThey know fuckin' well I love them\nBut I didn't do the best I could\nI didn't know what the fuck I was doing\nI didn't\nI will never forget watching my mother get put in a straightjacket\nAnd taken out of my home when I was only seven years old\nShe was diagnosed with Dementia praecox and put in a mental institution\nLeaving my daddy alone with me and my little brother Lloyd\nI latеr had an evil stepmother who furthеr cemented the idea that I didn't need a mother\nGrowing up without one had long lasting influence I didn't fully understand until much later in life\nIt bled into my relationships with family and those I had become romantically involved with\nWhenever I got too close to a woman, I would cut her off\nPart of that was vindictive and partially based on fear\nBut it was also totally subconscious\nLooking back is a bitch, isn't it?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Acquainted"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nBaby, you're no good\n'Cause they warned me 'bout your type, girl, I've been ducking left and right\nBaby, you're no good\nThink I fell for you, I fell for you, I fell for you\n\nYou got me puttin' time in, time in\nNobody got me feelin' this way\nYou probably think I'm lyin', lyin'\nI'm used to bitches comin' right 'way\n\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nTo say that we're in love is dangerous\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted, oh\nI'll get you touchin' on your body\nI'll get you touchin' on your body\nI know I'd rather be complacent\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted\nWe're acquainted\n\nBaby, you're no good\nAll my niggas think I'm crazy 'cause I'm thinkin' 'bout us lately\nBut really if I could\nI'd forget about you, 'get about you, 'get about you\n\nYou got me puttin' time in, time in\nNobody got me feelin' this way\nYou probably think I'm lyin', lyin'\nI'm used to bitches comin' right 'way\n\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nYou got me touchin' on your body\nTo say that we're in love is dangerous\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted, oh\nI got you touchin' on your body\nI got you touchin' on your body\nI know I'd rather be complacent\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted\nWe're acquainted\n\nMomma called me cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin'\n'Cause I won't find somebody that's real (She wants somebody that's real), sh-yeah\n'Cause every time I try to, try to, try to run\nThe fast life keeps gaining on me (The fast life keeps gaining on me), sh-yeah\nBut ever since I met you (Ever since I met you)\nI couldn't believe what you did\nSo comfort me, babe, ain't no rush from me, babe\n(Woooooh)\n\nI'll keep on touchin' on your body\nI'll keep on touchin' on your body\nTo say that we're in love is dangerous\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted, oh\nI got you touchin' on your body (Touchin' on your body)\nI got you touchin' on your body (Touchin' on your body)\nI know I'd rather be complacent\nBut girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted\nWe're acquainted\n\nI'm not tryna talk at all\n'Cause I'm tryna love you crazy\nPut some more inside your cup\nAnd drink 'til you numb the pain\nI got you touchin' on your body\nThese girls keep touchin' on they body\nThey got accustomed to the life we live\nThese girls born in the '90s are dangerous\nI got 'em thinkin' that they want me\nAlthough, they know they not the only\nI got 'em wanting to embrace their sins\nThese girls born in the '90s are dangerous"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Adaptation"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nWhen the sun comes up, you're searching for a love\nSo your heart won't lead you to anyone\nWhen the sun goes down, I know what you become\nYou become awake, unlike the rest of us\nThe afternoon has gently passed me by\nThe evening spreads its sail against the sky\nWaiting for tomorrow\nJust another day\nAs I bid yesterday goodbye\n\nI lay my head on a thousand beds\nIt's been a test to see how far a man\nCan go without himself\nI think I lost the only piece that held it all in place\nNow my madness is the only love I let myself embrace\nI could've stayed\n\nBut I chose the lie\nI chose the life\nThen I realized\nShe might've been the one\nI let it go\nFor a little fun\nI made a trade\nGave away our days\nFor a little fame\nNow I'll never see your face\nBut it's okay, I adapted anyway\n\nAdapted to these models\nWho's adapted to the bottle\nThey take it down like water\nJust to burn away their sorrows\nI'll stay up ‘til tomorrow\nJust to tear down all their morals\nAnd all is fair in Love and War\nShe's pure\n\nSo pure, like the love that's so uncut and raw\nAnd clean, so clean, as opposed to what I offered\n\nBecause I chose the lie\nI chose the life\nThen I realized\nShe might've been the one\nI let it go\nFor a little fun\nI made a trade\nGave away our days\nFor a little fame\nNow I'll never see your face\nBut it's okay, I adapted anyway\n\nShe might just be the one\nShe might just be the one (Oh, baby)\nShe might just be the one\nShe might just be the one\nThe afternoon has gently passed me by\nThe evening spreads its sail against the sky\nWaiting for tomorrow\nJust another day\nGod bid yesterday goodbye"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled After Hours"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nThought I almost died in my dream again (Baby, almost died)\nFightin' for my life, I couldn't breathe again\nI'm fallin' in too deep (Oh, oh)\nWithout you, I can't sleep (Fallin' in)\n'Cause my heart belongs to you\nI'll risk it all for you\nI want you next to me\nThis time, I'll never leave\nI wanna share babies\nProtection, we won't need\nYour body next to me\nIs just a memory\nI'm fallin' in too deep, oh\nWithout you, I can't sleep\nInsomnia relieve, oh\nTalk to me, without you, I can't breathe\n\nMy darkest hours\nGirl, I felt so alone inside of this crowded room\nDifferent girls on the floor, distractin' my thoughts of you\nI turned into the man I used to be, to be\nPut myself to sleep\nJust so I can get closer to you inside my dreams\nDidn't wanna wake up 'less you were beside me\nI just wanted to call you and say, and say\n\nOh, baby\nWhere are you now when I need you most?\nI'd give it all just to hold you close\nSorry that I broke your heart, your heart\n\nNever comin' down, uh\nI was running away from facin' reality, uh\nWastin' all of my time out living my fantasies\nSpendin' money to compensate, compensate\n'Cause I want you, baby, uh\nI be livin' in heaven when I'm inside of you\nIt was simply a blessing wakin' beside you\nI'll never let you down again, again\n\nOh, baby\nWhere are you now when I need you most?\nI'd give it all just to hold you close\nSorry that I broke your heart, your heart\nI said, baby\nI'll treat you better than I did before\nI'll hold you down and not let you go\nThis time, I won't break your heart, your heart, yeah\n\nI know it's all my fault\nMade you put down your guard\nI know I made you fall\nThen said you were wrong for me\nI lied to you, I lied to you, I lied to you (To you)\nCan't hide the truth, I'd stay with her in spite of you\nYou did some things that you regret, still ride for you\n'Cause this house is not a home\n\nWithout my baby\nWhere are you now when I need you most?\nI gave it all just to hold you close\nSorry that I broke your heart, your heart\nAnd I said, baby\nI'll treat you better than I did before\nI'll hold you down and not let you go\nThis time, I won't break your heart, your heart, no"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled All I Know"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\n\nThe reasons I can't have you are so easy to fix\nI didn't really plan to, but I'ma do it for thi-is\nThe reasons I can't have you isn't so complicated\nBaby, if you let me, I won't hesita-ate\n\nAll I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\n\nI know there's been stigma 'round me\nI know you heard things about me\nYou sleep one eye closed, too scared to get heartbroke\nHeard too many lies told, don't make this shit my fault\nI could tell why you would doubt me\nI hit one time and you can't live without me\nGirl, I'm just peakin', I'm just tryna be on top of you\nOn top of you\n\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know is this (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I know)\nAll I know is this (All I know, all I know, all I know, all I know)\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nIs this, is this\n\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\nOoh, ah\n\nS-s-sleep with one eye open\nI'm terrified to get my heart broke\nBlood talkin' like a Piru\nFuck with me, nigga, you gon' die slow (Gang)\nLamborghini make you Crip walk (Skrrt)\nI'm smashin' off with my side ho\nFull of these medicals, bitches, got several\nShe eat the dick up like it's an edible\nThen I get back to my capital\nI got the Glock on the passenger\nI got these tropical fantasies\nThey gon' remember my legacy\nHang out the roof of the Ghost\nThe cash in my pocket spill right on the floor\nThe cash in my pocket spill out on the floor\nWhen the cash overflow, let the cash overflow\nI done fucked a bitch that bougie (Yeah)\nHave you ever, ever fucked a bitch that bougie? (Oh-ooh)\nI done fucked a bitch that bougie\nI done, I done, I done fucked a bitch that bougie (Oh-ooh)\nI done fucked a bitch conceited\nI done fucked a few, few bitches conceited (Oh, yeah)\nWe just wanna say we did it\nWe just wanna say we did it (They say)\nI know like you know\nI keep that trigger beside me (Keep that trig')\nI know like you know\nYou just another body (Oh)\nI know like you know\nI keep that trigger beside me (Keep that trig', oh, oh)\nI know like you know\nYou just another body (Just another body)\nHave you fucked a bitch this pretty?\nHit her on the first night and went and bought titties\nHave you fucked a bitch this pretty?\nHit her on the first night and went and bought titties (Bought what?)\nNiggas always sneak dissin'\nWe gon' continue fuckin' they bitches\nI ain't just fuckin' that bitch\nI been the one makin' love to that bitch\n\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know is this (All I know, all I know, all I)\nAll I know (All I know, all I know, all I know)\nAll I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\nAll I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this\n(All I know, all I know, all I know, all I know is this) Is this, is this"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Alone Again"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nTake off my disguise\nI'm living someone else's life\nSuppressing who I was inside\nSo I throw two thousand ones in the sky\nTogether we're alone (Together we're alone)\nIn Vegas, I feel so at home (In Vegas, I feel so at home)\nI'm falling only for the night\nSo I throw two thousand ones in the sky (The sky)\nOh, oh, oh, how much to light up my star again\nAnd rewire all my thoughts?\nOh, baby, won't you remind me what I am\nAnd break, break my little cold heart?\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh\nOh, oh-oh-oh, oh\n\nCall me up and I'll send for you\nTake me down to your altitude\nI don't know if I can be alone again (Alone again)\nI don't know if I can sleep alone again (Alone again)\nCheck my pulse for a second time (A second time)\nI took too much, I don't wanna die\nI don't know if I can be alone again (Alone again)\nI don't know if I can sleep alone again\n\nWoah-oh-oh-oh-oh\nWoah-oh-oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\n\nCount it up, it's all for you, count it up\nCount it up, it's all for you, count it up\n'Cause I don't know if I can be alone again\nI don't know if I can be alone again"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Angel"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \n(Ooh, ooh)\n(Ooh, ooh)\nOh, oh, yeah\nYeah, hey, yeah\n\nAngel, oh-oh-oh-oh\nKnew you were special from the moment I saw you (Saw you)\nI saw you, yeah\nI said, angel, oh-oh-oh-oh\nI feel you closer every time I call you (Call you)\nI call you\n\n'Cause all I see are wings\nWell, I can see your wings\nBut I know what I am and the life I live (Life I live)\nYeah, the life I live\nAnd even though I sin\nMaybe we are born to live\nBut I know time will tell if we're meant for this\nYeah, if we're meant for this\nAnd if we're not\n\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love\nSomebody to love\nYeah, uh, yeah, yeah\n\nSaid, angel, woah-oh-oh-oh\nYou'll probably never take me back and I know this (Know this)\nYeah, I know this, aw, baby\nI said angel, woah-oh-oh-oh\nI'm so desensitized to feeling these emotions (Emotions)\nYeah, no emotions, baby\n\n'Cause all I see are wings\nWell, I can see your wings\nBut I know what I am and the life I live (Life I live)\nYeah, the life I live\nAnd even though I sin\nWe are born to live\nBut I know time will tell if we're meant for this\nYeah, if we're meant for this\nAnd if we're not\n\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh)\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh)\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh)\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love\nSomebody to love\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nAnd even though we live inside\nA dangerously empty life\nYou always seem to bring the light\nYou always seem to bring the light\nAnd even though we live inside\nA dangerously empty life\nYou always seem to bring me light\nYou always seem to bring me light\n\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love\nYeah, yeah, oh\n\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody, baby)\nI hope you find somebody (Ooh, woah, ooh)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody)\nI hope you find somebody to love (I hope you find somebody to love)\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Woo)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find, oh)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find, oh)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody, baby)\nI hope you find somebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love\nSomebody to love\nYeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah\nOoh, somebody, baby\nI hope you find somebody (If you love somebody)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody)\nI hope you find somebody (I hope you find somebody, babe)\nI hope you find somebody to love\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nSomebody to love (Somebody to love)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Another One Of Me"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nDon't waste your tears on me\nI'ma tell you it ain't worth the fight\nI'ma hurt you if you let me\nI can love you only for the night\nI can love you for the night, baby\nBaby, I could play your role-play\nI can tell that you're the only one\nAnd I'ma promise that you feel pain\nYou ain't gon' get pain from no one else, yeah\nGet it from no one else\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\nAnother one of me won't come around again\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Montana)\n\nCoke boy floodin' the streets, feedin' the fam' (Woo)\nSpeedin' the Lamb', pray to the east, feet in the sand (Ayy)\nMake your mouth piece obese like Della Reese\nPuttin' squares in the garden, holdin' court in the streets (Ah)\nI gotta go to heaven, I had a hell of a life\nFightin' my bitch, married the game, made it my wife (Haan)\nAbu Dhabi, Vecerans and Bugattis\nChopper under the dasher, blend with the Emirates (Baow, baow-baow-baow)\nCoi Leray in L.A., no more parties (No more parties)\nToo $hort from the Bay, got the E and the .40 (Baow-baow-baow)\nThere's a cause and effect to every action\nHold you down, never slip up, like Derif Jackson (Woo)\nIf you can stand the rain, I'll get you that new addition\nShawty wanna eat, but wasn't with me in the kitchen (Wasn't with me in the kitchen)\nGotta sign a NDA to get next to me (Uh)\nI can turn a whole brick to a NFT (Woo)\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh\nAnother one of me won't come around again\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Talk to 'em)\n\nOne-night stand 'cause I'm toxic (21)\nWe don't go on dates, I'm tryna duck the paparazzi (Facts)\nPull it out and put it in her face like it's hibachi (Ah)\nYou know I'm a dog, you probably better off without me (Come on)\nDiamonds on my body, I'm a hockey puck (On God)\nLil' mama been around the hood like the ice cream truck (On God)\nI ain't leavin' you for dead, come get your life cleaned up\nStill can't put a ring on her, she a nice ting but— (Come on)\nYou can come and join the team, I got cap space (21)\nWhole pointers on the bezel, call it, \"Fat face\" (21)\nA-Rod, I'm ballin', but I'm loyal, never leave the base (Never)\nYou can call me anythin' you want but just don't call me, \"Bae\" (On God)\nPut her to the test and she was here to stay (21)\nFall asleep on FaceTime when I'm away (21)\nShe addicted to the game, and she know I play\nIf you tryna find another me, then you gon' have to pray\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, baby\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Uh)\nAnother one of me won't come around again (Ayo, check this out)\nOoh-ooh\n\nAll I am is a man with ambition to be the best (Ooh-ooh)\nWhen I failed, it just gave me the vision to see the rest (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)\nWasn't even ready when God gave me the test\nSo I pray you find love in the pieces of me that's left (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)\nDear Heavenly Father\nYeah, I pray you find love in the pieces of me that's left (Ooh-ooh)\nFeel it in your soul, it separates from your flesh (Ooh)\nThe nights that I cried alone, they taught me best (Ooh)\nAnybody shine like this, they mighty blessed\nBut sometimes, you gotta go through the dark to manifest (Ooh)\nYeah, turn me up (Turn me up)\nYo, sometimes, you gotta through the dark to manifest (Ooh)\nSometimes, you gotta smile through the agony and the stress\nMy feet ain't been on the ground, I'm flyin' and landin' jets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nThe world'll never get another me\nBut I ain't did shit if God ain't impressed\n\nI keep talkin' to Him"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled As You Are"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nIt's just me and you\nThey couldn't see what I see in you, yeah\n'Cause I believe in you, uh\nYou're the only one I choose\n\nEven though you break my heart, my heart\n(Even though you break my heart, baby)\nI know what we are, our love's too young\nEven though you break my heart, my love\nI'ma need you, I'ma need you, I'ma need you, yeah\n\nShow me your broken heart and all your scars\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are, yeah\nShow me your broken parts and all your flaws\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are, yeah\n\nIt's just you and I\nOoh, yeah\nJust a phase in our little lie, ch-yeah\nWe can sex all night, uh\nOoh, woah\nI see the want to in your eyes\n\nBut you know I'll break your heart, your heart\n'Cause I know what we are, our love's too young\nEven though I'll break your heart, your heart\nI'ma need you, I'ma need you, I'ma need you, yeah\n\nShow me your broken heart and all your scars\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are\nShow me your broken parts and all your flaws\nBaby, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take, I'll take you as you are\nI'll take you as you are, yeah, yeah\n\nOh, oh, hey-ey\nYou know it, you know I know it, baby\nNo, no, yeah, you know it, you know I know it, baby\nYou know, you know, you know\nYou know, know, oh\nYou know, know, baby\n\nAs I am\nBaby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am, as I am\nBaby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am\nOoh, ooh\nAs I am, baby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am\nAs I am, baby, won't you take me as I am?\nAs I am, as I am"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Attention"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh\n\nBaby, you were so strong\nBaby, you were calm, you were so calm, yeah\nTell me where it went wrong\nTell me how to love, it's been so long\nWhen a call's not enough, yeah\nAnd you just need to touch\nThinkin' twice I'm the one, yeah\nBut you just need to trust\n\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nYou only notice it 'cause I'm never around\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh, babe\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nThe only problem is you'll never get enough\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh woah\n\nWhat do you expect now?\nOnly thing left is the sex now\n'Cause baby too vexed now\nOnly see me on the TV or the bed now\nWhen a touch not enough, yeah\nYou were more than a fuck\nThinkin' twice I'm the one\nBut you just need to trust\n\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nYou only notice it 'cause I'm never around\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh, babe\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nThe only problem is you'll never get enough\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh woah\nOoh, ooh\nOoh, attention\nOoh, ooh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\nOoh (Love all the attention, baby), attention (Love all the attention)\n\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nYou only notice it 'cause I'm never around\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh, babe\nYou're only lookin' for attention\nThe only problem is you'll never get enough\nYou're only lookin' for attention, oh, oh woah, yeah\n\nOh, oh (Yeah), oh, oh (Yeah)\nOh, oh (Yeah), oh, oh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Baptized In Fear"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nOoh, no, ooh, no, shit\n\nI fell asleep in the tub, I was met with paralysis\nMy foot hit the faucet, water started flowing in\nCouldn't scream for help, I just slowly felt the pressure hit\nMoving one toe was the only form of motion left\nCan't breathe for air, can't breathe\nTrying to remember everything that my preacher said\nTryna right my wrongs, my rеgrets filling up my head\nAll the timеs I dodged death, this can't be the way it ends, no\n\nFigure in the corner I can't quite see (Quite see)\nI just know the shadow's staring at me\nIt gets closer, it gets closer, it gets closer now\nFigure in the corner laughing at me (At me)\nWater fill my lungs, vision blurry\nHeartbeat slower, heartbeat slower, heartbeat slower\n\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\n\nI've been baptized in fear, my dear\nI've been the chief of sin\nWashing my soul within\nI've been baptized in fear, my dear\nLike Paul, I'm the chief of sin\nWashing my soul within, oh\n\nFigure in the corner I can't quite see (Quite see)\nI just know the shadow's staring at me\nIt gets closer, it gets closer, it gets closer now\nFigure in the corner laughing at me (At me)\nWater fill my lungs, vision blurry\nHeartbeat slower, heartbeat slower, heartbeat slower\n\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on\nVoices'll tell me that I should carry on"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Belong To the World"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nThe wind in the sky\nPlease gather the clouds\nAnd close the way of the wind\nI need to make the beautiful dancer\nLike a muse, so I can keep looking at her\nToo bad if you forget about me\nI have to live with it\nWe swear by God we will be together forever\nNow I'm worried God will take your soul\nBecause you broke your promise\nLike the fire which guards light up to search things\nBurns up in the night\nAnd fades into the daylight\nJust as my love and thoughts of you\nBurn in the night and fade into the sun\n\nI know you want your money, girl\n'Cause you do this every day, okay\nThe way you doubt your feelings\nAnd look the other way\nWell, it's something I relate to\nYour gift of nonchalance\nBut nobody's ever made me fall in love\nWith this amount of touch, well\n\nI'm not a fool\nI just love that you're dead inside (That you're dead inside)\nI'm not a fool, I'm just lifeless, too\nBut you taught me how to feel\nWhen nobody ever would\nAnd you taught me how to love\nWhen nobody ever could\n\nOoh, girl, I know I should leave you\nAnd learn to mistreat you\n'Cause you belong to the world\nAnd ooh, girl, I wanna embrace you\nDomesticate you\nBut you belong to the world\nYou belong to the world\n\nAnd I know that I'm saying too much\nEven though I'd rather hold my tongue, yeah\nAnd I'll pull you closer holding on to\nEvery moment 'til my time is done, yeah\nAnd this ain't right, you've been the only one to make me smile\nIn so long, I've succumbed to what I've become, oh, baby\n\nI'm not a fool (I'm not a fool)\nI just love that you're dead inside (That you're dead inside)\nI'm not a fool (Oh, no) I'm just lifeless, too (I'm just lifeless, too)\nBut you taught me how to feel (You taught me how to feel)\nWhen nobody ever would (When nobody ever would)\nAnd you taught me how to love (You taught me how to love)\nWhen nobody ever could (Oh, babe, oh, babe)\n\nOoh, girl, I know I should leave you (I know I should leave you)\nAnd learn to mistreat you (And learn to mistreat you)\n'Cause you belong to the world (Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah)\nAnd ooh, girl, I wanna embrace you (Oh, babe, I wanna embrace you)\nDomesticate you (Domesticate you)\nBut you belong to the world (Oh, baby)\n\nYou belong to the world, you belong to the world\nYou belong to the loneliness of filling every need\nOh, no, you belong to the world, you belong to the world\nYou belong to the temporary moments of a dream\n\nOoh, girl, I know I should leave you\nAnd learn to mistreat you\n'Cause you belong to the world, ooh, yeah\nAnd ooh, girl, I want to embrace you\nDomesticate you\nBut you belong to the world\n\nYou belong to the world\nYou belong to the world\nYou belong to the world\nYou belong to the world"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Best Friends"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nOh, oh, oh\nHey\nYeah, yeah, yeah, uh\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\nOh, what we got\nBaby, what we got is secure\nBeen a part of toxic love\nIt tore us apart\nThings you want, I'm not lookin' for\nYou're my best friend now\nYou're my best friend now\nOh, I don't want to be responsible\nFor your heart if we fall\n'Cause I'll get clumsy and tear it apart\nI love you so, but we can't get close\nYou're my best friend now\nYou're my best friend now\n\nOh, I love it when we climax (Climax)\nAnd I would never burn you\nI could never hurt you\nIf we do it like that\nDon't try to take it further\nFocus on the friendship\nGet a little sidetracked\nCatchin' little feelings\nThought we had arrangements\nThought you weren't like that\nYeah (Uh-uh), I thought you weren't like that\n\nOh, friends no more\nSex as friends no more\nYou don't wanna have sex as friends no more\nFriends no more\nOoh, friends no more, uh\nSex as friends no more\nYou don't wanna have sex as friends no more\nOh\n\nOh, what we got (Oh yeah)\nBaby, what we got is secure\nBeen a part of toxic love\nIt tore us apart (Oh yeah)\nThings you want, I'm not lookin' for (I'm not searchin')\nYou're my best friend now (Oh, baby)\nYou're my best friend now\nOh, I don't want to be responsible\nFor your heart if we fall (Oh no)\n'Cause I'll get clumsy and tear it apart\nI love you so (Oh yeah), but we can't get close\nYou're my best friend now (Best friend now)\nYou're my best friend now (Best friend now)\n\nDawn FM (Radio)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Big Sleep"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nLa, la, la, la, la, la\nLa, la, la, la, la, la\nLa-la, la-la, la-la\n\nYou know I love it when you're angry\nI'm looking at you like\nNo, no, no, no, no\nAs I make you go\nI don't want you to go away\nI found you, I found you\n\nWell, you used up your borrowed life\nAnd you wasted your borrowed time\nBig sleep, big sleep\nWell, you barely put up a fight\nReady for the forever night\nBig sleep, big sleep, oh\n\nOh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\n\nNow I lay me down to sleep\nPray the Lord my soul to keep\nAngels watch me through the night\nWake me up with light\n\nOh, oh-oh-oh, oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh\nSoul resurrecting\nAs He finally comes to life, oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Blinding Lights"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYeah\n\nI've been tryna call\nI've been on my own for long enough\nMaybe you can show me how to love, maybe\nI'm goin' through withdrawals\nYou don't even have to do too much\nYou can turn me on with just a touch, baby\n\nI look around and\nSin City's cold and empty (Oh)\nNo one's around to judge me (Oh)\nI can't see clearly when you're gone\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch\nI said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night\nOh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust\nHey, hey, hey\n\nI'm running out of time\n'Cause I can see the sun light up the sky\nSo I hit the road in overdrive, baby, oh\n\nThe city's cold and empty (Oh)\nNo one's around to judge me (Oh)\nI can't see clearly when you're gone\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch\nI said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night\nOh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust\n\nI'm just calling back to let you know (Back to let you know)\nI could never say it on the phone (Say it on the phone)\nWill never let you go this time (Ooh)\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch\nHey, hey, hey\n\nHey, hey, hey\n\nI said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights\nNo, I can't sleep until I feel your touch"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled CIRCUS MAXIMUS"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nUnreal, what is this?\nGod done gave me strength\nAre these the front row seats you wanted?\nWe'll have our final moment\n\nA walk-in attraction\nA walkin' distraction\nI'm naturally Black and\nUnnaturally breathin'\nLike a waist that is snatchin'\nWelcome to my world where it's packed in\nAt the top of the tavern\nHow I see when this happenin'\nAll the real have been dabbed in\nAll the, all the bumps and the grabbin'\nAin't no cops here harassin'\nAll the looks and the laughin'\nAnd outside, it got traffic\n'Cause inside, we wreak havoc\nYеah, I know when this\nYeah, I know when this drastic, whеre it's goin'\nWhen I back up emotions\nAll this here, I'm controllin'\nWhen I'm back in the\nWhen I'm back in the streets, on my side, I'm patrollin'\nWhen I'm back in the, when I'm back in the (Ah)\n\nI know our love is forsaken (Woo)\nBut do you care if I was alive? (Whenever I'm back in the, ah)\nOr do you wanna be famous? (Woo, yeah)\n\nI took the top off\nLike she took her lil' blouse off\nToo hard to go drop off\nYou know that boy not soft\nI never would travel\nSo I need me a time vault\nI been up in Cabo\nWith my Bailey Osanto\nIn this world, look around, yo\nIt's just mano y mano\nI might still eat McDonald's\nBut don't think I'm a Ronald\nI went back to my land\nMove like Moses, walkin' over seas\nIn my state because the country\nEvery part of it is part of me\nTell your parliament, \"Pardon me\" (Woo)\nOff the saké, turned to Socrates (Woo)\nHeavy moments on the ground\nFeel it shapin' in the sound\n'Cause we ri—, 'cause we right in yo' house\nAnd you know that we down\nIf yo' ass don't know nothin'\nGotta know that it's time\nI'm excited to jump in\nSo much that I'm flyin'\nPut you right in the function\nTook you right off a vine\nGot this shit in a bind\nWe got it, we got it now (Ah, woo)\nWhenever I'm duckin' it (Ah, woo)\n\nI'm waiting on a let go\nI'm waiting on a let go\nI know myself, I know exactly how to make you special\nGo, collect your fame\nI'm waiting in an echo\nI'm waiting in an echo\n'Cause you keep callin' back, I thought I told you that we do not\nSorry, I didn't let you out\nOut, woah-oh\n(Out)\n(Out, woah-oh)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Call Out My Name"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nWe found each other\nI helped you out of a broken place\nYou gave me comfort\nBut falling for you was my mistake\n\nI put you on top, I put you on top\nI claimed you so proud and openly\nAnd when times were rough, when times were rough\nI made sure I held you close to me\n\nSo call out my name (Call out my name)\nCall out my name when I kiss you so gently\nI want you to stay (Want you to stay)\nI want you to stay even though you don't want me\nGirl, why can't you wait? (Why can't you wait, baby?)\nGirl, why can't you wait 'til I fall out of love?\nWon't you call out my name? (Call out my name)\nGirl, call out my name, and I'll be on my way and\nI'll be on my—\n\nI said I didn't feel nothing, baby, but I lied\nI almost cut a piece of myself for your life\nGuess I was just another pit stop\n'Til you made up your mind\nYou just wasted my time\n\nYou were on top, I put you on top\nI claimed you so proud and openly, babe\nAnd when times were rough, when times were rough\nI made sure I held you close to me\n\nSo call out my name (Call out my name, baby)\nSo call out my name when I kiss you so gently (Ohh)\nI want you to stay (I want you to stay)\nI want you to stay even though you don't want me\nGirl, why can't you wait? (Girl, why can't you wait 'til I?)\nGirl, why can't you wait 'til I fall out of loving?\nBabe, call out my name (Say call out my name, baby)\nGirl, call out my name and I'll be on my way\nAnd, I'll be on my—\n\nOn my way, on my way\nOn my way, on my way, ooh\nOn my way, on my way, on my way\nOn my way, on my way, on my way\n(On my)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Can’t Feel My Face"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \n\nAnd I know she'll be the death of me\nAt least we'll both be numb\nAnd she'll always get the best of me\nThe worst is yet to come\nBut at least we'll both be beautiful\nAnd stay forever young\nThis I know, uh\nThis I know\n\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nAbout it\"\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nNo more\"\nWe both know we can't go\nWithout it\nShe told me, \"You'll never\nBe alo-oh-oh-ooh\"\n\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you\nBut I love it\nBut I love it, oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you\nBut I love it\nBut I love it, oh\n\nAnd I know she'll be the death of me\nAt least we'll both be numb\nAnd she'll always get the best of me\nThe worst is yet to come\nAll the misery was necessary\nWhen we're deep in love\nThis I know (Girl)\nGirl, I know, uh\n\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nAbout it\"\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nNo more\"\nWe both know we can't go\nWithout it\nShe told me, \"You'll never\nBe alo-oh-oh-ooh\"\n\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you\nBut I love it\nBut I love it, oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with\nYou (I can't feel my face)\nBut I love it (But I love it)\nBut I love it (I can't feel my face), oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you (When I'm with you)\nBut I love it (But I love it, yeah)\nBut I love it (But I love it), oh\n(I can't feel my face) I can't feel my face when I'm with (When I'm with you) you\nBut I love it (But I love it)\nBut I love it (Girl, I love it), oh\n\nOh\nOh-oh\nOoh-ooh\n\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nAbout it\"\nShe told me, \"Don't worry\nNo more\"\nWe both know we can't go (Can't go)\nWithout it\nShe told me, \"You'll never\nBe alo-oh-oh—\nOoh\"\n\nI can't feel my face when I'm with you (I can't feel my face, girl)\nBut I love it (But I love it, yeah)\nBut I love it (Oh, I love it, yeah) oh\nI can't feel my face when I'm with\nYou (Said, I can't feel my face)\nBut I love it (But I love it)\nBut I love it (Girl, I love it), oh\n(I can't feel my face) I can't feel my face when I'm with\n(When I'm with you) you\nBut I love it (Know I love it, girl)\nBut I love it (Don't you think I do?), oh\n(I can't feel my face) I can't feel my face when I'm with\n(When I'm with you) you (I can't feel my face, girl)\nBut I love it (When I'm with you, baby)\nBut I love it (Said, when I'm with you, baby), oh\nI can't feel my fa—\n\nUh\nHey!"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Closing Night"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Yeah, you're emotional\nWhen I'm just being logical at times\nHow can our love ever grow\nWhen you're just tryna dig for lies?\nYou're irrational\nWhen I see you chronically online\nHow can our roots ever grow\nLivin' off a cellphone light?\n\nHow did we get to this place?\nI don't know what I should say\n'Cause you and I been knowin' the truth\nAnd I know I'm the one that you blame\nHow did your love turn to hate?\nYou said I made you this way\nI'm not tryna argue the truth\nI'm used to always takin' the blame\n\nOne last time and I'll let you make your case\nOne last time 'causе you're playin' in my face\nOne last timе, baby, one last time, baby\nOne last time before we both walk away\nI just wanna go back to the simple times that made me trust you\n'Cause the weight of my past doesn't feel so heavy when I'm with you\n\nHow did we get to this place?\nI don't know what I should say\n'Cause you and I been knowin' the truth\nAnd I know I'm the one that you blame\nHow did your love turn to hate?\nYou said I made you this way\nI'm not tryna argue the truth\nI'm used to always takin' the blame\n(One last time, one last time)\n(One last time, one last time)\nI'm used to always takin' the blame"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Come Thru"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nOh yeah, come through\nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nOh yeah, uh\n\nBut baby, let's face it, I'm not into dating\nI haven't been patient\nEver since I been famous my time has been racing\nMy motives are basic, this life I've been chasing\nThese hearts I've been breaking\nAnd these girls I been tasting don't never get naked\nJust put it in a ponytail, fuck 'em from behind\nFuck 'em with their clothes on, panties to the side\nPut the panties to the side, like a don do\nGet it wet, let it slide like a sunroof\nGot goals, got dreams, got hoes, got cribs\nGot niggas that'll die for a prince\nGot my city on lock, XO 'til the death\nLeft town in a coach, came back in a jet\n\nCome through, I'm not living like I did before\nCome through, um, I said come through\nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nCome through, oh yeah\nOh, come through\nI've been out there puttin' down that work\nCome through, oh yeah, I said come through\nEverything I said I'd do, I did\nCome through, come through, ohh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Comin Out Strong"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Like a nigga don't dance, but he make moves\nThey fuck around, now a nigga gotta shame you\nI'm shameless, I be rockin' all my chains too\nThey told me, \"Boy I think the money's startin' to change you\"\nLord save you, Lord save you\n'Member runnin' through the city in the same shoes\nNow I'm gunnin' in the Benz and the Range too\nI'm on point, know a nigga never take two\nThey said I couldn't reach Mars, so I turned to a star\nNow I might have fucked around, might have raised up the bar\nNow I'm talkin' cash, talk cash all in my palm\nMy nigga Cash said, \"Watch what they do for the ones\"\nI know she wanna be poppin' all over the 'Gram\nWhen the cameras come out, wanna hold my hand\nMust be out of your mind, do you know who I am?\nMan, you're killin' my vibe, do you know who I am?\nOh, yeah\n\nThey take my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nTake my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out..\n\nI might end up with your ho if I take one (Still comin')\nNow days if they don't have a story, they gon' make one (Still comin')\nLast night I gave my heart to a fake one (Still comin')\nI done end up on the blogs with the wrong one (Still comin')\nIt's hard to tell the real stories from the fake ones (Yeah, comin')\n'Cause now days if they don't got it they'll make one (Still comin')\nThe only time I feel alive when I take (Still comin')\nI wanna vent but I know it ain't safe (Still comin')\nMust be out of your mind, do you know who I am? (Do you know who I am?)\nUsed to hit it from behind, do you know who I am? (Never say my name)\nI can't give you all my time, do you know who I am? (Give you my t-)\nMake you fall in love tonight, must don't know who I am, I am\nI showed you a million, no videos (No videos)\nI opened up Bentley doors, I invented doors (I invented)\nBodies droppin' and we duckin' the law\nIf you the one to take the blame, you can't say what you saw, no\n\nThey take my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')\nStill comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')\nStill comin' out strong\nTake my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong (Yeah, comin')\nStill comin' out strong (Still comin')\nStill comin' out..\n\nPluto don't dance, but I make moves (Keep comin')\nWe fucked around, now a nigga gotta shame you (Keep comin')\nShameless, I've been rockin' all my chains too (Keep comin')\nTold me, \"Boy I think the money startin' to change you\"\nLord save you, Lord save you\nThey might pick you up, just throw you down with the fall\nYou must not know who I am\nYou must not know who I am\nI pour champagne on the ground\nI pour champagne on the ground\nMy brother Casino said you wasn't Freebandz (Freebandz)\nAnd at the time I couldn't see what he was sayin' (He was sayin')\nYou turned your back, I should have never gave you chances (Gave you chances)\nI call for loyalty, she didn't ever answer\nI'm a boss, I'ma make my own family (La familia)\nYou're with my ex, while I'm with different color candies\n(So familiar)\nI got Jenny, I got Tammy, I got Sandy\nYou try to sneak and leave 'em then I leave you stranded\nBe honest to me\n\nThey take my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong (Be honest to me)\nTake my kindness for weakness\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out strong\nStill comin' out...\n\nKindness, she lie\nStill comin', lie\nBoss, fuck around, boss\nKindness\nDown, like a nigga, she lie\nKindness, she lie\nKindness, oh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Coming Down"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nAll alone\nAll alone\nAll alone\nAll alone\n\nI got something to tell you but don't know how I'ma say it\nI guess that I could only say one thing\nGirl, I been bad again, girl, I been bad again\n'Cause with this money comes problems\nAnd with these problems comes solutions\nAnd I use 'em\nWhen I'm faded I forget\nForget what you mean to me\nHope you know what you mean to me\n\nPick up your phone\nThe party's finished and I want you to know\nI'm all alone\nI'm feelin' everything before I got up\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Oh no)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ooh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Oh yeah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down\n\nPoppin' again, I tried to quit again\nI'm always tight with something I begin\nThat's why my niggas got me to the end\nSupply what I take, I take what I spend, baby\nI ain't lying to nobody but me\nAnd you, and me\nBut you especially\n\nPick up your phone (Oh, oh)\nThe party's finished and I want you to know\nI'm all alone\nI'm feelin' everything before I got up\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down (No, oh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (When I'm coming down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Right down, right down, right down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah-oh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Right down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down\n\n私を怒らせないでほしい\nこのような事をされるのは不快だ\n士郎は卑怯です\n私の過去を知って、何度も私の中に入ってくる\n私の答えなど知っているはずなのに\n私がどれほど罪を重ねてきたことを、あなたは知っていないの\nPick up your phone\nI'm all alone\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Creepin’"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \n(Just can't believe this, man)\n(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)\nSomebody said they saw you\nThe person you were kissing wasn't me\nAnd I would never ask you\nI just kept it to myself\n\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\n\nI think about it when I hold you\nWhen lookin' in your eyes, I can't believe\nAnd I don't need to know the truth\nBaby, keep it to yourself\n\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\n\nDid he touch you better than me? (Touch you better than me)\nDid he watch you fall asleep? (Watch you fall asleep)\nDid you show him all those things that you used to do to me?\nIf you're better off that way (Better off that way)\nThere ain't more that I can say (More that I can say)\nJust go on and do your thing and don't come back to me\n\nWoah, woah, woah, 21\nHad me crushin', I was cuffin' like the precinct\nHow you go from housewife to a sneaky link?\nGot you riding 'round in all type of Benzes and Rovers\nGirl, you used to ride in the rinky-dink\nI'm the one put you in Eliantte (On God)\nFashion Nova model, I put you on the runway (On God)\nYou was rockin' Coach bags, got you Chane'-ne'\nSide bitch in Frisco, I call her my Bay-bae (21)\nI got a girl, but I still feel alone (On God)\nIf you playin' me that mean my home ain't home (On God)\nHavin' nightmares of goin' through your phone (21)\nCan't even record, you got me out my zone\n\nI don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\nIf you're playin' me, keep it on the low\n'Cause my heart can't take it anymore\nAnd if you creepin', please don't let it show\nOh, baby, I don't wanna know\n\nIf you creepin', just don't let me find out (On God)\nGet a hotel, never bring 'em to the house (On God)\nIf you're better off that way\nBaby, all that I can say\nIf you're gonna do your thing, then don't come back to me"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Crew Love"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOoh, ooh\nWoah, yeah\nOoh (Yeah)\n\nTake your nose off my keyboard\nWhat you bothering me for?\nThere's a room full of niggas\nWhat you following me for?\nThis ain't no fuckin' sing-along\nSo, girl, what you singin' for?\nIt's 'cause we blowing like a C4\nGot my whole crew blowin' like a C4\nTwenty, keep the bar rollin'\nFake IDs in the trash, we goin'\nStraight to the top, rooftop glows\nWith a handful of girls and they all so foreign\nBrain so poisoned, rainbows flowin'\nLight-skinned chick, first flight from Poland\nA whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland\nA whole lotta cash comin' straight from Poland\n\nWhy? 'Cause they loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew, woah\n\nYeah\nSmokin' weed under star projectors\nI guess we'll never know where Harvard gets us\nBut seein' my family have it all\nTook the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall\nAnd really, I think I like who I'm becoming\nThere's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing\nThere's times where I might blow like 50K on a vacation\nFor all my soldiers, just to see the looks on all they faces\nAll it took was patience\nI got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me\nThe same ones that'll come up off the hip for me\nThe realest niggas say, \"Your lyrics do shit for me\"\nI told my story and made history\nTell them I'ma need reservations for twenty\nI've never really been one for the preservation of money, nah\nI'd much rather spend it all while I'm breathin'\nThat OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know\n\nThey loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nOh, they loving the crew\nLoving the crew, oh\nOh, they loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nThey loving the crew\nWoah\n\n'Cause we blowin' like a C4\nGot my whole crew blowin' like a C4\n(If you broadcast swag, nigga, we the news in your city)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Cry For Me"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOoh, yeah\nOoh, yeah\nI can feel it\nGirl, pick up your phone, I can't believe it\nI can feel my spirit slowly leaving\nI can't see myself and I'm not breathing (Ah)\nI'm not breathing (I'm not breathing)\nSlowly bleeding (Bleeding)\nI wish that I told you all my feelings (Feelings)\nI hope that I live life for a reason (Reason)\nBut at least you'll play this song\nWhen I'm gone\n\nAnd I hope you cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, take it easy on me, baby\n'Cause I tried with you, saw my life with you\nEnd of time with you, now we're strangers\nAnd I hope that you still cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, I've been living with this lie\nNow I can't hide the truth, I can't hide the truth\nGirl, I'll cry for you\nGirl, I'll cry for you, ooh, yeah\n\nI can't see clear\nI wash my fears with whisky tears\nI disappear\nDon't interfere, the end is near\nThe crowd'll scream\nI block my ears to stop the cheers\n'Cause the stage took a toll\nBeen faded on the floor\nIn this penthouse prison, I'm alone\n\nAnd I hope you cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, take it easy on me, baby\n'Cause I tried with you, saw my life with you\nEnd of time with you, now we're strangers\nAnd I hope that you still cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, I've been living with this lie\nNow I can't hide the truth, I can't hide the truth (Hide the truth)\nGirl, I'll cry for you\nGirl, I'll cry for you, ooh, yeah\n\nEvery time I hit the road, it takes a little piece of me\nKills me slowly (Slowly)\nWhen I needed you the most, you always gave me sympathy\nNow you're over me (Over me)\nNow you're better on your own, it ain't a fucking mystery\nYou've been showing me\nNow I've been burning up my home, baby\nI've been burning up my home\n\nAnd I hope you cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, take it easy on me, baby\n'Cause I tried with you, saw my life with you\nEnd of time with you, now we're strangers\nAnd I hope that you still cry for me like I cry for you\nEvery night for you, I've been living with this lie\nNow I can't hide the truth, I can't hide the truth\nGirl, I'll cry for you\nGirl, I'll cry for you, ooh, yeah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Curve"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nHuh, it's Gucci\nXO (Yeah), 1-0 (Yeah), 1-7 (Yeah)\nBrr, brr\n(Go)\n\nThe kid back on the whiskey\nVirginia Black got me tipsy\nI'm in L.A. like I'm Nipsey\nSpanish girls wanna kiss me\nA nigga wanna come and diss me\nAnd put a hex like a gypsy\nThey kill themselves, no wrist bleed\nGot suicides on my SV\nShe do it all for the Fendi\nShe do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)\nBaby girl wanna choose me\nShe wanna use and abuse me (Uh)\nI know she wanna text me (Wow)\nI know she wanna sex me\nFifty thou' make her neck freeze\nFuck her once like, \"Next, please\"\nMy nigga, who would've thought? (Huh?)\nMy nigga, who would've thought now?\nI'll be right back at the top now\nI'll be right back at the top now\nI got your girl on my finger\nBlowin' my phone like she's single\nBlowin' my phone like I'm Cee-Lo (Damn)\nSomebody needs to come get her\n\nLike, \"Woo,\" with the curve (With the curve)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it\nI got that work\nI know you want the Birkin, baby, are you worth it?\nWith the curve (With the curve)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it\nI got that work (With the, with the, with the)\nI need to know for certain (It's Gucci!)\nTell me, are you worth it?\n\nSay I, a star was born last night\nWay you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night\nThat's why you deserve that first-class flight\nBuh-bye, 'cause I just quenched your thirst last night\nI'm in Dubai\nSomebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived\nIf I lived over here, I'd probably have one hundred wives (Damn!)\nWalkin' in the club and they like, \"Gucci just arrived\" (Gucci!)\nI ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky\nI told her I'm a'ight, now she look like she surprised (I'm a'ight)\nShe look like a model, but a devil in disguise\nBum, bum-bum-bum, I feel like Rocky in his prime (Bum, bum-bum-bum, bum)\nYou know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin' time?\nI got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind\nI'm young, rich and handsome, baby, I'm one of a kind\nJust keep it real with me, baby, it won't cost you a dime\nI know you got expensive taste and I don't even mind\n\nLike, \"Woo,\" with the curve (With the curve)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it (No)\nI got that work (Got that, got that, got that)\nI know you want the Birkin, baby, are you worth it?\nWith the curve (With the curve, it's Gucci!)\nI know you don't deserve it, know you don't deserve it (Hell no)\nI got that work (With the, with the, with the, with the)\nI need to know for certain, tell me, are you worth it?\n(You need to know Wop!)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled D.D."}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOh no\nOh no\nOh no, oh no\n\nYou'll never make me stay, so take your weight off of me\nI know your every move, so won't you please let me be?\nI've been here times before, but I was too blind to see\nThat you seduce every man, this time you won't seduce me\n\nShe's saying, \"That's okay, hey baby, do what you please\nI am the stuff that you want, I am the thing that you need\"\nShe looked me deep in the eyes, she touchin' me so to start\nShe say, \"There's no turnin' back,\" she trapped me in her heart\n\nDirty Diana, no (No)\nDirty Diana, no (No)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, let me be\n\nOoh-ooh (Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n\nShe likes the boys in the band, she knows when they come to town\nEvery musician's fan after the curtains come down\nShe waits at backstage doors for those who have prestige\nWho promise fortune and fame, a life that's so carefree\n\nShe's saying, \"That's okay, hey baby do what you want\nI'll be your night lovin' thing, I'll be the freak you can taunt\nAnd I don't care what you say, I want to go too far\nI'll be your everything if you make me a star\"\n\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh, oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), mh (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), let me be (Oh)\n\nOoh-ooh (Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n\nShe said, \"I have to go home, 'cause I'm real tired you see\nBut I hate sleepin' alone, why don't you come with me?\"\nI said, \"My baby's at home, she's probably worried tonight\nI didn't call on the phone to say that I'm alright\"\nDiana walked up to me, she said, \"I'm all yours tonight\"\nAt that I ran to the phone sayin', \"Baby I'm alright\"\nI said, \"Unlock the door 'cause I forgot the key\"\nShe said, \"He's not coming back because he's sleeping with me\"\n\nDirty Diana, no (Ooh-ooh)\nDirty Diana, no (Oh-oh)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, no (Oh)\nDirty Diana, no (Dirty, dirty Di-)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, no (Oh)\nDirty Diana, let me be\n\nOoh-ooh\n(Oh no...)\n(Oh no...)\n(Oh no...)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Dark Times"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Wakin' up, half-past five\nBlood on pillow and one bruised eye\nDrunk too much, you know what I'm like\nBut you shoulda seen the other guy\n\nThis ain't the right time for you to fall in love with me\nWell, baby, I'm just bein' honest\nAnd I know my lies could not make you believe\nWe're running in circles, that's why\n\nIn my dark time, I'll be going back to the street\nPromisin' everything I do not mean\nIn my dark time, baby, this is all I could be\nAnd only my mother can love me for me\nIn my dark time\nIn my dark time\n\nLight one up, let me bum a smoke, uh\nStill comin' down, drippin' throat, uh\nI got another man's blood on my clothes\nBut it ain't his fault, it's the life I chose\n\nThis ain't the right time for you to fall in love with me\nMy baby, I'm just bein' honest, uh\nAnd I know my lies could never make you believe\nRunnin' in circles, that's why\n\nIn my dark times, I'll be going back to these streets\nPromising everything I do not mean\nIn my dark times, maybe this is all I could be\nOnly my mother could love me for me\nIn my dark times\nIn my dark times\n\nIn my dark times, I've still got some problems, I know\nDrivin' too fast but just movin' too slow\nAnd I've got something I've been tryin' to let go of\nPullin' me back every time\n\nIn my dark time, takin' it back to the street\nMakin' those promises that I could not keep\nIn my dark times, baby, this is all I could be\nOnly my mother could love me for me\nIn my dark time, takin' it down to the street\nMakin' those promises that I would never keep\nIn my dark time, this is all I could be\nOnly my mother could love me for me\nIn my dark times\nIn my dark time\nIn my dark times"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Dawn FM"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nThis part I do alone\nI'll take my lead, I'll take my lead on this road\nAnd I need something (Something) to hold (To hold)\nMake me believe in make-beliefs\n'Cause after the light, is it dark? Is it dark all alone?\nAll alone\n\nYou are now listening to 103.5 Dawn FM\nYou've been in the dark for way too long\nIt's time to walk into the light\nAnd accept your fate with open arms\nScared? Don't worry\nWe'll be there to hold your hand and guide you through this painless transition\nBut what's the rush?\nJust relax and enjoy another hour of commercial free yourself music on 103.5 Dawn FM\nStay tuned\n\n103.5 Dawn FM"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Die For You"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI'm findin' ways to articulate the feelin' I'm goin' through\nI just can't say I don't love you (Yeah)\n'Cause I love you, yeah\nIt's hard for me to communicate the thoughts that I hold\nBut tonight, I'm gon' let you know\nLet me tell the truth\nBaby, let me tell the truth, yeah\n\nYou know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes\nYou hate that you want me, hate it when you cry\nYou're scared to be lonely, 'specially in the night\nI'm scared that I'll miss you, happens every time\nI don't want this feelin', I can't afford love\nI try to find a reason to pull us apart\nIt ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect\nAnd I know that you're worth it\nI can't walk away, oh\nEven though we're goin' through it\nAnd it makes you feel alone\nJust know that I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\nThe distance and the time between us\nIt'll never change my mind 'cause\nBaby, I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah (Say)\n\nI'm findin' ways to manipulate the feelin' you're goin' through\nBut, baby girl, I'm not blamin' you\nJust don't blame me, too, yeah\n'Cause I can't take this pain forever\nAnd you won't find no one that's better\n'Cause I'm right for you, babe\nI think I'm right for you, babe\n\nYou know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes\nYou hate that you want me, hate it when you cry\nIt ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect\nAnd I know that you're worth it\nI can't walk away, oh\nEven though we're goin' through it\nAnd it makes you feel alone\nJust know that I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\nThe distance and the time between us\nIt'll never change my mind 'cause\nBaby, I would die for you, uh\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\n\nI would die for you, I would lie for you\nKeep it real with you, I would kill for you, my baby\nI'm just sayin', yeah\nI would die for you, I would lie for you\nKeep it real with you, I would kill for you, my baby\nNa-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na\n\nEven though we're goin' through it\nAnd it makes you feel alone\nJust know that I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah\nThe distance and the time between us\nIt'll never change my mind 'cause\nBaby, I would die for you\nBaby, I would die for you, yeah (Oh, babe)\n\n(Die for you)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Die for It"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "La vie n’est pas toujours facile\nElle est faite de hauts et de bas\n\nI was told that it was Heaven\nI was told that it was there before\nI was told that you would never leave, ooh\nAnd I was told that it was said before\n\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nI'll die for it\n\nI remember sleepin' on floors and missin' tours, I was rock bottom\nMoney on my head, that was top dollar\nHad to stockpile gunpowder for the Rottweilers (Woof)\nI was home with pops when the cops got him (Paranoid)\nVoices in my head, tryna kill the noise\nThey killed Nip, we'll never fill the void\nI know the devil cried a tear of joy\nLook, I know the devil cried a tear of joy (Shh, wait)\nI never tell but you heard the stories\nI can never tell, is this Heaven, Hell or Purgatory? (What?)\nEarly mornin' ain't early for me, I'm losin' sleep\nWhole lotta sheep, I'ma count them each but fuck it, I been up late\nI been gettin' twisted, I been mixin' up the love-hate\nSwear this shit is glitchin', I been missin' for a month straight\nLost faith but I'ma die for it\nI'ma win, I just hope that I'm alive for it (On God)\n\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nI'll die for it\n\nHow much money will it cost us?\nFeds, bounty hunters at the office, lookin' for some of our artists\nWe just tryna help 'em out, so they can change the outcome\nInstead of puttin' pain in the street, they makin' albums\nChangin' they surroundin', hopefully housin'\nSmokin', we lounging in Boca Raton\nNot a cloud in the sky, ocean from Mars shit\nYou can die a legend in your own right\nOr die a street legend if it's on sight\nI get so lost in my thoughts, powerful\nThings I would die for, everything I built for twenty years\nWon't allow you to make that crumble\nPut you in the ground, I would catch a case for Jungle\nAnd lean through the window, extendo, to clean you up\nRest in peace to Kiing Shooter\nA foundation as such kids could stand\nFor respect, for my name, for the fam\n\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it\n\nI'll die for it, said I'll die for it\nI'll die for it, said I'll die for it (Die for it)\nIf this is what it is then I'll die for it (Die for it)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Dollhouse"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nSomewhere\nIn some other lifetime\nI roam free\nStrutting down my own lane, my way, no kings, no slaves\nBut right now\nYou got me in a chokehold, headlock, blindfold, don't stop\n(I don't need to see, have your way with me)\nKeep me in the dollhouse, dressed up, perfect, messed up\n(Friendly as can be, have your way with me)\nJust prop me with my head high (Oh woah)\n\nDollhouse, dressed up, perfect, messed up\nTorture me to sleep, paint the air I breathe\nFishbowl, chokehold, clеar water, I'm cold (Oh woah)\nPerfect as can bе, have your way with me\n\nSomewhere\nOn some other timeline\nThere's no price on me (Oh)\nNothing to compete with, pray for, no games, no war\nI lay down\nEvery night at sunset, glowing, fairytale, knowing\nEvery day will be perfectly complete\nHappy ever after, gleaming, daytime, dreaming\nOnce upon a time, in my brand new life\nYou will find me with my head high\n(No longer dancing in your)\n\nDollhouse, dressed up, perfect, messed up\nTorture me to sleep, paint the air I breathe (Oh, oh)\nFishbowl, chokehold, dirty water, I'm cold\nHeavy as can be, have your way with me\n\nAll the trauma couldn't hold you down\nYou're no victim, baby\nOh, you're not a victim, baby\nOh yeah\nI'm tellin' you, oh\nI love it when you call me daddy\nAm I? Am I?\nOh yeah\nKnow I love it when you call me daddy\nAm I? Am I? Am I? Am I?\n\nAm I playin' alright now, daddy?\nAm I? Am I?\nAm I playin' alright now, daddy?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Don’t Break My Heart"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOoh (I'm paralyzed)\nOoh\nOoh (Let's go)\n\nI see you drowning in the purple lights\nDiamonds shinin' bright\nI see every ice on you\nYou snatch my soul, I'm crucified\nI feel paralyzed\nI'm so mesmerized by you (By you)\n\nBut I know you're right for me\nEcstasy\nI keep coming back for more\nI think that you would die for me\nDestiny\nAnd this time, I know for sure\n\nJust don't break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nDon't let me down, please\nDon't you break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\n\nTake it anymore, take it anymore\nI can't take another heartbreak or I'll end it all\nAnd the girl I used to love\nWe broke up in the club\nAnd I almost died in the discotheque\n\nAnd now I know she wasn't right for me\nEnemy\nI kept coming back for more\nI'd rather you would die for me\nDestiny\nAnd this time, I know for sure\n\nJust don't break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nDon't let me down, please\nDon't you break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\nDon't break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI'm falling apart already\nDon't you break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\n\nI believe the liquor's talking\nI just need the room to stop and\nI could be the one you want\nJust as long as you don't break my heart\nAnd I realized\nWhen I kissed your neck\nThat the room is hot\nI can taste your sweat\nIt's just you and I\nIn the discotheque\nBut don't you worry\n\nJust don't break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nDon't let me down, please\nDon't you break my heart (Don't break my heart)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore\nDon't break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI'm falling apart already\nDon't you break my heart (Don't you, don't you)\nI don't know if I can take it anymore"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Double Fantasy"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nTemperature risin', bodies united\nNow that I trapped you in my arms\nNo need to fight it, no need to hide it\nNow that I've seen what's in your heart\nBaby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you\nAnd baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you\n\nEven though it's wrong\nIt's wrong\nEven though it's wrong, baby\nMy girl\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-oh-oh\n\nYou want me inside it, beg me to slide in\nKnowing we should have never met\nGirl, when you ride it, see you decide it\nDon't say those words that you'll regret\nBaby girl, I can tell that you think that I'm right for you\nI already know that it's not true, but girl, I'll lie to you\n\nEven though it's wrong (Yeah, yeah)\nIt's wrong (Yeah, yeah)\nEven though it's wrong, baby (Yeah, yeah)\nMy girl (Yeah)\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-ooh-oh, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh-oh-oh\n\nWe do the things, but we know it's wrong\nAll on my skin, you all in my palm\nI sent you an envelope, came with a poem\nYou possess venom, that came with a charm\nYou get the good out me when I perform\nI know the bad in you, that's what I want\nAnd you a baddie, you turnin' me on\nFiend for your demons, I know where this goin'\nLove when you fuckin' me, talkin', I know what you doin'\nCaught up in love, what the fuck is we doin'?\nModels and bottles with us, ain't nothin' to it\nI tell you, \"I got you,\" that's well understood\nYour legs on the bed, got your head on the floor\nWe go out shoppin' whenever we get bored\nWe get it poppin', leave nothin' in the store\nIf I go to Saturn, I know that you goin'\nFuck me on Saturday, early in the mornin'\nFlyer than a bird, she gon' open her door\nScreamin' out murder, but showin' you remorse\nGotta be cautious, can't pay the support\nStars in the ceilin', don't feel like a Porsche\nCame from the trenches, just livin' at war\nOnce was a prostitute, I can afford you\nThe one I adore\n\nTemperature risin', bodies united\nNow that I trapped you in my arms\nNo need to fight it, no need to hide it\nNow that I've seen what's in your heart\nBaby girl, I'm the only one who knows this side of you\nAnd baby, you know that I can pull out what's inside of you\n\nEven though it's wrong\nIt's wrong\nEven though it's wrong, baby\nMy girl"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Drive"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI don't want to waste your time\nJust wanna feel the air on my body\nAnd I roll the window down, don't ever think I'll be this happy\nYou know I love autonomy\n'Cause fame is a disease\nAnd ooh\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\n\nAnd I feel the sky falling down on the road\nBe precious with my heart, drive me slow\nJust be kind, I'm a child again\nAnd no child deserves suffering\n\nAnd ooh\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\n\nI don't want to waste your time\nJust wanna feel the air on my body\nI'ma roll the window down\nDon't ever think I'll be this happy again\nYou'll always be a part of me\nJust turn the key\n\nOoh\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow (I just want to drive)\nI just want to drive, I just want to drive tomorrow"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Earned It"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI'ma care for you\nI'ma care for you, you, you, you\n\nYou make it look like it's magic (Oh, yeah)\n'Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you\nI'm never confused\nHey, hey\nAnd I'm so used to bein' used\n\nSo I love when you call unexpected\n'Cause I hate when the moment's expected\nSo I'ma care for you, you, you\nI'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah\n\n'Cause girl, you're perfect\nYou're always worth it\nAnd you deserve it\nThe way you work it\n'Cause girl, you earned it, yeah\nGirl, you earned it, yeah\n\nYou know our love would be tragic (Oh, yeah)\nSo you don't pay it, don't pay it no mind, mind, mind\nWe live with no lies\nHey, hey\nYou're my favorite kind of night\n\nSo I love when you call unexpected\n'Cause I hate when the moment's expected\nSo I'ma care for you, you, you\nI'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah\n\n'Cause girl, you're perfect (Girl, you're perfect)\nYou're always worth it (Always worth it)\nAnd you deserve it (And you deserve it)\nThe way you work it (The way you work it)\n'Cause girl, you earned it, yeah (Earned it)\nGirl, you earned it, yeah\n\nOn that lonely night (Lonely night)\nWe said it wouldn't be love\nBut we felt the rush (Fell in love)\nIt made us believe it was only us (Only us)\nConvinced we were broken inside, yeah, inside, yeah\n\n'Cause girl, you're perfect (Girl, you're perfect)\nYou're always worth it (You're always worth it)\nAnd you deserve it (And you deserve it)\nThe way you work it (The way you work it)\n'Cause girl, you earned it, yeah (You earned it)\nGirl, you earned it, yeah (You earned it)\n\nNa-na-na-na-na\nOh-oh-oh\nYeah, yeah\n'Cause girl, you're perfect\nThe way you work it\nYou deserve it\nGirl, you deserve it\nGirl, you earned it, yeah, yeah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Echoes of Silence"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nTalk to me, baby\nTell me what you're feeling\nYou say you don't need to go\nDon't you pretend you didn't know\nHow all of this would end up\nGirl, I saw it in your eyes\nAnd, baby, I can read your mind\nAnd expectations were not in sight\nYou knew that talking dirty to me on the phone would get me here\n'Cause we both wanted to do this, but I could tell that you were scared\n'Cause you thought there was more to us, but you knew how this would end\nIt's gonna end how you expected, girl, you're such a masochist\nAnd I ask why?\nAnd you reply\nI like the thrill\nNothing's gonna make me feel this real\nSo, baby, don't go home\nI don't wanna spend tonight alone\nBaby, please\nWould you end your night with me?\nDon't you leave me all behind\nDon't you leave my little life\nDon't you leave my little life\n\nOoh-ooh\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nOoh\nOoh-ooh-ooh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Enjoy The Show"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nLove me (Me)\n'Cause, baby, I need you (Ooh)\nSay you'll love me\n'Cause, baby, I need you\nWoo (Ooh)\n\nFeels like you're a part of me, yeah\nAnd I can't lie, you still get to me\nOh no, I'm in my feelings, fuck their logic\nThey can never tear us 'part, we symbiotic\nNo matter what I tell the world, we always locked in\nSo I gently tilt my head like my mama always said\nAnd drink it slow, take it slow\nI don't got the tolerance like before\nYou pick me up when I'm low\nI'm not violent to my body anymore\nBut I'm not scared, fuck it, overdose\nNo onе thought I'd make it past twenty-four\nAnd when thе curtains call, I hope you mourn\nAnd if you don't, I hope you enjoy the fuckin' show\nLet me know, let me know, baby\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n(Yeah)\n\nLet me be\nLet me be\nYeah, ski, woo (Woo)\n\nI can't feel my face anymore\nI don't wanna give you any space anymore\nI don't wanna feel like I'm alone anymore\nI can't live without you, I've been goin' through withdrawals\n\nYou're my favorite drug, you're my favorite drug (Ah)\nGot me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud\nGot me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud\nDon't want the drugs, don't want the drugs anymore\n\nGot out my feelings, inside my duffel\nCome hit the dust with the devil (Oh no)\nI'm sayin' a prayer for the rebels\nI'm in her mouth like a real one\nAin't doin' no cappin', ain't with all that cappin', ain't nothin' like these rap niggas\nI done been 'round the globe, fuckin' these hoes, still actin' like a trap nigga\nPlus, a bitch brain can't be unchained, I'm like a shootin' star\nTake a bump of caviar, surfin' at the baddest broad\nReal diamonds shine in dark\nBad bitches, knockin' 'em off\nBad bitches, knockin' 'em off\nBad bitches, knockin' 'em off\n\nI'm in my feelings\nHendrix\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, ski\nWoo\n\nLet me be\nLet me be\n\nLike a middle-aged child star, way I'm fuckin' tweakin'\n3 a.m. sunset, fryin' like a phoenix\nGot a nigga nose sniffin', need a box of Kleenex\nBloated in my face 'cause the chemicals releasin'\nGuess I could be healthy, but I'm tryna find a reason\nTraumas in my life, I've been hesitant to heal 'em\nTake another hit, or my music, they won't feel it\nI just wanna die when I'm at my fuckin' peak\nAnd drink it slow, won't drink it slow\nI don't want the tolerance anymore\nWanna stay up, fuck the floor\nFeel the violence creepin' up, that's for sure\nAnd I'm ready, fuck it, overdose\nI don't wanna make it past thirty-four\nAnd when the curtains call, I hope you mourn\nBut if you don't, I hope you enjoy the fuckin' show\nLet me know, let me know, baby"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Escape From LA"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYou pillow talk to me about the men who try to get in between us\nThey buy you bags and jewelry, yeah\nThey think your kindness is so weak\nNo, you don't give it up so easy, baby\nBut you just wanted my attention\nYou just wanted my affection\nYou got me tattooed on your mind\nYou just want me all the time\nWe'll figure out our shit and find a way (Oh, yeah)\nWhen you say that you need space, I give you space (You space)\nGirl, when you're ready, you know where I stay\nWhen it comes to all these hoes, I'll never chase\nBut this world is such a, such an evil place\nMan, these hoes will always find a way\n'Cause when I'm on the liquor, I go crazy\nAnd for that pussy, you know I'm a slave, yeah\n\nWell, this place is never what it seems\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA\nThis place will be the end of me\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA, yeah\n\nYeah\nI'm in the Spyder Porsche cruisin' down the street\nBlack on black venom covered seats\nKeanu Reeves, way a nigga speed\nDiamond cross hangin' off of me\nI'm fighting for my soul, Constantine\nAnd it's slowly burning, it was never cheap\nIf you seen what I seen, you wouldn't sleep\nI can't sleep\n'Cause I got everything I wanted\nGot the money, got the cars, got the ceiling with the stars\nGot everything I wanted\nBut I'd be nothing without you\nGave you everything you wanted\nGave you power, gave you life, gave you space so you can shine\nGave you everything you wanted\nBut none of that matters to you, oh-oh\n\nThis place (This place) is never what it seems\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA\n(Oh, out LA, oh) This place will be the end of me\nTake me out LA\nTake me out of LA, yeah\n\nWoah, no, oh, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no, ooh-woah\nOh-ah, no, no, no, no, woah-woah\nOh, no, oh\nHey\nShe pulled up to the studio\nNobody's watching\nShe closed the door and then she locked it\nFor me, for me\nWe had sex in the studio\nNobody walked in\nI cut my verse and then she popped it\nFor me, for me\nLA girls all look the same\nI can't recognize\nThe same work done on they face\nI don't criticize\nShe a cold-hearted bitch with no shame\nBut her throat too fire\nShe got Chrome Hearts hangin' from her neck\nAnd them shits going wild\nWhen she ride, she hold tight\nShe gon' ride 'til sweat fall down her spine\nShe's all mine for the night\nShe's all mine until he calls her line\n\nShe pulled up to the studio\nNobody's watching\nShe closed the door and then she locked it\nFor me, for me\nWe had sex in the studio\nNobody walked in\nI cut my verse and then she popped it\nFor me, for me\nOh-oh, oh-oh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Every Angel is Terrifying"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOoh\nOoh, ooh\nAh, ah, woah\n\nWho, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' order?\nEven if they pressed me against their heart, I’d be consumed\nFor beauty is the terror we endure\nWhile we stand and wonder, we're annihilated\nEvery angel is terrifying\n\nIntense, graphic, sexy, euphoric\nProvocative, edgy, thought-provoking\nTechnically and visually stunning\nA compelling work of science fiction\nA suspenseful еxposé\nCinema like you've nеver seen it before\nThe exotic, bizarre and beautiful world of \"After Life\"\nAnd this is your invitation to enter\nCritics say \"After Life\" makes your current life look like a total comatose snooze fest\nIt’s action-packed\nThe future of everyone's fate\nNigel and Frank call it a **** classic\nArthur Fleminger says;\nI can't keep my eyes off the screen\n\"After Life\" can be yours for only $4.95 with a subscription\nWhen you order the \"Best of Your Current Life\" Collection Series\nYou will enter a world beyond your imagination\nA future out of control\nAnd an experience you will never forget\n(Don't say we didn't warn you)\nThe wait is over\nCall 1-800-414-4444\nThat's 1-800-444-4444 now to order \"After Life\"\n$4.95 plus\n(Now)\nTo order \"After Life\" plus $3.79 shipping and handling\nNow"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled FML"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI been waiting for a minute\nFor my lady\nSo I can't jeopardize that for one of these hoes\nI been livin' without limits\nAs far as my business\nI'm the only one that's in control\nI been feeling all I've given\nFor my children\nI will die for those I love\nGod, I'm willing\nTo make this my mission\nGive up the women\nBefore I lose half of what I own\nI been thinking\n'Bout my vision\nPour out my feelings\nRevealing the layers to my soul\nMy soul\nThe layers to my soul\nRevealing the layers to my soul\nThey wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up\nCan't let them get to me\nAnd even though I always fuck my life up\nOnly I can mention me\n\nSee, before I let you go\nOne last thing I need to let you know\nYou ain't never seen nothing crazier than\nThis nigga when he off his Lexapro\nRemember that last time in Mexico?\nRemember that last time, the episode?\nAsking me why the hell I text in code?\nFour times just to say, \"Don't text me, ho\"\nTold you four times, \"Don't test me, ho\"\nAnd we finna lose all self-control\nBut you ain't finna be raising your voice at me\nEspecially when we in the Giuseppe store\nBut I'ma have the last laugh in the end\n'Cause I'm from a tribe called \"Check-a-ho\"\nYeah, I'ma have to laugh in the end\n'Cause I'm from a tribe called \"Check-a-ho\"\nAnd I...\nThey wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up\nCan't let them get to me\nAnd even though I always fuck my life up\nOnly I can mention me\nThey wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up\nCan't let them get to me\nAnd even though I always fuck my life up\nOnly I can mention me\n\nSee through the veil\nAnd forget all of your cares\nThrow them\nThrow them away\nDon't stop your loving\nDon't stop for nothing\nNo, not for nothing\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nDon't now, don't stop it\nThey always love it\nThey always wanna\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nSee through the veil\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nAnd forget all your cares\nThey don't wanna see me love you\nThrow them\nThrow them away\nOoh, life's a feeling and\nOoh, the body is a feeling, yeah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Faith"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nNo, no, no, no, no-no\nOoh\nNo, no, no, no, no-no\nOoh\n\nLight a blunt up with the flame\nPut that cocaine on a plate\nMolly with the purple rain\n'Cause I lost my faith\nSo I cut away the pain, uh\nGot it swimming in my veins\nNow my mind is outta place, yeah, uh\n'Cause I lost my faith\n\nAnd I feel everything\nI feel everything from my body to my soul\nNo, no\nWell, I feel everything\nWhen I'm coming down is the most I feel alone\nNo, no\n\nI've been sober for a year, now it's time for me\nTo go back to my old ways, don't you cry for me\nThought I'd be a better man, but I lied to me and to you\n\nI take half a Xan' and I still stay awake\nAll my demons wanna pull me to my grave\nI choose Vegas if they offer Heaven's gate\nI tried to love, but you know I'd never stay\nI'd never stay\nBut if I OD, I want you to OD right beside me\nI want you to follow right behind me\nI want you to hold me while I'm smilin'\nWhile I'm dyin'\nAnd if you know me\nWhen I go missing, you know where to find me\nDriving down the boulevard is blindin'\nAlways blinded by the desert lights and\nI'm alive when\n\nI feel everything\nI feel everything from my body to my soul\nNo, no\nGirl, I feel everything\nWhen I'm coming down is the most I feel alone\nNo, no\n\nI lost my faith\nI'm losing my religion every day\nTime hasn't been kind to me, I pray\nWhen I look inside the mirror and see someone I love\nOh, someone I love\nFaith\nI'm losing my religion every day\nTime hasn't been kind to me, I pray\nWhen I look inside the mirror and see someone I love\nOh, someone I love\n\nI ended up in the back of a flashing car\nWith the city shining on my face\nThe lights are blinding me again\nI ended up in the back of a flashing car\nWith the city shining on my face\nThe lights are blinding me again\nI ended up (I ended up), in the back of a flashing car (Back of a flashing car)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled False Alarm"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nBathroom stalls for the powder nose (She loves)\nHigh heel shoes with the open toes (She loves)\nShe's got a good time wrapped in gold  (She loves)\nFor you, for you\nAll red dress with the devil eyes (She loves)\nSo obsessed with the camera lights (She loves)\nYou love her, but you can't deny (She loves)\nThe truth, the truth\n\nShe loves everybody\nCan't you tell by the signs?\nShe loves everybody\nShe gets off all the time\nIt's a dark philosophy\nAnd it haunts her constantly\nIt's a false alarm to me\nShe's a false alarm\n\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n(Alarm)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n\nSix inch long, 'bout three inch wide (She loves)\nDolla', dolla' bill is her only type (She loves)\nYou love her, but you'll never be (She loves)\nThe one, the one\nDiamonds and the rings are her fantasy (She loves)\nShe chase hearts with the Hennessy (She loves)\nYou love her, but you'll never be (She loves)\nEnough, enough\n\nShe loves everybody (Ah)\nCan't you tell by the signs?\nShe loves everybody (Ah)\nShe gets off all the time\nIt's a dark philosophy (Dark philosophy)\nAnd it haunts her constantly (Haunts her constantly)\nShe's a false alarm to me (False alarm)\nShe's a false alarm\n\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n(Alarm)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n\nShe always leaves the man she loves\nBut the diamonds are forever\nShe always seems to be alone\nBut the diamonds make it better\n\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)\n(Alarm)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey)\nFalse alarm (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled False Idols"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh\n\nBe careful with who you call a God\nI can't go without my pole and my rod\nSipped a cup and then I nod\nMade a hundred million, must be good at my job\nI done made it out the land of the brave\nI can tell you shake my hands that it's fake\nFree the guys, the ones who never made a statement\nSlidin' with a Drac', I made it home safe\nBaseball numbers on all of my contracts\nBillionaires buddies, they all in my contacts\nI get you hit on GP, they want nothin' back\nMade twenty million last month, tryna run it back (Run it back)\nWatches over like a God\nIt goes down, I'm the one thеy gon' blame\nGotta leave, whеre my soul, how I came\nI know it look lit when I'm rockin' these chains\nBut I went through a lot for this money and fame\n(This money and fame, this money and fame)\nFor this money and fame\nI did a lot to get here? No comment\nI put a lot in my ear, both of 'em\nThe 'Rari is fast as it gets, hold on\nI'm 'bout to take off, bear with me\nI don't wanna beef with you niggas\nMy beef with the system, big bro at the end of his habeas\nI talk to him daily, I told him he still comin' home\nI just hope he don't think I'm just sayin' shit\nThe money keeps comin', the feelin' is great\nI pay eight-figure taxes, no more section eight\nI was workin' my wrist tryna see what it take\nMade a thirty do sixty, the feeling's amazing\nNow I can charge by the hour\nA sixty minutes set, they pay me a million, that's crazy\nMy diamonds really be diamonds, no shade\nI'm goin' all in, no stoppin', okay\n\nWatches over like a God\nMakes you hurt again\nSo you can heal and say amen\nWe will change for you\nWe will die for you, ah-huh (Yeah-yeah)\n\nBe careful who you call a God\nL.A filled with fake prophecies\nThey hate it when you get on top\nMagazines tarnish legacies\nCan you tell me, how much do they cost?\nA hundred mill' ain't a stretch for me\nPackin' stadiums 'cause I'm a star\nBots can't buy box seats\nIf you ain't down, you an enemy\nI got followers that'll kill for me\nAnd they linin' up like a DMV\nWith the finest girls that you've ever seen\nShe from California, she's sober lite\nDiet Coke with the coke diet\nShe ride my face till my stash white\nShe got Chrome Hearts on with the black attire\nMy niggas roll with the chrome and the heavy metal\nTalkin' guns, no roses, it ain't Coachella\nI'm a good fella, I'm a good fella\nJohnny Depp with the blow, I'm a good fella\nI'm in paradise, I'm in paradise\nBut these false idols got me terrified\nI'm so terrified, I feel terrified\nLife is war in the face of God\nWe still walkin' with the cameras off\nShe a femme fatale, she's a superstar\nEven down to the way that she breakin' hearts\nShe ain't actin', I'm not an actor\n'Cause reality's, what I'm after\nReal emotions, I'm tryna capture\nSuck my soul up like the rapture\nDon't remember my lines, but I'll cut up these lines\nRumors that you heard about me is right\nEven startin' to believin' all their lies\nI'm even startin' to believin' all their lies\nSo terrified in this paradise\nI'm so terrified, oh\n\nWatches over like a God (Oh-oh, oh)\nMakes you hurt again\nSo you can heal and say amen\nWe will change for you\nWe will die for you, ah-huh\n\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nHe is coming\nHe will find her\nHe will fix her\nTo make us better, ooh\nOoh, ooh, ooh\nOoh, ooh, ooh, ooh\nLike a God in the sky watchin' over you\nPut your heart in his hands and you'll be brand new\nLike a God\nLike a, mm-mhm-mm\nLike a God"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Family"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Arms like the branches of a poplar tree\nEyes like the ocean, like the great big blue sea\nLove just like my mother's, a price, it's not free\nHoo-ooh, mm\n\nVoice like my father's, when he screams, the house shakes\nDreams like my brother's, oh, we pray for his sake\nHopes just like my mother's, oh, they last 'til her wake\nOoh, ah, ooh\n\nThat's my family\nOh, we don't like each other very much\nOh, I'm okay with that\nBut it breaks my mother's heart\nAh, ooh\nAh-ooh\nThat's my family\n\nWhen I'm alone, that's when I feel the safest\nDon't like being touched\nPlease don't give me a hug\n\nThat's my family (That's my family)\nYou're my family (You're my family)\nI found my family (I found my family)\nThis is my family\n\nThat's my family\nWoah, woah, woah (Oh woah)\nWoah, woah\nWoah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Fill The Void"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "I don't wanna decide things for myself, on my own\nFinally, for the first time, I'm alone\nYou call me, havin' good times with a bad boy\nSeems I've got a choice to make\nBe my voice and I choose you to fill the void\n\n(Void) I choose you to fill my void, yeah\n(Void) I choose you to tell me, you to tell me\n(Voice) I choose you to fill my void, yeah\n(Voice) Be my voice and I choose you to fill the void\n\nOoh, tell me why, tell me why do I feel so free when I'm dead?\nOh, when I'm tied on to your short leash\nOoh, tell me why, tell me why do I feel so free when I'm dead?\nOh, when I'm tied on to your short leash (Oh)\n\nGive it up, give up that threesome\nGoddamn, you look good in this lighting\nFill it up, fill a prescription\nFeel numb while we're intertwining\nI'm in love with both at the same time\nShe'll go down while I hit it from behind\nYou're the one, you're the only one\nBaby girl, we could both have fun, yeah\n\nOh, I choose you to fill your void, yeah\nOh, I choose you to fill you up, to fill you up, hey\nOh, I choose you to fill the void, yeah\nOh, oh, yeah, yeah\n\nOh, woah\nWoah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Final Lullaby"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI'm running out of time\nAnd you'll always be on my mind\n\nAnd I can't make you stay\nIn this broken place\nAnd I hope you find peace\nClose your eyes as I put us to sleep\n\nFinally\nTo sleep\nFinally\n\nAnd I can't make you stay\nIn this broken place\nAnd I hope you find peace\nClose your eyes as I put us to sleep\n\nFinally\nGo to sleep\nFinally\nOh-oh, oh, oh-oh\nOh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh\n\n\nI can't make you stay\nIn this broken place\nWon't you find peace?\nClose your eyes and I put us to sleep\n\nWoah, oh, oh\nTo sleep, woah\nNa-na-na-duh-na\nOh, no, no\nNa-na-na-na\nOh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Gasoline"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nIt's 5 AM my time again\nI've soaken up the moon, can't sleep\nIt's 5 AM my time again\nI'm calling and you know it's me\nI'm pushin' myself further\nI'm just tryin' to feel my heartbeat beat (Beat)\nI wrap my hands around your neck\nYou love it when I always squeeze\nIt's 5 AM, I'm high again\nAnd you can see that I'm in pain (Ooh, ooh)\nI've fallen into emptiness\nI want you 'cause we're both insane\nI'm staring into the abyss\nI'm lookin' at myself again\nI'm dozing off to R.E.M.\nI'm trying not to lose my faith\n\nAnd I love it when you watch me sleep\nYou spin me 'round so I can breathe\nIt's only safe for you and me\nI know you won't let me OD\nAnd if I finally die in peace\nJust wrap my body in these sheets (Sheets)\nAnd pour out thе gasoline\nIt don't mean much to me\n\nIt's 5 AM, I'm nihilist\nI know thеre's nothing after this (After this)\nObsessing over aftermaths\nApocalypse and hopelessness (Hopelessness)\nThe only thing I understand\nIs zero sum of tenderness (Tenderness)\nOh, baby, please, just hold me close\nMake me believe there's more to live\n\nAround, around, around, around we go\nIn this game called life, we are not free\n\nAnd I love it when you watch me sleep\nYou spin me 'round so I can breathe\nIt's only safe for you and me (Don't let me go)\nI know you won't let me OD (Don't you let me go)\nAnd if I finally die in peace (Oh yeah)\nJust wrap my body in these sheets\nAnd pour out the gasoline\nIt don't mean much to me"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Gifted"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "All these bitches hate you\nThis is something I know\nBecause you're real enough to give it up\nThere ain't nothing wrong with groupie love\nYou're the only one I notice\nIt's really hard for me to focus, yeah\n'Cause my body so numb\nAll I do is kill pain\nAll I do is smoke loud\nPut you niggas to shame\nI be rolling all day, mix it in the champagne\nAnd these bottles all free, not a single drink paid\nBecause they want me, they want me in their club\nBut if you got the numbers, I'll be glad to show you love\n'Cause, baby, I'm an XO nigga coming up\nEvery time they play my song, I'ma fill another cup\n'Cause I'm down for whatever, I can always keep it up\nAll I need is some liquor just to keep a nigga up, oh yeah\n\nI'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nSaid I'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money, oh\n\nI be gifted when I'm faded (Ha), faded all the time\nThought they loved me when I made it (Ha)\nNiggas hated all the time, it's a dirty game\nTry to find a bitch, maybe get married (Ha)\nThat's like pissin' in a freezer, trying to make canaries\nHawk vision, L.A. heels right on Puff Terrace\nMaking wishes, now I'm French kissing your bitch in Paris (Paris!)\nCome and find me, Da Gianni's, that's from '92\nHeard you spoil her ass when I bought her a number two\nDipping and you know it, I be pimpin' like I owe it\nCome and find me now, I got an army with me now\nTurn your brains oodles and noodles\nFor thinking you got a screw loose\nI tighten you up, them coroners will button you up\n\nI'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nSaid I'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money, oh\n\nAyy, Tony Montana on his last batch (Last batch)\nThis that Wayne Gretzky on his last scratch (Last scratch)\nThis that Derek Jeter on his last catch (Last catch)\nThis that Whitney Houston on her last track (Last track)\nThis that Tiger Woods on his last swing (Last swing)\nThis that Jimi Hendrix on his last string (Last string)\nThis that Larry Davis on his last bang (Last bang)\nYou can call me Hugh Hefner on his last fling\n\nI'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nSaid, I'm gifted when I'm faded\nI'm faded all the time\nBecause I know that's when they love me\nThey love me when I'm high\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money\nWhen they love me, I get money, I get money, I get money, oh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Give Me Mercy"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Conversations with the sky\nMercy on my soul, things I should've known (Yeah)\nMaster of deceptive lies\nMade me vulnerable, left me all alone\n\nEvery time I lost my way, I lost my faith in you\nFightin' my temptations, put my body through abuse\nDevil tricks with paradise\nNone of it is true, fighting for your light\n\nHoping that it's worth all the bleeding\nWhen I'm defeated\nGive me mercy like you do and forgive me like you do\nHope that you see me, when I'm depletеd\nGive me mercy likе you do and forgive me like you do\n\nGhost of my sins passing by\nEyes without a face, with nothing to say\nPlacing judgement on my crimes\nGive it all away just to feel your grace\n\nEvery time I lost my way, I lost my faith in you\nFightin' my temptations, put my body through abuse\nYou're my only paradise, now I know it's true\nFighting for my light\n\nHoping that it's worth all the bleeding\nWhen I'm defeated\nGive me mercy like you do and forgive me like you do\nHope that you see me (Hope that you see me), when I'm depleted\nGive me mercy like you do and forgive me like you do\n\nOoh, when I'm in the darkness\nMy heart lost its way\nSinner in the night\nSeeking refuge in the day\n\nBut now I know it's worth all the bleeding\nWhen I'm defeated (Ooh, babe)\nGive me mercy (Mercy) like you do and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\nHope that you see me (Hope that you see me), when I'm depleted (Oh-oh)\nGive me mercy (Mercy) like you do and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\nWorth all the bleeding (Worth all the bleeding)\nWhen I'm defeated\nGive me mercy like you do (Mercy) and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\nHope that you see me, when I'm depleted\nGive me mercy like you do (Mercy) and forgive me like you do (Yeah)\n\nDa-da-da-da-da-da-da (You give me mercy)\nYeah, oh\nDa-da-da-da-da-da-da (You give me mercy)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Given Up On Me"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \n\nLove me, love me, love me, say you do\nLet me fly away with you\nSatisfy this hungriness\nAyy, ayy, baby\n\nI've been lying to your faces, yeah\nI've been always wasted, it's too late to save me\nSave me (Save me), save me (Save me), save me (Save me)\nOh, save me (Woah)\nFill another cup of forsaken (Baby)\nYeah, 'til my stomach achin', bloated in my face, and\nFace it (Face it), face it (Face it), face it (Face, yeah)\nJust let me go\n\nI'll always lie to you (To you)\nI'm unreliable (For you, babe)\nTell me you care for me\nJust give me what I need, eh\n\nWhy won't you let me go?\nWhy won't you let me leave?\nI've given up on me, yeah\nI think I'm in too deep\nWhy won't you let me go? Oh-oh\nWhy won't you let me leave? (Yeah)\nI've given up on me, yeah\nI think I'm in too deep\n\nOh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh\nI need you to let go, let go, let go, oh-oh-oh\n\nWhy won't you let me sleep?\nWhy won't you let me go?\nWhy won't you let me try?\nWhy won't you let me die?\n\n\nI could never leave you alone\nI could never leave you alone\nI could never leave you alone\nLeave you alone—\nLeave you alone—\nLeave you alone—\nLeave you—\n\nIt keeps calling me back, the sunshine\nI can feel the warmth on my skin for the first time\nWhen I'm far away from you, babe, I'm on fire\nMy sunshine, my sunshine\nI know it's not good for me, I know it's not good for me\nI know it's not fair to me, I know\nYou're no good for me, baby, my sunshine\nIt's not good for me, no, the sunshine\n\nOoh, Lord\nI want your company (Eh)\nOoh, oh, Lord, oh, Lord\nDon't you give up on me\nMercy-cy me\nOh, Lord, my company\nMercy me\nOh-oh, listen"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Gone"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Ooh, woah\nOoh, woah, oh-ooh-oh\n\nGot you, oh, yeah, yeah\nI got a hold of you, oh yeah, ooh, woah\nYou said you out to see how we roll\nWell, I'll take a seat, ooh, yeah\nOoh, take a seat and watch your ass go\n\nBreak it, drop it, drink it, spill it\nBaby, touch your body, body\nYou gotta taste it, feel it, I've been on it\nBaby, don't you worry, you gotta keep up\n\n'Cause I've been gone, uh\nI've been gone, ayy\nI've been gone, ayy\nI've been gone, ooh\n\nGirl, why don't you fuck what you heard, baby?\n'Cause I been gone\nYou can see for yourself, little lady\nGirl, gotta let 'em get me something\nSomething, something for you\nThere's enough to pass around, oh\nYeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah\n\nOh well, just break it, drop it, drink it, spill it\nBaby, touch your body, body\nYou gotta taste it, feel it, I've been on it Baby, don't you worry, don't you worry, you gotta keep up\n\n'Cause I've been, gone, uh\nI've been gone, ayy, ayy\nI've been gone, ayy, yeah\nI've been gone, oh-oh\nI've been gone\nI've been gone\nI've been gone, ooh\nI've been gone, I've been gone, woah\n\nI've been gone\n\n\nOoh woah, ooh woah\nOoh woah, oh, ooh woah\nHope I make it home\nYou'll be thinking, love\nI got the whole city on my side, tonight, tonight\nWatch us rock it out\nWatch us leave the ground\nAfter the show is done\nYou can take me to yours\nBut my lungs so muddy\nI love the way it tastes\nDrink it 'til I'm ugly, baby\nFuck me while I'm faded\nFeel that through my denims\nBaby girl, I gotcha\nI'm only 21, so I do it when I wanna\nGone from the codeine, 'methazine, lean\nGot me feelin' kinda weak\nAnd it's kinda hard to breathe\nBut you're turning 23, so I'll fuck you if you need\nIn your birthday suit\nI'mma give you what you fiend, oh\nBut I ain't taking off my black boots\nI'm fallin', 'cause I'm numb from the neck down\nI'm sorry, you won't know that I can't feel it\nI could win a fuckin' Oscar by the way I fuckin' beat it\nYeah, you'll never fuckin' know it\nI'll never fuckin' show it\nExcept when I be wheezy from another cup of potion\nDirty Sprite toastin'\nFast life, fuck slow\nLow life for life\nLet the meds flow\n\nOoh woah, let the night flow\nI'm so, I'm so gone, let these meds flow, ooh\nI'm so gone, oh, let these meds flow\nI'm so gone, I'm so gone\nOoh woah, woah, oh, oh, oh\nSaid, I'm gone, gone, gone\nOoh woah, woah, oh, oh, oh\nLa, oh, oh\nLa-la-la, la, la\nLa-la-la, la, la, oh\nLa-la-la, la, oh woah, oh\nLa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la\nI'm so gone\nGone"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hardest To Love"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nNo, yeah\nOh, yeah\nOh, yeah\nYeah, uh\n\nYou try with me so many times, yeah\nYou're cryin' out behind the smiles\nAnd I can see right through the lies\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nAnd what we had is dead inside, yeah\nYou're actin' like it's still alive, ayy\nAnd you still wanna make it right, yeah\nI know\n\nBut I've been the hardest to love\nYou're tryna let me go, yeah\nAnd I can see it, I can see it\nI've been the hardest to love\nIt's hard to let me go, yeah\nAnd I can feel it, I can feel it (Oh, yeah)\n\nI don't feel it anymore (Yeah)\nThe house I bought is not a home (No)\nTogether we are so alone\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh)\nDon't regret the day we met (We met)\nDon't forget that time we spent (We spent)\nForget that we're in different beds\nI know\n\n'Cause I've been the hardest to love\nYou're tryna let me go, yeah\nAnd I can see it, I can see it\nI've been the hardest to love\nIt's hard to let me go, yeah\nAnd I can feel it, I can feel it\n\nI can't, can't believe you want me\nAfter all the heartbreaks, after all I've done, oh-oh-oh (Oh, oh, oh)\nNo, I can't, can't believe you trust me (Trust me)\nAfter all the rough days, you still call me up (Me up, oh-oh-oh)\n\n'Cause I've been the hardest to love\nYou're tryna let me go, (Tryna let me go) yeah\nAnd I can see it, I can see it (I can see it)\nI've been the hardest to love (Love, baby)\nYou're tryna let me go, yeah\nAnd I can feel it, I can feel it"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Heartless"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need (Bitch need)\nTryna find the one that can fix me\nI've been dodgin' death in the six-speed\nAmphetamine got my stummy feelin' sickly\nYeah, I want it all now\nI've been runnin' through the pussy, need a dog pound\nHundred models gettin' faded in the compound\nTryna love me, but they never get a pulse down\n\nWhy? 'Cause I'm heartless\nAnd I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless\nAll this money and this pain got me heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\nSaid I'm heartless\nTryna be a better man, but I'm heartless\nNever be a weddin' plan for the heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\n\nSaid I'm heartless\nSo much pussy, it be fallin' out the pocket\nMetro Boomin turn this ho into a moshpit\nTesla pill got me flyin' like a cockpit\nYeah, I got her watchin'\nCall me up, turn that pussy to a faucet\nDuffle bags full of drugs and a rocket\nStix drunk, but he never miss a target\nPhotoshoots, I'm a star now (Star)\nI'm talkin' Time, Rolling Stone, and Bazaar now (Bazaar now)\nSellin' dreams to these girls with their guard down (What?)\nSeven years, I've been swimmin' with the sharks now\n\nWhy? 'Cause I'm heartless\nAnd I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless\nAll this money and this pain got me heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\nSaid I'm heartless\nTryna be a better man, but I'm heartless\nNever be a weddin' plan for the heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\n\nI lost my heart and my mind\nI try to always do right\nI thought I lost you this time\nYou just came back in my life\nYou never gave up on me (Why don't you?)\nI'll never know what you see (Why won't you?)\nI don't do well when alone (Oh yeah)\nYou hear it clear in my tone\n\n'Cause I'm heartless (Ooh)\nAnd I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless\nAll this money and this pain got me heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless\nSaid I'm heartless\nTryna be a better man, but I'm heartless\nNever be a weddin' plan for the heartless\nLow life for life 'cause I'm heartless"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Heaven or Las Vegas"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI'm paying for all my father's sins\nSo I'mma thank him for you\nI'mma thank him for you\nMy serotonin's gone a while ago\nGirl, it's gone cause of you\nIt's been gone cause of you\n\nThey say (They say), they want heaven\nThey say, they want God\nI say, I got heaven\nWell I say, I am God\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh\n\nI never prayed a moment in my life\nGirl, I'm rewarded with you\nI've been rewarded with you\nSo baby let me kiss your inner thigh\nLet me kiss it for you\nI can kiss it for you\n\nWell they say (They say), they want heaven\nThey say, they want God\nI say, I have heaven\nI say, I am God\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh, yeah\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah, yeah\nWhoa, ehh, yeah\nEhh, yeah, ehh, yeah\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, yeah\nOh, whoa\nWhoa, yeah\nWhoa, whoa\nWhoa, yeah\nEhh, yeah, ehh, yeah, ehh, yeah\nOoh, ooh\nOoh, ooh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Here We Go... Again"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nStrike a pose with my kinfolk\nFront page of the billboards\nSuit and tie and cigar smokes\nMacallan shots 'til it burn throats\nWe still celebratin' Super Bowl\nCatalog lookin' legendary\nRing froze like it's February\nXO, that's a mercenary\nA quarter bill on an off-year\nUsed to sing on lofts\nBut now we cruisin' on a yacht, we clear, yeah\nSaid you wanted your boyfriend jealous with a couple pics\nAnd you didn't expect to fall for me once you got this dick\nThe city dark, city dangerous\nYour girlfriend's tryna pair you with somebody more famous\nBut instead you ended up with someone so basic, faceless\nSomeone to take your pictures and frame it\nAnd my new girl, she a movie star\nMy new girl, she a movie star\nI loved her right, make her scream like Neve Campbell\nBut when I make her laugh, swear it cures my depressin' thoughts\n'Cause baby girl, she a movie star\nBaby girl, she a movie star\nI told myself that I'd never fall\nBut here we go again\n\nOoh\nHere we go again\nLife's a dream\n'Cause it's never what it seems\nBut you'd rather love and lost with tears\nThan never love at all\nSo here we go again\n\nAlthough this love is strong to me\nSome things can change, go wrong with me\nWe don't know how it's gonna be\nForever is too long to me\nWe don't need the government involved because we like to touch\nWe don't need no damn religion tellin' us that we in love\nBut if we did crush down the road, spendin' lawyer fees up\nPen and pad gon' save my ass if these feelings freeze up\nYou gon' sign this prenup, you gon' sign this prenup\nYou gon' sign this prenup, you gon' sign this prenup\n\nOoh\nHere we go again\nLife's a dream\n'Cause it's never what it seems\nBut you'd rather love and lost with tears\nThan never love at all\nSo here we go again\n\nThe number one station to free your soul (Free your soul)\nDawn 103.5"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled High for This"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYou don't know what's in store\nBut you know what you're here for\nClose your eyes, lay yourself beside me (Ooh)\nHold tight for this ride\nWe don't need no protection\nCome alone, we don't need attention\n\nOpen your hand, take a glass\nDon't be scared, I'm right here\nEven though, you don't roll\nTrust me, girl, you wanna be high for this\n\nTake it off, you want it off\n'Cause I know what you're feeling\nIt's okay, girl, I feel it too\nLet it be, baby breathe\nI swear I'm right here\nWe'll be good, I promise, we'll be so good, yeah\n\nOpen your hand, take a glass\nDon't be scared, I'm right here\nEven though, you don't roll\nTrust me, girl, you wanna be high for this\n\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nYou wanna be high for this\n\nFor this\nYou wanna be high for this\nOoh, woah\nYou wanna be high for this, yeah\nYou wanna be high for this"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled House of Balloons _ Glass Table Girls"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \n\nWoah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nUh\nUh huh\nYeah-eah\n\nBeen on a further level since you came, no more pain\nYou look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face\nYou're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay\nBut you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me\n\nIf it hurts to breathe, open a window (Woo-ooh)\nOh, your mind wants to leave (Yeah), but you can't go, oh\n\nThis is a happy house (A happy house)\nWe're happy here (We're happy here)\nIn a happy house\nOh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nWoah\nWoah, Woah-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh\n\nMusic got you lo-o-ost\nNights pass so much quicker than the days did\nSame clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift\nThis place will burn you u-u-up\nBaby, it's okay, them my niggas next door\nAnd they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want\nSo blame it on me that you didn't call you home\nOh, just don't blame it on me girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun\n\nIf it hurts (Woo, woo) to breathe, open a window (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh, your mind wants to leave, but you can't go (Ooh)\n\nThis is a happy house\nWe're happy here in a happy house\nOh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun)\nFun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun to me)\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nWoah (Woah)\nWoah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\n\n\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 7\n\nTwo puffs for the lady who be down for that\nWhatever, together\nBring your own stash of the greatest, trade it\nRoll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it\nThen watch us chase it\nWith a handful of pills, no chasers\nJaw clenching on some super-sized papers\nShe bad and her head bad\nEscaping, her van is a Wonderland\nAnd it's half-past six\nRead skies 'cause time don't exist\nBut when the stars shine back to the crib\nSuperstar lines back at the crib\nAnd we can test out the tables\nWe got some brand new tables\nAll glass and it's four feet wide\nBut it's a must to get us ten feet high\nShe give me sex in a handbag\nI get her wetter than a wet nap\nAnd no closed doors\nSo I listen to her moans echo\n\"I heard he do drugs now\"\nYou heard wrong, I been on it for a minute\nWe just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it\nAnd when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it\nYeah, I'm always on that okey-dokey\nThem white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony\nBig O know the deal, he the one who showed me\nWatch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me\n\"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?\"\n\"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony\"\nI cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story\nYeah, I'm talking 'bout you, man, get to know me\nAin't no offense, though, I promise you\nIf you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth\nBut I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams\nAnd we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street\n\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh)\nBring the 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)\nThe 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)\nPut the 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables\nPut the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\nOh (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled How Do I Make You Love Me?"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nWe're goin' back in time\nI'd like to see you try\nUnpackin' thoughts through tunnels in your mind\nI'll fix you mushroom tea\nAnd cross the restless sea\nRelease yourself to escape reality\n\nIt doesn't faze you\nI need a breakthrough\nI only want what's right in front of me\nIt's quite unusual\nSeekin' approval\nBeggin' for it desperately\nI said\n\nHow do I make you love me?\nHow do I make you fall for me?\nHow do I make you want me\nAnd make it last eternally?\nHow do I make you love me? (Ooh, ah)\nHow do I make you fall for me?\nHow do I make you want me (Ooh, ah)\nAnd make it last eternally?\n\nI can see the real you, girl\nYou don't have to hide\nForget 'bout what your daddy said\nI'll teach you how to shine\nAnd all the things you tolerated\nMade you cold inside\nBut I can light you up again\nLike embers of a fire\n\nIt doesn't faze you\nI need a breakthrough\nI only want what's right in front of me\nIt's quite unusual\nSeekin' approval\nBeggin' for it desperately\nI said\n\nHow do I make you love me? (Make you love me)\nHow do I make you fall for me? (How do I make you fall?)\nHow do I make you want me\nAnd make it last eternally?\nHow do I make you love me? (Ooh, ah)\nHow do I make you fall for me?\nHow do I make you want me (Ooh, ah)\nAnd make it last eternally?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hurricane"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nSee this in 3D, all lights out for me\nAll lights out for me, lightning strikes the beach\nEighty degrees, warm it up for me\nFinally free, found the God in me\nAnd I want you to see I can walk on water\nThousand miles from shore, I can float on the water\nFather, hold me close, don't let me drown\nI know You won't\n\nYeah, walkin' on the bridge, I threw my sins over the deep end\nSippin' 'til my stomach hurt, this month I done lost three friends\nEarly mornin', brainstormin', normally I can't sleep in\nSometimes I just wanna restart it, but it all depends\nIf I'ma be that same young, hungry **** from West End\nWrote my hardest wrongs and the crazy part, I ain't have no pen\nMaybach interior camе with sheepskin\nStill remember whеn I just had three bands\nNow I'm the one everyone call on 'cause I got deep pants\nBro told me the way to beat the game is on the defense and\nNever fazed by names that they might call me, but they gon' respect it\nAnd I feel like you better off tryin' to call, I might not get the message\nAnd she just tried to run off with my heart, but I blocked off the exit, yeah\n\nOh-oh, I know You won't (I know You won't)\nI know You won't (Oh), oh (Oh, yeah)\nI know You won't, I know that You look over us (I know)\nSo we silently sleep\nBring down the rain, yeah, oh\n\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, I was out for self\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, I was up for sale, but I couldn't tell\nGod made it rain, the devil made it hail\nDropped out of school, but I'm that one at Yale\nMade the best tracks and still went off the rail\nHad to go down, down, down, this the new town, town, town\nThis the new ten, ten, ten, I'm goin' in, in, in\nHere I go on a new trip, here I go actin' too lit\nHere I go actin' too rich, here I go with a new chick\nAnd I know what the truth is, still playin' after two kids\nIt's a lot to digest when your life always movin'\nArchitectural Digest, but I needed home improvement\nSixty-million-dollar home, never went home to it\nGenius gone clueless, it's a whole lot to risk\nAlcohol anonymous, who's the busiest loser?\nHeated by the rumors, read into it too much\nFiendin' for some true love, ask Kim, \"What do you love?\"\nHard to find what the truth is, but the truth was that the truth suck\nAlways seem to do stuff, but this time it was too much\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, everybody so judgemental\nEverybody so judgemental\nEverybody hurts, but I don't judge rentals\nMm-mm-mm-mm-mm, it was all so simple\n\nI see you in 3D, the dawn is bright for me\nNo more dark for me, I know You're watchin' me\nEighty degrees, burnin' up the leaves\nFinally, I'm free, finally, I'm free\nAs I go out to sea, I can walk on water\nWon't you shine Your light? Demons talk on my shoulder\nFather, hold me close, don't let me drown\nI know You won't"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hurry Up Tomorrow"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Wash me with your fire\nWho else has to pay for my sins?\nMy love's fabricated, it's too late to save it\nNow I'm ready for the end\nSo burn me with your light\nI have no more fights left to win\nTie me up to face it, I can't run away, and\nI'll accept that it's the end\n\nAnd I hope that I find what I'm looking for\nI hope someone's watching from up above\nI'm done with the lies, I'm done with the loss\nI hope my confession is enough\n\nSo I see Heaven after life\nI want Heaven when I die\nI wanna change\nI want the pain no more, hey\n\nI took so much more than their lives\nThey took a piece of me\nAnd I've been tryin' to fill that void that my father left\nSo no one else abandons me, I'm sorry\nI promise I'm sorry, yeah\nBut now I'm drownin' in the same tub where I learned how to swim\nWith my mother trying to save every ounce of my innocence\nI failed her like I failed myself, I'm sorry (Yeah)\nMama, I'm sorry, oh, yeah\n\nAnd I hope that I'll find what I'm looking for\nI hope that He's watching from up above\nI'm done with the lies, I'm done with the loss\nI hope this confession is enough\n\nSo I see Heaven after life\nI want Heaven when I die\nI want to change\nI want the pain no more, oh, yeah\nNo, I need Heaven after life\nI want Heaven when I die\nI wanna change\nI want the pain no more, no more, no more"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Hurt You"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nAnd now I know relationship's my enemy\nSo stay away from me\nI'm warning you\nYou try to fill the void with every man you meet\n'Cause you're upset with me\nI'm warning you\n\n'Cause all the nights you slept alone dryin' your eyes\nAnd all the nights you thought about takin' your life\n'Cause if it's love you want again, don't waste your time\nBut if you call me up, I'm fuckin' you on sight\n\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\n\nWhen you're with him, you close your eyes and think of me\nJust call me up again\nI'll make you weak\nGirl, I'll come and put myself between your lips\nNot between your heart\nCan't you see?\n\nThat all the nights you slept alone, dryin' your eyes ('cause of me, baby)\nAnd all the nights you thought about takin' your life ('cause of me, baby)\nIf it's love you want again, don't waste your time (don't you waste)\nBut if you call me up, I'm fuckin' you on sight\n\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\nI don't wanna hurt you (ooh)\nI don't wanna hurt you\n\n\nI don't want\nI don't want\nI don't want\nI don't want\nI don't wanna, baby\nI don't wanna, baby\nI don't, ooh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Can’t Fucking Sing"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nAh, I get it now\nNo, it's my fucking voice, okay? (Listen to the doctor)\nI can't sing (Lip sync), I can't fucking sing"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Can’t Wait To Get There"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYeah\nThe darkness keeps you shining\nShine, shine, shine\nShine, shine, shine\nOoh, just sign on the dotted line\nLine, line, line\nLine, line, line (Ooh)\n\nI can't wait to get there, I know (Oh, know, know, oh, love, love)\nI can’t wait to get there, aware, my heart (Oh, love, love)\nI wish I could get there to know (Oh, love, love, oh, love, love)\nWhere my love can grow, oh, oh (Ooh)\n\nDear summer, wе've been runnin' the numbers\nWе just shy off a billi’, sold my crib to Madonna\nMight connect to my father, I don't know that nigga\nTryna end all my dramas, tryna clean up my closet\n'Cause the media hate it when they can never control us\nAnd my enemies hate it 'cause I own my soul\nI know (I know)\nWhen they think I don't, I know (I know)\nI know (I know)\nAnd they try to fuckin' kill me, spreadin' misinformation\nTryna paint me a villain\nGuess I did it to myself, man, this business life pimping\nWho can tell me the difference?\nDealt with scarier situations, I had nowhere to live in\nHigh school dropout, chillin' with academics\nNow I can finish a sentence\nNow I’m articulate, baby\nAnd I enunciate, baby\nAnd I eviscerate my enemies and piss on they grave, yeah\nAnd I swear I’m gon' do it, I know\n\nI can’t wait to get there, I know\nEvery time I look into those eyes (I know, know, know, know, know)\nAll the tears drop down your face (I know, know, know)\nI can't wait to get there, aware, my heart (I get the game, I know)\nI wish I could get there to know (You need the right complexion for the right protection, for the right intention, for the, for the, for the)\nWhere my love can grow (For the, for the right, for the right, ooh)\nEvery time I look into those eyes\nLook into those eyes and all the tears drop down your face (I can't wait to get there, woah, oh)\nAware, my heart\nI wish I could get there to know\nWhere my love can grow, oh, oh\nI can't wait to get there, I know\nI can’t wait to get there"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Feel It Coming"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYeah, ah\n\nTell me what you really like\nBaby, I can take my time\nWe don't ever have to fight\nJust take it step-by-step\nI can see it in your eyes\n'Cause they never tell me lies\nI can feel that body shake\nAnd the heat between your legs\n\nYou've been scared of love and what it did to you\nYou don't have to run, I know what you've been through\nJust a simple touch and it could set you free\nWe don't have to rush when you're alone with me\n\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\n\nYou are not the single type\nSo, baby, this the perfect time\nI'm just tryna get you high (I'm just tryin', babe)\nAnd faded off this touch\nYou don't need a lonely night\nSo, baby, I can make it right\nYou just gotta let me try (Try)\nTo give you what you want\n\nYou've been scared of love and what it did to you\nYou don't have to run, I know what you've been through\nJust a simple touch and it could set you free\nWe don't have to rush when you're alone with me\n\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe\n\nUh, you've been scared of love and what it did to you\nYou don't have to run, I know what you've been through\nJust a simple touch and it could set you free\nWe don't have to rush when you're alone with me\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', babe)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I know what you feel right now)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', baby)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I know what you say right now, babe)\nI feel it comin' (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na; I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', babe; oh, babe)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I know what you say right now)\nI feel it comin' (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na; I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', baby)\nI feel it comin' (I feel it comin')\nI feel it comin', babe\n\nI feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', babe\nI feel it comin', babe"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Heard You’re Married"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYeah\nYeah, yeah (Ah)\nOh, oh yeah\nMm-mm\n\nThe way you hypnotized me, I could tell (Uh)\nYou've been in control\nYou manifested this, but girl, I blame myself\nThings I shoulda known\nThe whispers that I hear\nAre blowin' through my ears\nThese words I need to hear from you\nAnd I know this is a fling\nBut you're hidin' someone's ring\nIt hurts to think I'm sharin' you\n\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl\nI knew that this was too good to be true\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh\n\nIf you don't love him (Oh no)\nThen do yourself a favor and just leave him\nYour number in my phone, I'm gon' delete it\nGirl, I'm way too grown for that deceivin'\n'Cause I don't play, I don't play\nNow I'm sure you have your issues and your reasons (Reasons)\nBut why you even with him if you're cheatin'? (Cheatin')\nAnd I thought you were someone that I could be with (Yeah)\nAnd it kills me that I'm sharin' you\n\nOh, I heard you're married, girl\nI knew that this was too good to be true\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh\nAnd I hate it\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl (Married, girl)\nThe way you had me wrapped around your finger too\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh\n\nI can't be with you\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl, oh (Ooh)\nI can't be with you (Yeah)\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl\nOh, yeah\n\nCan't be your side bitch\nThat shit ain't fly, bitch\nCan't be your pilot\nCan't be your private\nMake me your obvious\nIf I ain't your husband, I can't be your hybrid\nI heard you're married\nI bet he treats you like Virgin Mary\nYou like it dirty and I'm Dirty Harry\nI thought we were some love birds, canaries, word to Larry\nBut I can't fuck with you\nYou put my love on the line and then hang up on you\nThat's a long kiss goodbye, I gotta tongue kiss you\nAnd when doves cry, we ain't got enough tissue\nI'm still in love with you\nWhere the love at?\nYou walk down the aisle, I can make you run back\nLike, fuck that, where the love at?\nAnd tell hubby I'll kill him, no hub cap\n\nWoah, woah (Woah, woah)\nOh, I heard you're married, girl (Married, girl)\nI knew that this was too good to be true\nOh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh (Woah, woah)\nAnd I hate it (Oh, I hate it)\nOoh, I heard you're married, girl (Married, girl)\nThe way you had me wrapped around your finger too (Your finger too)\nOh, I heard you're married, girl, oh, oh, oh (I heard you're married, and baby, I hate it)\n\nI can't be with you\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl, oh (Ooh)\nI can't be with you (Yeah)\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl (Ooh, ooh)\nI can't be with you (Oh yeah)\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl, oh (Talk to me, say)\nI can't be with you\nNo, I can't be with you\nYou're too deceiving, girl (Ooh)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled I Was Never There"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nWhat makes a grown man wanna cry?\n(Cry, cry, cry, cry)\nWhat makes him wanna take his life? (Ah, ah)\n(Yeah)\nHis happiness is never real\n(Real, real, real, real)\nAnd mindless sex is how he feels, ooh, he heals\n\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter (It don't matter), it won't matter (Matter)\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time (Time, it's time, babe)\nIt won't matter (It won't matter, babe), it won't matter (Ya)\nIt was like he was never there\n(It was like he was never there)\nIt was like he was gone in thin air, oh\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time (Oh, baby)\nIt won't matter (It won't matter, baby), it won't matter\n\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\nIt was like he was never there\nIt was like he was gone in thin air\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\n\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\nWhen it's time, when it's time, when it's time\nIt won't matter, it won't matter\n\nOoh, now I know what love is\nAnd I know it ain't you for sure\nYou'd rather something toxic\nSo, I poison myself again, again\n'Til I feel nothing\nIn my soul (In my soul)\nI'm on the edge of something breaking\nI feel my mind is slowly fadin'\nIf I keep going, I won't make it\nIf I keep going, I won't make it\n\nAnd it's all because of you\nIt's all because of you\nIt's all because of you\nIt's all because of you\nWoah, woah\nDon't you, baby, hey\nIt won't matter, baby\nDon't you know?\nDon't you know?\nOh, ooh, oh\nHey"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled In Vein"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "I don't got a single sober vein in my body\nI don't got a single sober vein in my body\n\nDon't apologize, I quite enjoy messy\nI see that bottle after bottle got you goin' crazy\nAnd doin' shows after shows got me so lazy\nSo ride it out for me, and take it off for me\nIt's a good vibe, good vibe, good vibe\nDon't you ever threaten niggas with a good time\nShe wanna buy a dream, I said I don't sell it\nBut she can rent it for a night, I don't mind, open wide\n'Cause all this fame, I earned it, I might as well use it\nPrivate elevator goin' straight to my unit\nAll my niggas 'round me, gettin' kickback pussy\nAll my killas 'round me, all be hiding in Stussy\nCan't nobody stop me, used to be homeless (Used to be homeless)\nNow that penthouse at the Ritz where my home is\nTour bus like a National Geographic\nBitches runnin' wild gettin' faded in the bathroom\n\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nAll the pain, sweat and tears, just to get a piece\nBut now we got it\nMan look at the kid now, can nobody stop me?\nI don't got a single sober vein in my body\n\nFuck her like a thug nigga, young nigga, new Ferrari\nOld money, I just 'fraid the Lord with us\nCondo blow money, like it's all dope money\nCome short wet niggas, like a speed boat coming, oh Lord\nMo money, mo money, these rich young niggas ain't ever know money\nBelaire running down the Rollie on her arm (Arm)\nPinky ring six-hundred, what you know about it (What?)\nI'm the champ, baby, Real Deal Holyfield (Huh)\nGot the bitches, want it dirty, went and bought the crib\nTwenty-five mil', I'm doing twenty-five-to-life\nHundred acres, keep my shooters all through the night\nEvery chandelier ran a nigga one mil'\nTwenty chandeliers, motherfucker, who real (Uh)\nI just wanna show her what I live like\nWearing a white Birkin on a winter night\nFuck a Birkin, now she in the Bentley\nThat's when she went and tatted double M G\nNow our bond deep, deeper than the rap\nShe give me brain, she a mastermind to be exact\nShe a mastermind to be exact\nI give her game and she give it back (Back)\nSip syrup so I fuck slow, sip more I wanna fuck more\nGotta grind 'till your eyes close\nStay strapped 'till the trap close\nThey scream Maybach on the cell blocks\nAll my dawgs who used to sell blocks\nThey say the niggas in the jail talk\nHow your homies commissary fell off\nWhat make it worse he get an elbows\nTwenty-five-to-life dead wrong on the cell phone\n\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nIt makes me smile, it makes me smile\n'Cause I got it\nAll the pain, sweat and tears, just to get a piece\nBut now we got it\nMan look at the kid now, can nobody stop me?\nI don't got a single sober vein in my body"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled In Your Eyes"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOoh, yeah\n\nI just pretend that I'm in the dark and\nI don't regret 'cause my heart can't take a loss\nI'd rather be so oblivious\nI'd rather be with you\n\nWhen it's said, when it's done, yeah\nI don't ever wanna know\nI can tell what you done, yeah\nWhen I look at you\n\nIn your eyes\nI see there's something burning inside you\nOh, inside you\nIn your eyes\nI know it hurts to smile, but you try to\nOh, you try to\nYou always try to hide the pain\nYou always know just what to say\nI always look the other way\nI'm blind, I'm blind\nIn your eyes\nYou lie, but I don't let it define you\nOh, define you\n\nI tried to find love\nIn someone else too many times\nBut I hope you know I mean it (Mean it)\nWhen I tell you you're the one that was on my mind, oh\n\nWhen it's said, when it's done, yeah\nI would never let you know (Let you know)\nI'm ashamed of what I've done, yeah\nWhen I look at you\n\nIn your eyes (Your eyes)\nI see there's something burning inside you (Inside you)\nOh, inside you (Oh, inside you)\nIn your eyes\nI know it hurts to smile, but you try to (But you try to)\nOh, you try to (You try to)\nYou always try to hide the pain (Oh, oh)\nYou always know just what to say (Oh, dear)\nI always look the other way\nI'm blind, I'm blind\nIn your eyes\nYou lie, but I don't let it define you (Hey)\nOh, define you\n\nIn your eyes\nI see there's something burning inside you\nOh, inside you\nYou always try to hide the pain\nYou always know just what to say\nI always look the other way\nI'm blind, I'm blind\nIn your eyes\nYou lie, but I don't let it define you\nOh, define you"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled In the Night"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nAll alone, she was livin'\nIn a world without an end or beginnin'\nBaby girl was livin' life for the feelin'\nBut I don't mind, I don't mind, oh\nAnd all the wrongs she committed\nShe was numb and she was so co-dependent\nShe was young and all she had was the city\nBut I don't mind, I don't mind\n\nAnd I know (Know)\nThat she's capable of anything, it's riveting\nBut when (When)\nYou wake up, she's always gone, gone, gone, oh\n\nIn the night, she hears him calling\nIn the night, she's dancin' to relieve the pain\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\nIn the night, when she comes crawlin'\nDollar bills and tears keep fallin' down her face\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\n\nHe sang a song when he did it\nHe was cold and he was so unforgiving\nNow she dances to the song on the minute\nYeah, all the time (All the time), all the time (All the time), oh\nIt make her weak when she hear it\nAnd it got her on her knees like religion\nShe was young and she was forced to be a woman\nYeah, all the time (All the time), all the time (All the time)\n\nAnd I know (Know)\nThat she's capable of anything, it's riveting\nBut when (When)\nYou wake up, she's always gone, gone, gone, oh\n\nIn the night, she hears him calling\nIn the night, she's dancin' to relieve the pain\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\nIn the night, when she comes crawlin' (Yeah)\nDollar bills and tears keep fallin' down her face (Fallin' down her face)\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand\n\nOh, baby\nI don't think you understand (Woo)\nI don't think you understand (Ohh)\nI don't think you understand\nOh, no, no, no\nI don't think you understand (Hey)\n\nIn the night, she hears him calling (Yeah)\nIn the night, she's dancin' to relieve the pain (To relieve the pain)\nShe'll never walk away (No-no-no-no-no)\nI don't think you understand (Hey)\nIn the night, when she comes crawlin' (Ooh)\nDollar bills and tears keep fallin' down her face (It's fallin' down her face)\nShe'll never walk away\nI don't think you understand"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Initiation"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOh, yeah, got you drinking out them white cups, sodas\nAll this shit so foreign to you, thick smoke, choking\nBaby, get familiar with the order\nJust crack it, then pour it, then sip slow, then tip low\nMy eyes red but my brim low, that XO\nShe climbing, straight to the top, forgetting why she there in the first place\nNo more crying, heart rate slow, put that rum down, you don't wanna die tonight\nI promise, when you’re finished, we’ll head to where I’m living\nThe party won’t finish, it’s a fucking celebration, oh yeah\nFor my niggas out tonight\nAnd they high off Shakespeare lines\nThere's enough to pass around, you don't gotta wait in line\nAnd the clocks don't work, you don't gotta check the time\nAnd the blinds don't work, you don't gotta check the sky\nWe'll be going all night, 'til light\n\nI got a test for you\nYou say you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\n\nAnd you've been going hard, baby\nNow you rolling with some big boys, baby\nGot a lot you wanna show off, baby\nClose that door before you take your fucking clothes off, baby\nDon't mind, all my writings on the wall\nI thought I passed my peak, and I'm experiencing fall\nAnd all I wanna do is leave 'cause I've been zoning for a week\nAnd I ain't left this little room, tryna concentrate to breathe\n'Cause this piff so potent, killing serotonin\nIn that two floor loft in the middle we be choking\nOn that all black voodoo, heavy gum chewing\nGo on if you thirsty, baby, if you thirsty\nGrab a cup of that XO, baby, I been leaning\nBack from the come down, girl, I've been fiending\nFor another round, don't you blame it on me\nWhen you're grinding up your teeth and it's fucking hard to sleep\n\nI got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\nI got a lot of boys\nAnd we can make you right\nAnd if you get too high\n\nBaby, come over here and\nRide it out, ride it out\nWork that back 'til I tire out\nRoll that weed, bring that fire out\nTaste that lean when you kiss my mouth\nBed so wet when I eat you out\nGirl's friends scream that I'm creeping out\nIf they're not down, better keep 'em out\nEx-man hollering, keep him out\nHard to let go, I could teach you how\nTake a puff of this motherfucking reefer now\nBet a shot of this cognac, ease you out\nJust one night, trying to fucking leave you out\nBaby, baby\n\nI got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\nI got a lot of boys\nAnd we can make you right\nAnd if you get too high\nBaby, come over here and ride it out\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nCome over here and ride it out\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nOoh yeah, ooh\n\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (Oh yeah)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (XO)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (Yeah)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat-"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Is There Someone Else?"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI know that you're hiding something from me\nThat's been close to your heart\nAnd I felt it creepin' up every day\nBaby, right from the start\nI know that look you give when we're fighting (Fighting)\nWe're fighting (Fighting)\n'Cause I used to be the one who was lying (Lying)\nOh, lying (Lying)\n\nOh, is there someone else or not?\n'Cause I wanna keep you close\nI don't wanna lose my spot\n'Cause I need to know\nIf you're hurting him, or you're hurting me\nIf I ain't with you, I don't wanna be\nIs there someone else or not?\nOoh, or not?\n\nI don't deservе someone loyal to me\nDon't you think I see?\nAnd I don't want to bе a prisoner to who I used to be\nI swear I changed my ways for the better, the better\n'Cause I wanna be with you forever, forever\n\nOh, is there someone else or not?\n'Cause I wanna keep you close\nI don't wanna lose my spot\n'Cause I need to know\nIf you're hurting him, or you're hurting me\nIf I ain't with you, I don't wanna be\nIs there someone else or not?\nOoh, or not?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Jealous Guy"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI was dreamin' of the past\nAnd my heart was beatin' fast\nI began to lose control\nI began to lose control\n\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm sorry that I made you cry\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm just a jealous guy\n\nI was feelin' insecure\nYou might not love me anymore\nI was shiverin' inside\nI was shiverin' inside\n\nI didn't mean to hurt you, yeah\nI'm sorry that I made you cry\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm just a jealous guy\n\nJealous guy\nJealous guy, oh\nJealous guy\nSaid I'm sorry, jealous guy\n\nI didn't mean to hurt you\nI'm sorry that I made you cry\nI didn't wanna hurt you\nI'm just a jealous guy"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled K-POP"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nGonna pop, baby\nVemo'\n\nSwish, lit (Lit)\nMove that shit out here (Here)\nYou full off one sip (Sip)\nFallin' off but I got grip (Grip)\nAll around the trap, it hit (Hit, hit, ayy)\nAll around the map, you trip (Skrrt)\nTake it like nine out of ten (Yeah)\nThink they gon' find that again\nThink I gotta bond out again\nBehind the tint, I sin, I vent\nCan't forget about that place we went\nRight after you put that in my head\nDo you still pop 'em? Do you dance?\nDo you still drop some'? Know you can\nI got a lot, but I'm still chancin'\n\nYeah-yeah, yeah, yeah\nHace tiempo no te veo, eh\nEs que ahora en Miami jangueo, eh, eh\nYa no tengo la Rodeo\nAhora en la G-Wagon me posteo, ey\nY te lo meto al frente 'e la playa\nComo aquello' tiempo' de camino a Maya\nTú ni fumaba' y chingando te arrebaté\nDale, no pierdas tiempo, no lo piense', trépate\nTú bien loca, loca, yo bien loco, loco\nSi ahora tu mai nos pilla, me pide una foto\nLa nota me explota, el ticke' lo exploto\nVamo' pa' Cayo Musha, ya le texteé al piloto, eh-eh\n\nI know it was one time (Swish)\nYou feel like that went on (Went on)\nThat night was just so fire\nI need you back sooner (Sooner)\nYou come back on this side\nWhen shit get back cooler (Cooler)\nWe run it back one time\nI'm grabbin' you uno (Uno)\n\nOoh (Uno)\nOoh-ooh (Mm-mm, mm-mm)\nOoh (Mm-mm, mm-mm)\nOoh-yeah (Mm-mm)\n\nMix the drugs with the pain\nLet the waves lead the way\nYou in Cannes and Saint-Tropez callin' out my name\nYou know I'm rolling my face off\nYou know I'm high off that K pop\nRubbin' up on your body\nAll your clothes, you gon' take off\nSouth of France, we gon' party\nThis ain't some lil' yachty\nWe gon' fuck 'til we seasick (Skrrt)\nYou my bad lil' mami, mami (Yeah)\nYou love me, you could tell me you love me\nEven if you don't mean it (Mm-mm)\nSex'll make you believe it (Mm-mm)\nI love it when she up on me (Mm-mm)\nLove when she'll call me, \"Papi\" (Mm-mm)\nEven though she Korean (Mm-mm)\nGet her wet like tsunami, 'nami, ooh, yeah (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nI know it was one time (Swish)\nYou feel like that went on (Went on)\nThat night was just so fire\nI need you back sooner (Sooner)\nYou come back on this side\nWhen shit get back cooler (Cooler)\nWe run it back one time\nI'm grabbin' you uno\n\nYeah-yeah, yeah, yeah (Uno)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled King of the Fall"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI'm Addy'd up, add it up, I just ate a plate for breakfast\nPut it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas\nChest feeling heavy like a midget on my necklace\nBitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous (Oh!)\n'Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates\nDriving by the streets we used to walk through like a triumph\nMix it in a potion like a science\nThat liquid G diet got a nigga so quiet\n'Cause the shit so strong, got me feeling like I'm dyin' (Feeling like I'm dyin')\nShit so raw, nothing else can get me higher (Get me higher)\nOnly time you see me's when I'm balling with my niggas\n'Cause my life too private, my ride too private (Oh!)\nMy flight too private, my shows so riot\nMy jaw so tired, I go all night in my city 'til the fall\nThen it's time for me to fly her\nI got a girl at home even though she ain't mine yet\n\nAnd she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like it)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like it)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Ohh)\nBaby girl, you know what I like\nBaby, you know just what I like (I like)\nBaby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like\n\nDon't be mad, let her get hers (Get her, get hers)\nDon't be mad, let her get hers (Don't be mad; Get her, get hers)\nShe made her own luck, she don't give a fuck\nShe's tryna have fun, take a break from the love\nMan, your girl so bad, let me get her (Get her, get her)\nYour girl so bad, let me get her (Get her, get her)\nI make my own luck, I make that pussy talk\nOn call till the fall, he can like it or not, nigga, back the fuck up\nIf you ain’t with me, motherfucker, you against me ('Gainst me)\nIf you ain’t complimentin' nigga, you offendin' ('Fending)\nI've been out here last year wasting hella time (Hella time)\nXO is the only time invested\nThem Fall shows every year like a birthday (Birthday)\nAnd I'ma do it every year in my birthplace (Birthplace)\nAnd I ain’t been this gone since Thursday (Thursday)\nI never said that I’d be sober in the first place\n\nAnd she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like it)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Know I might like)\nShe gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it (Yeah; Know I might like it)\nBaby girl, you know what I like (Baby girl, you know what I like)\nBaby, you know just what I like (Nah, nah, nah)\nBaby, you know what I like, like, like, like, like\n\nBaby girl, you know what I like\nBaby, you know just what I like, mm\n\nI just passed that \"Nigga fell off\" stage\nJust sold out the O2 at my own pace\nI can say that I’m attached to nobody\nI've been getting paper while these niggas tryna stop me\nShout my nigga Doc, that’s a mentor\nHad some bad business, nothing personal\nBut now that word out that we back\nOn some young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson\nAnd these the motherfuckers that they packaged\nTheir new shit all be soundin' like my past shit\nBring your girl to my show, give her floor seats\nThen she go downtown like she owe me\nXO, XO, XO\nMix it up, pour it up, take it down slow\nThis my sound, nigga, fuck your sound\nDid it from the ground, ask around, bitch\nWhen I touch down, I'ma shake shit up\nFuck your new man, I'ma break it up\nHe can come back when I go on the road\nBut that pussy mine for the next three months\n’Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back\nCop ten whips for my niggas when we land\nQueen Street nigga making money overseas\nHad a few more debts, I'ma pay it all in cash\nShout out XO, shout out to the boy\nBroke bread on tour, man, it’s all love now\nShout my nigga Stix, doing good in these streets\nBet he popping more bottles than us right now\nReason why they stressing, city never sunny\nWhen the kid come through with more niggas than Apollo\nBut ain’t shit funny, can’t nobody stop me\nAll my hoes are trained, I make all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow\nAll of, all of, all of them swallow\nAll of them swallow, (I make) all of them swallow"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Kiss Land"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nWhen I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall\nBut when she put it in her mouth\nShe can't seem to reach my...\nBallin' ain't an issue for me\nI'll make a hundred stacks right back next week\nDo it all again, I'm faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing\nAnd I'll admit, baby, I'm a little camera-shy\nBut exceptions can be made, baby, ‘cause you're too damn fly\nFor what it's worth, I hope you enjoy the show\n'Cause if you're back here only takin' pictures\nYou gon' have to take your ass home\n\n'Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off\nGo 'head, girl, strip it down, close your mouth\nI just wanna hear your body talk\n\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, girl, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, girl, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nDon’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nDon’t hold back\n\nYou can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free\nYou gotta pay with your body\nNot really into kisses leading into nothing\nI'm into shows every night, if you play your cards right\nI might fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour\nFuck around, turn you to my West Coast girl\nUntil they book a show in NYC\nGotta fly back east where the city don't sleep\nWoah, I'm tryna finish all this potion\nBaby, take your time, I'm tryna sip it 'til the mornin'\nAnd if you're still up, I'm tryna fuck you in the mornin'\nSaid, I'm two days strong\nAnd never sleep until it's mornin', until the mornin'\n\n'Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off\nGo 'head, girl, strip it down, close your mouth\nI just wanna hear your body talk\n\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, yeah, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, girl, don’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nDon’t hold back, let it out\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\n(Nothing is going to change my love for you)\nOh, yeah, don’t hold back\n\n\nI got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year\nI can't remember how it looks inside\nSo you can picture how my life's been\nI went from starin' at the same four walls for 21 years\nTo seein' the whole world in just 12 months\nBeen gone for so long, I might have just found God\nWell, probably not, if I keep my habits up\nProbably not if I can't keep up with lovin'\nAnd I can't stand talkin' to brand new girls\nOnly bitches down to fuck when you shower them with ones and\nProbably not if my niggas round them up and\nProbably not if we take 'em to my spot\nProbably not if I tweak all day just to sleep at night\nGoddamn, I'm high\nMy doctor told me to stop\nAnd he gave me somethin' to pop\nAnd I mix it up with some Adderall's\nAnd I wait to get to the top\nAnd I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot\nI don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me?\nAll I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke\nLast week was my rough week\nI'm still drippin' down from my nose\nAnd I don't know how to drive, I make my driver get high\nBut If he goes under that 110, believe my driver get fired\nAnd I don't got any friends, I got XO in my bloodwork\nAnd I'm posted up down in Florida \nFt. Lauderdale to that MIA\nCold drinks with Grand Marnier\nTo the break of dawn, Kahlua milk\nWhite Russian when the sun hits\nWhite Russians with tongue tricks\nI like the feeling of tongue rings\nShe like the way my whole tongue flip\nShe grind hard for tuition\nShe grind hard 'til her teeth chip\nI make her hide it with gold grills\nI make her suck it with gold grills\nIn the back room of the VIP, she don't ever sleep\n\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nAnd this ain't nothing to relate to\nAnd this ain't nothing to relate to\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nEven if you tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nAnd this ain't nothing to relate to\nThis ain't nothing to relate to\nEven if you tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried\nYou tried, you tried, you tried"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled LA FAMA"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \n\nLo que pasó a ti te lo cuento\nNo creas que no dolió o que me lo invento\nAsí es que se dio\nYo tenía a mi bebé, era algo bien especial\nPero me obsesioné con algo que a él le hacía mal\nMiles de cancione' en mi mente\nY él me lo notaba\nY él tanta’ vece' que me lo decía\nY yo como si nada\n\nEs mala amante la fama, no va a quererte de verdad\nEs demasia'o traicionera, y como ella viene, se te va\nSabe’ que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré\nSi quiere', duerme con ella, pero nunca la vayas a casar\n\nLo que pasó me ha dejado en vela\nYa no puedo ni pensar\nLa sangre le hierve, siempre quiere más\nPuñalaítas da su ambición\nEn el pecho afilada, es lo peor\n\nEs mala amante la fama y no va a quererme de verdad\nEs demasia'o traicionera, y como ella viene, se me va\nYo sé que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré\nSi quiero, duermo con ella, pero nunca me la voy a casar\n\nNo hay manera\nDe que esta obsesión se me fuera\nSe me fuera, ya desaparezca\nYo aún no he aprendío' la manera\nNo hay manera que desaparezca\n\nEs mala amante la fama, no va a quererte de verdad\nEs demasia'o traicionera, y como ella viene, se te va\nYo sé que será celosa, yo nunca le confiaré\nSi quiero, duermo con ella, pero nunca me la voy a casar"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Less Than Zero"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nRemember I was your hero, yeah\nI'd wear your heart like a symbol\nI couldn't save you from my darkest truth of all\nI know\nI'll always be less than zero\nOh, yeah\nYou tried your best with me, I know\nI couldn't face you with my darkest truth of all\nOh\n\n'Cause I can't get it out of my head\nNo, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed\nI try to hide it, but I know you know me\nI try to fight it, but I'd rather be free\nOh\n\nOh yeah\nCan we meet in the middle?\nOh yeah\n'Cause you were just like me before\nNow you'd rather leavе me\nThan to watch me die in your arms, oh\n\nBut I can't gеt it out of my head\nNo, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed\nI try to hide it, but I know you know me\nI try to fight it, but I'd rather be free\nOh woah, oh\n\n(I can't get it out of my head)\n(No, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed)\n(I try, I try)\n(I try, I try)\n\nI can't get it out of my head\nNo, I can't shake this feeling that crawls in my bed\nI try to hide it, but I know you know me (Know you know me)\nI try to fight it, but I'd rather be free\n\nYeah\nI'll always be less than zero\nYou tried your best with me, I know"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Life of the Party"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nHello, welcome to the other side\nYou're lost\nBaby, step outside your mind\nYou've been really good\nYou've been really good\nYou've been thinking 'bout being bad ever since I put you on\nShe got money for blow\nJust check her damn nose\nPrescription ain't an issue\nYou can mix it with the \"oh\"\nAnd if you wanna do it, baby\nI'm right here with you\nI'm on cloud nine\nBaby, you're behind\nYou can follow me\nYou can follow me if you want\n\nTo go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOoh\nOoh\nOoh, yeah\n\nI got two little ladies\nI got one little room\nThere's a room full of liquor\nBaby, what you wanna do?\nThe way you move got me feeling so \"uhh\"\nI been thinking about it, baby\nI been thinking about it lately\nI'm so far gone and you are too\nShow me how you\n\nYou go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOoh\nOoh\nOoh, yeah\n\nI love how you touch\nHow you feel, how you breathe\nBaby, how you do it so good?\nHow you twist with your hips got the room so small, baby\nAnd, girl, please don't go\nYou're gonna please my boys\nYou been thinking about it, baby\nYeah, you're a star\nOh, you knocked one down\nGirl, you knocked it down\nGirl, there's one, two, three\n\nTo go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Like A God"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh\nOh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh\n\nMama taught her how to please\nDaddy begged them not to leave\nBut they drove to the City of Angels\nMama knows, baby girl gon' be famous (Yeah)\nMama died after fallen dreams\nSuicide made her tabloid queen\n\nShe's alone, the city gon' break her\nThere's no one, there's no one to save her, oh-oh\n\nHe watches over like a God\nMakes you hurt again, so you can heal and say \"Amen\"\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh\n\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh\n\nBaby boy was doing petty crimes\nTwenty-five, he was serving time\nHe would dream of the City of Angels\nHe was born to entertain us, 'tain us, 'tain us\nAt his core, he's just a jealous guy\nMany women falling for his lie\n\nHe's alone, the city will break him\n'Cause there's no, there's no one to save him, oh-oh-oh\n\nShe watches over like a God\nMakes you hurt again so you can heal and say \"Amen\"\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh\n\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you\n\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nEnd our lives for you, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh, oh\nWe will change for you\nWe will cry for you\nWe will pay for you\nGive our lives to you, oh-oh-oh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Loft Music"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOh, oh-ooh\nOh (Woah), oh (Woah)\nOh, oh\n\nThey say my brain meltin'\nAnd the only thing I'll tell 'em is\nI'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist\nSo, baby, take your clothes off, a chance like this\nYou may never get to show off, show off\nShow off what you talking about\nUnless you like to tease, baby\nWhen in reality you don't know how to please, baby\nBlue-ball queen, take your fuckin' seat, baby\nRide it out, now I know you wanna scream, baby\nBetter than your next man\nAnd if he swingin' I get dumber than the next man\n'Cause I don't play\nUnless it's keys, then I play all day (All day)\nYou like them keys? We gon' play all day (All day)\nWet dream fry your brain all day, all day\nI think you lost your morals, girl (What?)\nBut it's okay 'cause you don't need 'em where we're goin'\nIn that two-floor loft in the middle of the city\nAfter rollin' through the city with me\nI promise you gon' see\nThat I'm only fuckin' 20, girl\nAmnesia, put your mind in a dream world\nWhat you doin' in the bathroom? (Woah)\nI hear noises in the bathroom (Woah)\nBaby, it's okay\nWe can do it in the living room\nTwisting turns in 'em, the only girls that we fuck with\nSeem to have 20 different pills in 'em\nThey tell us that they love us\nEven though they want a next man\nAnd the next man's bitch want the third man\nEddie Murphy shit, yeah, we trade places\nRehearse lines to them and then we fuck faces\nYeah, we know just how to get a buzz\nMix it with the hash, come fuck with us\nI'm raw, mothafucka, I'm raw\nLove so lost, and my niggas, man\nThese bitches can't touch what we got if they wanted\nI'll plug any nigga that'll step, man, I got 'em, yeah, I got 'em 'til the ending of our credits\nLife's such a movie, filmed independent, us against the city\nPlease don't get offended when we don't answer your calls\nAnd if you got a problem, come and find us, we can talk about it\nWhat's good, young ho? You about it?\nGot a loft right now, you excited?\nYou excited?\n\nOoh, ooh\nAh, ah\nOoh-ahh\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nYeah\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nOoh, what you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin'?\nI been thinkin' 'bout, ooh\nI know everything, ooh\nI know everything\nI know it all\nI know it all\nAhh, ahh, ahh, ooh\nOoh-ahh, ahh, ahh\nOoh, oh no, no, no\nAhh, ahh-ooh, ooh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Lonely Star"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nIf, all I could say is if\nPromise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin\nI belong to you\nPromise me when they all love you that you'll remember me\nWhen you fuck them, you'll see my face\nMy body is yours\nEvery Thursday\n\nIt seems like pain and regret are your best friends (Ooh, oh yeah)\n'Cause everything you do leads to them, right? Right, right\nYeah, but baby, I could be your best friend, ooh\nAnd baby, I could fuck you right (Ooh, woah)\n\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star, oh yeah\nBaby, you could have it all\nBaby, you could have it all\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star\n\nWoah\nBlaming all your sins on your best friends, ohh, oh yeah\nAnd nothing's never ever your own fault\nAnd nothing's your fault baby, no\nWell, baby, you don't need your best friends (Woah)\nYeah, 'cause I got everything you want (Woo, ehh yeah)\n\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh baby)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star, baby, you could be a star\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star (Oh yeah)\nIf all I could say is if\nPromise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin\nI belong to you\nPromise me when they all love you that you'll remember me\nWhen you fuck them, you'll see my face\nMy body is yours\nGive them any other day but Thursday\nBelongs to me\nEvery Thursday\nI'll wait for you\nI'll be beautiful for you\nEvery Thursday\nI exist\nOnly on Thursday\n\nOhh, ohh\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, Thursday\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, Thursday (Ooh)\nI love the guitars"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Losers"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOnly losers go to school\nI taught myself how to move\nI'm not the type to count on you, uh\n'Cause stupid's next to \"I love you\"\nNo?\n\nSo what can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already? ('Dy)\nWe make our own sense\nAnd you're qualified to me\nWhat can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already? ('Dy)\nWe make our own sense\n\nAnd you're qualified to (Oh, oh)\nAnd you're qualified to (Oh, oh, oh)\nAnd you're qualified to\n\nOnly losers go to school\nThey can't teach what they can't prove\nCome put this inside a test tube\n'Cause stupid's next to \"I love you\"\n\nSo what can you show me (Ay, ay, ay)\nThat my heart don't know already? ('Dy, ay)\n'Cause we make our own sense (Ay, ay)\nYou're qualified to me\nWhat can you show me (Ay, ay)\nThat my heart don't know already? (Ay, ay, ay)\n'Cause we make our own sense\nAnd you're qualified to...\n\nOh, oh\nAnd you're qualified to\nOh, oh\nAnd you're qualified to\nAnd you're qualified to\n\nAnd now that we're all grown up\nWho do we owe it to?\nAnd now that we've gone this far\nWho do we owe it all to?\nWe did it all alone\nNow we're coming for the throne\nWe did it all alone\nNow we're coming for the throne\nAnd now that we all came up\nDo we lose? Do we lose?\n\nSo what can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already?\n'Cause we make our own sense\nAnd you're qualified to me\nWhat can you show me\nThat my heart don't know already?\n'Cause we make our own sense\n\nAnd you're qualified to me\nAnd you're qualified to me"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Lost in the Fire"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nI wanna fuck you slow with the lights on (Lights on, lights on, lights on)\nYou're the only one I've got my sights on (Sights on, sights on, sights on)\nType of sex you could never put a price on (Price on, price on, price on)\nI'll take it off, you're the one I'll roll the dice on (Dice on, dice on, dice on)\nAnd I just want a baby with the right one\n(I just want a baby with the right—)\n'Cause I could never be the one to hide one\n(I could never be the one to hide—)\n\nAnd we lost a lot of things in the fire\nSo it took a year for me to find out (Find out, find out)\n\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe\nOh-oh (Yeah)\n\nI'm tired of being home alone (Home alone)\nI used to have a girl a day (Girl a day)\nBut I want you to stay (I want you to stay, hey)\nYou said you might be into girls (Into girls)\nSaid you're going through a phase (Through a phase)\nKeeping your heart safe (Keepin' your heart safe, oh)\nWell, baby, you can bring a friend (Bring a friend)\nShe can ride on top your face (Top your face)\nWhile I fuck you straight (While I fuck you straight, yeah)\n\nAnd we lost a lot of things in the fire (Fire)\nSo it took a year for me to find out (Find out, find out)\n\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Woah)\n\nI'm tired of being home alone\nUsed to have a girl a day (Girl a day)\nBut I want you to stay (I want you to stay, hey)\n\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\nOoh, ooh-ooh-ooh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nI can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you, babe)\nOh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)\n\nOoh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Love In The Sky"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "There's no one inside\nBut you're free to relax\nIf you commit to this ride\nThere's no turning back\nYou've been here before\nRemember these sheets?\nThis world's not for us\nIt's not what it seems\n\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\n\nThere's no need to hide\nDon't overreact\nYou said you've been to the sky\nWe'll go beyond that\nYou've been here before, girl\nRemember these sheets\nThis world's not for us\nIt's not what it seems\n\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\nYou'll learn to love how to dream, dream\nI could teach you to dream, oooh\n\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\nWe'll find our love in the sky\n\nHow does it feel?\nDo you feel like you did before?\nDo you see the world getting small?\nHow does it feel, are you free?\nAs for me, I've been getting grown\nAs for me, I've been getting old\nAs for me, I’ve been flying around the world\nI’ve been killing these shows\nBut I'm always getting high\n'Cause my confidence low\nAnd I'm always in a rush\nAin't no time to fuck slow\nAnd even if I try\nIt's not something I would know\nBut I'm sure I'll make you cum\nDo it three times in a row\nAnd I'm sure you would have left\nPut that pussy in control\nGot that pussy in control\nI got it in control\nControl, control, control"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Love Me Harder"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nTell me somethin' I need to know\nThen take my breath and never let it go\nIf you just let me invade your space\nI'll take the pleasure, take it with the pain\n\nAnd if in the moment, I bite my lip\nBaby, in that moment, you'll know this is\nSomethin' bigger than us and beyond bliss\nGive me a reason to believe it\n\n'Cause if you want to keep me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder\nAnd if you really need me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Lo-love me harder)\n\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder\n\nI know your motives and you know mine\nThe ones that love me, I tend to leave behind\nIf you know about me and choose to stay\nThen take this pleasure and take it with the pain\n\nAnd if in the moment, you bite your lip\nWhen I get you moaning, you know it's real\nCan you feel the pressure between your hips?\nI’ll make it feel like the first time\n\n'Cause if you want to keep me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (I'ma love you harder, hey!)\nAnd if you really need me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Love me, baby, love me; Lo-love me harder)\n\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder (Oh)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder (You gotta love me harder)\n\nSo what do I do if I can't figure it out? (Figure it out)\nYou got to try, try, try again, yeah (Woah, woah)\nSo what do I do if I can’t figure it out? (Figure it out)\nI’m gonna leave, leave, leave again\n\n'Cause if you want to keep me (Hey!)\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (I'ma love you, love you, love)\nAnd if you really need me (Ooh)\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Got to love me, baby)\n'Cause if you want to keep me (Hey)\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta\nGot to love me harder (Love me harder)\nAnd if you really need me\nYou gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta (I'ma do it, do it, do it)\nGot to love me harder (I'ma love you harder, hey!)\n\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me (Love me)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder (Boy, you gotta love me, love me, baby)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nLove me, love me, love me (Just a little bit harder, harder, baby)\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh\nHarder, harder, harder"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Love to Lay"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nIt has begun again, my friend\nIn this room, we are nothing but strangers in a bed\nYou made me fall again, my friend\nHow can I forget when you said love was just pretend?\n\nWell, I told her I've been thinkin' 'bout her lately\nBut she told me that to love her is so crazy (Hey)\n\n'Cause she loves to lay (Woah)\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\nShe loves to lay, I'm all to blame\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\nShe loves to lay\nKnow I learned the hard way\nShe loves to lay, it's all a game\nI learned the hard way (Hey)\n\nIt has begun again, my friend (My friend)\nIn your heart, we are (We are) nothing but strangers in the end\n\nThen I told her I've been thinkin' 'bout her lately\nBut she told me that to love her is so crazy (Hey)\n\n'Cause she loves to lay (Woah)\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\nShe loves to lay, I'm all to blame\nI learned the hard way (I learned the hard way; oh)\nShe loves to lay (Hey)\nKnow I learned the hard way\nShe loves to lay, it's all a game\nI learned the hard way (Oh)\n\nI feel there's someone else\nWorth your time from the start\nHe's just one call away\nFrom your mind and your heart\nIt has begun (Begin) again (Again), my friend (Hey)\n\nShe loves to lay (She loves to lay; woah)\nI learned the hard way (Know I learned the hard way; oh)\nShe loves to lay, I'm all to blame\nI learned the hard way (Woah, woah; oh)\nShe loves to lay\nKnow I learned the hard way\nShe loves to lay, it's all a game\nI learned the hard way (Ho)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Low Life"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nHigh, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' high\nGet, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably high\n\nI just took some molly, what else? (Hey)\nGot some bitch from Follies with us ('Scuse me, 'scuse me)\nShe gon' fuck the squad, what else? (I swear)\nI'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Yeah, yeah!)\nBitch from Pakistan, what up? ('Rari!)\nFerraris and them Lambs, what else? (Skrrt, skrrt!)\n'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Yeah, yeah!)\n\n(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga!) (Turn up)\n\nI turn the Ritz into a poor house (Turn up)\nIt's like eviction number four now (Woo)\nGo 'head and ash it on the floor now (Swear)\nGirl, go 'head and show me how you go down\nAnd I feel my whole body peakin' (Yeah)\nAnd I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide (Racks)\nGettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side (Woo)\nEast coast nigga reppin' North Side, never waste a ho's time (Freebandz)\nBitch, I'm on my own time, fuck a nigga co-sign (Woo)\nAlways change my number and my phone line (And my, and my)\nBaby girl, I don't lie, used to have no money for a crib (Turn up)\nNow my room service bill cost your whole life (Ayy)\nIf they try to stunt me, I go all out military (Turn up)\nI'm camo'd all out, like I'm in the military (Turn up)\nAnd free up all my niggas locked up in the penitenti' (Swear)\n'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life\n\nReppin' for that low life (Turn up), low life, low life\nLow life, know I'm reppin' for that low\nLow life (Representin'), yeah (I'm representin')\nSaid I'm reppin' for that low life (Representin')\nLow life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life)\nSaid I'm repping for that low life (I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin')\nLow life, low life, low life (Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo, woo, woo, woo)\nYeah\nWake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water\nI been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter\nIf she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her, \"sorry\"\nIf she catch me cheating, I will never tell her, \"sorry\"\nPorsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris\nTaking pain pills on the plane, gettin' chartered\nPoppin' tags on tags, I was starvin'\nBitch, I got the juice and the carbine\nTurn a five star hotel to a traphouse\nRoaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out\nFlood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religion\nGot my baby momma and my side bitch kissin'\nI turn the Ritz into a lean house\nThis the sixth time gettin' kicked out\nI can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous\nNiggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they salty\nRunnin' with the wave, get you killed quick\nShoot you in your back like you Ricky\nLi'l Mexico, with no life to afterlife\nMy whole life, my whole life\n\n'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life (Wait), low life, low life\nLow life, know I'm reppin' for that low\nLow life (Representin'), yeah (I'm representin')\nSaid I'm reppin' for that low life (Representin', wait)\nLow life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life, for the low life)\nSaid I'm repping for that low life (For the low life, I'm reppin' for the low life)\nLow life, low life, low life (Wait, wait, low life)\nYeah\nYeah, they stereotypin'\n'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles (Ten rifles)\nAnd they know a nigga keep ten snipers (Ten snipers)\nKeepin' baby bottles like we wearin' diapers\nYeah, they stereotypin'\n'Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles\nAnd they know a nigga keep twenty snipers\nAnd they know a nigga keep ten wifeys (Ha-ha-ha!)\nSniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper\nWifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey\nThat's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?\nI think I like her, like her, like her, like her\nThat's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?\nI think I like her, like her, like her, like her\nOh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?\nI think I like her, like her, like her, like her, ha\nGetting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high\nGetting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high\nGetting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high\nGetting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason why\n\nI just took some molly, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)\nGot some bitch from Follies with us (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)\nShe gon' fuck the squad, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)\nI'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason why)\nBitch from Pakistan, what up?\nFerraris and them Lambs, what else?\n'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?\n\nWe 'bout to fuck this club up, what else?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Lust for Life"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOh\n\nClimb up the H of the Hollywood sign (Yeah)\nIn these stolen moments, the world is mine\nThere's nobody here, just us together\nKeepin' me hot like July forever\n'Cause we're the masters of our own fate\nWe're the captains of our own souls\nThere's no way for us to come late\n'Cause, boy, we're gold, boy, we're gold\nAnd I was like\n\nTake off, take off, take off all your clothes\nTake off, take off, take off all your clothes\nTake off, take off, take off all of your clothes\nThey say only the good die young\nThat just ain't right\n'Cause we're having too much fun\nToo much fun tonight, yeah\n\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\n(Then)\n\nWe dance on the H of the Hollywood sign (Yeah)\n'Til we run out of breath, gotta dance 'til we die\nMy boyfriend's back (Oh-oh) and he's cooler than ever (Woah)\nThere's no more night, blue skies forever\n'Cause we're the masters of our own fate\nWe're the captains of our own souls\nSo there's no need for us to hesitate\nWe're all alone, let's take control\nAnd I was like\n\nTake off, take off, take off all your clothes\nTake off, take off, take off all your clothes\nTake off, take off, take off all of your clothes\nThey say only the good die young\nThat just ain't right\n'Cause we're havin' too much fun\nToo much fun tonight, yeah\n\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nOh\n\nMy boyfriend's back and he's cooler than ever\nThere's no more night, blue skies forever\nI told you twice in our love letter\nThere's no stopping now, green lights forever\nAnd I was like\n\nTake off, take off, take off all your clothes\nTake off, take off, take off all your clothes\nTake off, take off, take off all of your clothes\n\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nAnd a lust for life (And a lust for life)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nKeeps us alive (Keeps us alive)\nOh"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Might Not"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nYeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nYeah\n\nEverybody 'round me sayin' I should relax, 'cause\nI've been goin' hard 'til my eyes roll backward\nAll I wanna do is forget about my past, and\nSmoke a little weed, really nothin' too drastic\nAny time you see me in a picture and I'm smilin'\nProbably 'cause I'm faded or I'm chillin' with the fans and\nNot really the type to let a nigga talk back, but\nI'ma let it slide 'cause my niggas too violent\nShout-out to the ones who spend money like a habit\nEven if they had a million dollars, they'd be trappin'\nGot a couple girls shootin' movies on the mattress\nThen I hit the booth, make the motherfuckin' soundtrack\nThen I play it back on that eighty-inch plasma\nThen I get 'em faded off that super fantastic\nRoll that grandmaster, smell it through the plastic\nNobody can handle me, I'm gone\n\nWhen the shit's too strong, the night's too long\nI took too much and I've gone too far\nAnd I might not make it (Not make it), I might not make it\nThis time I might not make it\nI might not make it, I might not make it\nThis time I might not make it\nI might not make it (Not make it), I might not make it\nThis time I might not make it, I might not\n\nBitches know, told a ho, \"It's different strokes for different folks\"\nCame up out the north, we was playin' with a different snow\nTook my niggas from the 401 to Pacific Coast\nWe no longer put no fish scale on the fishing boat\nListen ho, I know all you bitches want is liquor, smoke (L-Liquor, smoke)\nI know all you bitches want is dick and dough (Dick and dough)\nTold her, \"You don't gotta make it difficult\"\nBaby, sit calm, we don't need another episode\nHippy bitches sendin' me titty pictures\nShe told me no religion was the new religion (Yeah)\nShe said she don't believe in God but her shoes is Christian (Yeah)\nI heard she servin' everybody like the soup kitchen\nGettin' hoes higher, gettin' hoes higher\nShe got work in the mornin', I'm gettin' hoes fired (Haha)\nWhy you the fuck you call it purp when you mix it pink?\nYou know I fuckin' mix the drinks\n\nWhen the shit's too strong, the night's too long\nI took too much and I've gone too far\nAnd I might not make it (Not make it), I might not make it\nThis time I might not make it\nI might not make it, I might not make it\nThis time I might not make it\nI might not make it (Not make it), I might not make it\nThis time I might not make it, I might not\n\n('Cause I've been smoking a lot, and I've been drinking)\nI might not make it, oh no I might not make it\n('Cause I've been smoking a lot, and I've been drinking)\nI might not make it, oh no, I might not make it\n('Cause I've been smoking a lot, and I've been drinking)\nI might not make it, oh no I might not make it\n('Cause I've been smoking a lot, and I've been drinking)\nI might not make it, oh no, I might not make it (Ooh)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Montreal"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nJe ne pleurerai pas\nJe ne pleurerai pas\n\nI guess you had no idea that you could have persuaded me\nGirl, you could have had me doing anything you pleased\nGirl, you should have took your time and thought of what to say to me\n'Cause I'm not as hard as I make it seem to be\n\nAnd it could have went so many ways\nSo many ways it can go\n'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone\nSo if I say that I won't call\nThe lying comes natural to me\nYou probably could have had it all\nYou could have been that lonely star\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\n\nHappiness exists when you don't know a thing\nSo I hope you don't think this song is about you\nAnd only I can know how close you came\nBut baby I'm a pro at letting go\nI love it when they come and go\n\nBut it could have went so many ways\nSo many ways it can go\n'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone\nSo if I say that I won't call\nThe lying comes natural to me\nYou probably could have had it all\nYou could have been that lonely star\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\n\nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas)\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nJe ne pleurerai pas\nJe ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Moth to a Flame"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nOh-woah\nWoah-oh-oh\nWoah\n\nLike a moth to a flame\nI'll pull you in, I pulled you back to\nWhat you need initially\nIt's just one call away\nAnd you'll leave him, you're loyal to me\nBut this time, I let you be\n\n'Cause he seems like he's good for you\nAnd he makes you feel like you should\nAnd all your friends say he's the one\nHis love for you is true\n\nBut does he know you call me when he sleeps?\nBut does he know the pictures that you keep?\nBut does he know the reasons that you cry?\nOr tell me, does he know where your heart lies?\nWhere it truly lies\n\nYeah\nYou should be with him, I let you go from time\nYou should stay with him\n\n'Cause he seems like he's good for you\nAnd he makes you feel like you should\nAnd all your friends say he's the one\nHis love for you is true (Hey)\n\nBut does he know you call me when he sleeps? (No, no)\nBut does he know the pictures that you keep? (Oh)\nBut does he know the reasons that you cry?\nOr tell me, does he know where your heart lies?\nWhere it truly lies\n\nRight here with me, babe\nWhere it truly lies\nMy bed, babe\nWhere it truly lies\nIn my arms, babe\nWhere it truly lies\nWhere it truly lies\nWhere it truly lies\n(Hey)\nWhere it truly lies"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Next"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nWoah-oh-woah-oh-woah-oh-woah\n\nShe popped that pussy on a Monday\nShe never falls in love\nBut she heard me in the club, she put in work\nShe wanna give me all her money\nShe used to spend it all alone\n'Cause her man went, did her wrong, so she\nBut baby I'm not tryin' to be the one\nI got my baby waitin' home\nShe been too good to let her go\nAnd I ain't tryna win your heart\nAnd you can't pay to win my love\nSo keep dancin', baby, keep dancin', dancin'\nKeep dancin', dancin', keep dancin'\n\n(I want you)\nI know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know\n(Baby, I want you)\nI'm too far in this game to let go, so let go, so let go\n(Baby, I want you)\nBaby, who you tryna fool?\nGirl, I might be twenty-one, but I got memories to prove\nThat I've seen your kind before\nAnd I know exactly what you want\n\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next baby\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, baby\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, ooh yeah\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, oh-ooh\n\nOh-oh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-woah\nOoh-ooh-woah\nOoh-ooh-ooh-woah\n\nBaby, who you callin' soft?\nDon't make me smoke up all your kush (No-oh)\nDon't make me pop your cheap-ass pills\nI used to do this for the thrill, ooh yeah\nI know you got a lot to lose\nBut ain't nobody here but me\nSo baby, what you got to prove? Ooh, yeah\nI see the way your body moves\nOn the pole, on the floor, you're alone (I know, I know)\nBut there ain't nothing I can do\nSo keep dancin', baby, keep dancin', dancin'\nKeep dancin', dancin', keep dancin'\n\n(I want you)\nI know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know\n(Baby, I want you)\nI'm too far in this game to let go, so let go, so let go\n(Baby, I want you)\nBaby, who you tryna fool?\nGirl, I might be twenty-one, but I got memories to prove\nThat I've seen your kind before\nAnd I know exactly what you want\n\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, ooh-oh\n\nOoh-ooh, woah\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh, oh\nOoh-ooh\nWoah, oh\nOoh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah\nOoh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Niagara Falls"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \n\nLong in my life, I wouldn't let love inside\nLong in my life, I wouldn't let love inside\nLong in my life, I wouldn't let love inside\nYeah, yeah\nBut I swallowed my pride\n\nI used to love you, girl, before the sun goes down\nIn Niagara Falls, ooh, yeah (But I swallowed my pride)\nYour baby daddy been a scrub, let's keep it hush\nTrust me, I know, yeah\nI remember that you rolled me blunts before we fucked\nWhen I was a ghost (Yeah, uh)\nI had you up in the St. Regis when it was thе Trump\nI was a boy\nStill the kid from the 'Borough, uh\nPull up to the city dolo, uh\nYou know you can always rеach me\nTryna see you with your clothes off\n'Cause I know he really loves you, uh\nBut you tellin' me the next move, uh\n'Cause in your head, you're my baby\nYou're relivin' what we been through, oh\n\nLong in my life, I wouldn't let love inside\nLong in my life, I wouldn't let love inside\nBut I swallowed my pride\n\nI used to hold you, girl, before the sun came up\nIt was dusk 'til dawn, ooh, yeah (But I swallowed my pride)\nYour ex-man tried to end your run, you're a shining star\nTrust me I know, ooh, yeah\n'Cause I got my finger on the pulse every single time\nI've done it before, yeah\nBut I'll never take the credit 'cause you were bound to shine\nI was just a spark\nGave your heart just to borrow (Borrow)\nTried to help you with the sorrow (Sorrow)\nYou know you can always reach me (Reach me)\n'Cause I know you runnin' on low (On low)\nAnd he never really loved you (Loved you)\nTellin' me about his next move (Next move)\n'Cause in your head, you're my baby (Baby)\nYou know who you're really loyal to (I know)\n\nLong in my life, I wouldn't let love inside\nLong in my life, I wouldn't let love inside\nBut I swallowed my pride, my-my pride, my pride\nLe-le-let love inside, inside\nBut I swallowed my pride, my-my pride, my pride\nLe-le-let love inside, inside\n\n\nOh (Oh)\nOh (Oh-oh)\nThe sky is burnin' bright\nSet my heart on fire (Fire)\nSet my heart on fire\nI lost my life\nGoin' back in time\n(Goin' back in time)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Nocturnal"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": " \nStreet lights, turn on one by one\nMy hope is, descending like the sun\nTry to tell myself there's freedom in the loneliness (Oh baby)\nAlways restless, story of my life\nDisconnected, body clock's not right\nTry to tell myself that I'mma get some sleep tonight\n\nFound myself where I started, this isn't where I want to be\nThe time that I find hardest, always comes eventually\n\nMy shadow doesn't show in the dark\nThe night time is inclined to my heart\nThe emptiness I felt from the start\nWill follow me 'till I fall apart\n\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal\n\nMy demons are blocking out the light\nAnd my mind is about to lose the fight\nWhy can't I find peace, when a caracal could sleep tonight? (Yeah)\nYour absence isn't something that I choose (choose, choose choose)\nBut the truth is you were never mine to lose (lose, lose, lose)\nSpending half my life just tryna get away from you (Oh baby, oh)\n\nFound myself where I started, this isn't where I want to be\nThe time that I find hardest, always comes eventually\n\nMy shadow doesn't show in the dark\nThe night time is inclined to my heart\nThe emptiness I felt from the start\nWill follow me 'till I fall apart\n\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal (Oh yeah)\n\nMy shadow doesn't show in the dark\nThe night time is inclined to my heart\nThe emptiness I felt from the start\nWill follow me 'till I fall apart\n\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal\nNocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Nomads"}, {"role": "assistant", "content": "Yeah\nHey, turn everything up a little bit in headphones for me, bro\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nShe'll be alone when I leave her\nI like it better that way\nI'm on my own when I need her\n'Cause they could dead her that way\nShe's addicted to the heroin\nLighter than a feather that day (Day)\nBut I kind of like the morphine (Morphine)\nTriple X double bottle, lean, codeine\nWhat you want?\nI'm that motherfucker\nBaby, I'm that motherfucker\nWhat you on?\nNothing like them other suckers\nNothing like them other suckers, yeah\nMrs. Lucille\nCome and touch me\nLet me know that you're real\nBecause if you're fake (If you're fake)\nI got to get away\nPunch you in the fucking face\n\nShould have known from the start\nWhat we got can't leave this room\nAnd I ain't playing with your heart\nIt's just a habit to let bitches know the truth\nI made it clear to the world\nAin't nobody gonna be that somebody\nI made it clear to the world\nAin't nobody gonna be that somebody\n\nI do it all to stay warm\nI do it all to get by\nI do it all for a home\nFor a night\nBut, baby\nI won't keep ya\nJust know that\nI'mma leave ya\nSo, fuck me right\nBaby, fuck me right\nUntil I'm too tired to leave ya\nAnd we can\nCall this your night\nWipe those tears from your eyes\n'Cause, baby it's alright, woah\nBaby it's alright\n\nI got a bottle of the 'Tron\nIn my brand new coat\nIf you want to take a sip\nTo forget what we did\nGirl, I've done this before\nI get faded all alone\n'Til my body gets thin\nTo forget all my sins\n\nShould have known from the start\nWhat we got can't leave this room\nAnd I ain't playing with your heart\nIt's just a habit to let bitches know the truth\nI made it clear to the world\nAin't nobody gonna be that somebody\nI made it clear to the world\nAin't nobody gonna be that somebody\n\nOh, oh\nNomads, XO!\nOoh (Yeah)\nMmm"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Nothing Compares"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Nothing Without You"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Odd Look"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Often"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled One Of The Girls"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Open Hearts"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Opening Night"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Ordinary Life"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Out of Time"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Outside"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Over Now"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Party Monster"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Phantom Regret by Jim"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Poison"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Popular"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Power Is Power"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pray 4 Love"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pray For Me"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pretty"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Price on My Head"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Prisoner"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Privilege"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Professional"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Pullin Up"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled RATHER LIE"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Rambo (Last Blood)"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Real Life"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Red Terror"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Reflections Laughing"}, {"role": "assistant", "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?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Remember You"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Reminder"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Repeat After Me (Interlude)"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Rockin’"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Rolling Stone"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled SKELETONS"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Sacrifice"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Same Old Song"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Save Your Tears"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Secrets"}, {"role": "assistant", "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'"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Sexodus"}, {"role": "assistant", "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?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Shameless"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Sidewalks"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Six Feet Under"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Smile"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Snowchild"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Some Way"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Starboy"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Stargirl Interlude"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Starry Eyes"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled São Paulo"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Take Me Back to LA"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Take Me Back"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Take My Breath"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Tears In The Rain"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Tell Your Friends"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Abyss"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Birds Pt. 1"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Birds Pt. 2"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Fall"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Hills"}, {"role": "assistant", "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..."}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Knowing"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Morning"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Party & The After Party"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Town"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Zone"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Thursday"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Till Dawn (Here Comes The Sun)"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Timeless"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Too Late"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled True Colors"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Try Me"}, {"role": "assistant", "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?"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Twenty Eight"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled UnFazed"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Until I Bleed Out"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Valerie"}, {"role": "assistant", "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..."}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled WAKE UP"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wake Me Up"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wanderlust"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wasted Times"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled What You Need"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled What You Want"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wicked Games"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wild Love"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Without A Warning"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled XO _ The Host"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled You Right"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled off the table"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled tears in the club"}, {"role": "assistant", "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)"}]}
{"conversations": [{"role": "user", "content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled wonderful"}, {"role": "assistant", "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"}]}