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Electricity!
Yeah, you can all thank me
Took some lightning, a kite, and a fat brass key
And they’re putting up streetlights in Gay Paris
You’re welcome from our young nation

I’m the only American the French wanna see
They call me a genius, I can’t disagree
They have guns, they have funds
They can set us free
Invest in my reputation

And do you know who the f*ck I am?
Yeah, do you know who the f*ck I am?
Do you know who the f*ck I am?
I am Poor-Richard’s-Almanack-writing Benjamin Fuckin’ Franklin

I said, early to bed, bitches, early to rise
They make a man healthy, wealthy, and wise
Soldiers are fighting for freedom, they have no supplies
So diplomacy happens at night

John Adams debates at the gates of Versailles
He whines and parades and awaits a reply
As I stay up late with a succulent breast or a thigh
Alright, diplomacy happens at night

And do you know who the f*ck I am?
Yeah, do you know who the f*ck I am?
Do you know who the f*ck I am?
I am 76-and-I’ll-Still-Kick-Your-Ass Fuckin’ Franklin

One pain that lingers, the hitch in my stride
Is my son back at home who I could not guide
Who sits all alone in a prison cell on the wrong side
Stands against our young nation

So I play my ambassador part with pride
I am known in the world, and the world is wide
To my children, my sins may be magnified, but I’d
Do it all again, no hesitation

And do you know who the f*ck I am?
Yeah, do you know who the f*ck I am?
Do you know who the f*ck I am?
I am Poor-Richard’s-Almanack-writing Benjamin Fuckin’ Franklin

(Do you know who the f*ck I am?) Who the f*ck I am?
(Do you know who the f*ck I am?) Who the f*ck I am?
(Do you know who the f*ck I am?)
I am Poor-Richard’s-Almanack-writing
Polymath, bifocal-wearing
Hardened glass-harmonica-playing
Benjamin Fuckin’ Franklin

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Live each day like it’s your last
‘Cuz you never feel the moment till it’s passed (Hitmaka!)
Oh-oh
Time just keeps on ticking fast (you know?)
Know, there’s danger in the lesson learned
Slow down before you crash & burn

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
These my day-ones I’m surrounded by
So everyone you see me with is down to ride
These girls be goin’ crazy when they see the life
And I be selling dreams I know she’s down to buy
The voices in my head tell me I should be honest
But I don’t pay attention, I don’t hear their comments (yeah)
And it’s bananas what I spend on diamonds
Understand me, this is cut from nothing economics
Living to the maximum, all these checks I’m cashing ’em
‘Cuz this could disappear quicker than how fast it comes
And I’m so high I’m numb
Living fast, I’m lapping ’em
Liquor, drugs, and sex addiction; I’m all of ’em wrapped in one
See me hoppin’ in a Wraith
Putting 15 million in a safe
Mama called on my birthday like “Hallelujah! 28, you made it out of 27 safe”

[Chorus: Kehlani & (G-Eazy)]
Live each day like it’s your last (like it’s your last)
‘Cuz you never feel the moment till it’s passed (you never know it till it’s gone, yeah)
Oh-oh
Time just keeps on ticking fast (you know?)
Know, there’s danger in the lesson learned
Slow down before you crash & burn
Oh-oh (yeah)
Oh-oh (you know)
Better, slow down before you crash & burn (yeah)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Never lose control, but I get close to it
Live in the moment, I’m just tryna make the most of it
The other night I swear I took down the baddest bitch
I passed out, she snuck a pic and she posted it
That makes a hundred problems, I just counted it
Everything’s authentic, this ain’t counterfit
I’m just tryna make my mama proud of it
Stay in control up until you spiral out of it
Living fast as freeways, I ain’t slept in three days
Making money three ways, keep on running these plays
And I don’t need praise, I need more paid days
Need more vacays, never took the safe way
I’m living like the villain does
They say karma’s coming ’round but until it does
Imma do these drugs till I feel a buzz
I ain’t slowing down, I’m tryna live it up

[Chorus: Kehlani & (G-Eazy)]
Live each day like it’s your last (like it’s your last)
‘Cuz you never feel the moment till it’s passed (you never know it till it’s gone, yeah)
Oh-oh
Time just keeps on ticking fast (you know?)
Know, there’s danger in the lesson learned
Slow down before you crash & burn
Oh-oh (yeah)
Oh-oh (you know)
Better slow down before you crash & burn

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone (yeah)
Easy, easy (talkin’ to my younger self)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Verse 1]
Dear Gerald, you’re fourteen years and a truant
You’re trying to find your place, and figure out where you fit
You’re finna start rappin’ with a kid you went to school with
But, more on that later, right now you’re going through it
See, you’re going to have to prove that you ain’t soft and you’re not stupid
And you gon’ have to scrap with some kids that you ain’t cool with
You got a short temper, just be careful when you lose it
You wanna be the man, but it’s gon’ take some time to prove it
You’ll fall in love, but she’s gon’ break your heart and put you through it
Fuck falling for that bullshit, you gon’ fall in love with music
You’re finna get arrested, almost fuck around and lose it
Spend days in juvy standing at the window, looking through it
Nothing in life is promised, not even free-time is
So, only chase dreams, and only chase commas
Won’t happen on its own, trust, trust, we’ve been through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I mean, I was fucking up
I was seventeen, I was eighteen, just doing dumb shit
My moms made me move to New Orleans and shit, I went to school down there on a scholarship
I finally got my shit together, I started taking music seriously
Then it started to kinda pop off a little bit, almost

[Verse 2]
Dear Gerald, 21, you think you’ve got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
‘Til they passed on you, they ain’t see what they was missing out
On, that flight home gave you some shit to think about
Scrambling trying to figure out, went back to the drawing board
Know they say rejection’s only supposed to make you want it more
But, no lie, you contemplating quitting, walking out the door
But, what the fuck you supposed to do? This is all you’re living for
Really it was that and Dev, that was all you had
Paying rent by engineering other rappers at the pad
Barely getting by, hella broke, you was doing bad
Then “These Things Happened”, you finally seen a bag
You drove down the highway, a fork in the road
A normal life with her, or going for broke?
I seen an open lane and I drove straight through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I literally sold all my shit
I moved out of my place in New Orleans
I was bouncing around, living out of a suitcase
Crashing on friends’ couches
Living at air B&Bs and hotels
Trying to make the album
Trying to make When It’s Dark Out
If I could take it there, that’d be great

[Verse 3]
Dear Gerald, life changed since you dropped your second album
And Me, Myself & I just went 7x Platinum
Toured around the world, damn, you really had ‘em
But now you’re 27 and it’s time to be a legend
Back when it all started, grinding hard on that promo tour
Tired from the night before and the night before and the night before
Fuck it, tomorrow, gotta fly some more
Don’t complain, this is what you signed up for
You’re working for your family, managers, agents
They all want something different from you, tell them all patience
But, this one’s on you, the lonely quest of greatness
Been trying to be famous, been trying to be A-list
When you arrive, it will appear as if there’s nothing to it
But, you planted the seeds and you grew it
There’s people taking credit for success that they had nothing to do with

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
So now you’re here
What you gon’ do with it?
You know?

[Verse 4]
Make no mistake, listen it’s the life that I was chosen for
All I prayed for was an open door
I’ve been rich, I’ve been broke before
I’ve seen the floor
You try to put me in a box, I’ll box out like Okafor
And fuck being indecisive now I’m so for sure
And fuck Trump, it’s like “What the fuck we voted for?”
And most of y’all should probably party less and focus more
And if that line resonates, you’re probably who I wrote it for
Where will I go from here? “IDK”
They want me to architect Rome, in a day
Juice knew I was greatness when he looked at me
Right away, I’ve made platinum records that’ll never see the light of day
This is what the whole world’s been waiting for
The crowd’s jumping, going dumb till they break the floor
Come take a walk inside my mind, come and take a tour
I’m really not playing, what the fuck you take me for?

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy
Easy
Easy

[Intro: The Cranberries]
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh

[Verse 1: Eminem]
I’m packin’ up my shit, as much shit in the car as I can fit
And I’m just drivin’ as far as I can get
Away from these problems, to all my sorrows I forget
What’s tomorrow like? ‘Cause tonight I’m startin’ life again
Get to the corner and stop, fuck am I goin’?
Besides psycho when I fantasize startin’ my whole life over
Yeah right, oh and I might go and
Get hypnotized so I don’t even recognize no one
I try to look alive because there’s nothin’ like holdin’
Your head up high when you’re dead inside and I just hide, so in
Case you’re wonderin’ why my inside’s showin’
‘Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine so I’m
Pickin’ them up and stuffin’ them back
Fuck it, I’ve done enough in this rap shit
Recovery brought me nothin’ but back
To where I was and perhaps
This coulda been my victory lap if I wasn’t on the verge of Relapse

[Chorus: The Cranberries]
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh

[Verse 2: Eminem]
It seems to be the reoccurring main thing
The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen
I went from an irate teenager to still raging
Is it though amazing, back then I put anything
Into the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy, or angry
I spit it, the mainstream, I hit it
Blame me, I did it—did what?
Hailie, baby, I didn’t mean to make you eighty
Percent of what I rapped about
Maybe, I shoulda did a better job at separating
Shady and entertaining from real life
But this dang thing is still the hardest thing to explain
It’s the craziest shit I
Ever seen it back then, it was like I ain’t even
Bothered taking into consideration
You one day being older and may hear me say things
I did it, pay me, and be, it just ain’t me
Okay, so ladies and gentlemen let’s strip away everything
And see the main reason that I feel like a lame piece of shit
Or should I start cranking in bitter
Come playing beef and pick up by the same things
‘Cause when I look at me, I don’t see what they see
I feel the same greedy
And lately I’ve been contemplating
Escaping to get a ranger or whatever this road takes me
It’s making me crazy, what’s in my?

[Chorus: The Cranberries]
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh

[Verse 1]
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You’ll give ’em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
Gotti with the stainless
I’ll just call it shoddy entertainment
If y’all was in the party gettin’ faded
On molly, had the audience sedated
You wouldn’t catch a body if it fainted
Probably let it fall and hit the pavement
But you’d be the first lobbyin’ to claim it
Bitch, stop bein’ a lame
Your hobby isn’t robbery and dismemberin’ body limbs
Like you was Tommy Lynn Sells
And chainsawin’ them in the basement
Hardly fits your job description
Ain’t nobody dippin’ out the back of the club
Like, “Oh my God, he’s trippin’!”
Only time you get the blade is probably with the dang lawn equipment, ain’t it?
Wouldn’t take a bobby pin and wave it
I need to stop bein’ debated
You’re still copyin’, Xeroxing, I’m still coppin’ a feel
Like Bill Cosby at will, popping a pill
Then spill Oxys in Jill’s coffee
Then send her out to the hotel lobby a lil’ wobbly and still groggy
This blonde fuck’s reprehensible
Misconducts, never sensible
Kiss my butt, my set of principles
Is gone, but till I get the President to respond
My pen and pencil is a missile launcher
And send it to Mitch McConnell
Just as big of a bitch as Donald—shit’s on, bruh!
Let me sing this shit soprano
While I do it pizzicato
Ivanka, stiff arm her while I’m hittin’ on Melania
And this song’s for all ya

[Chorus]
‘Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some worms
I hope you offended
And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt
But I’ma make you eat your words
I hope you offended
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
‘Cause you’re only gonna make things worse
I hope you offended
‘Cause I swear when I get up, I’m never gonna let up
‘Til everybody eats my turds

[Verse 2]
These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me
Like Justin Ross Harris at a nursery
Goin’ ham at candy yam on nanny cam
I’m gettin’ handys with the zanny Xannys in the Caddy armrest
I’m imagining objects, so I’m batting cobwebs
From a daddy longleg
And Hamtramck, got the panoramic camera
Xanax, a banana hammock and a Santa hat
I’m smellin’ like a damn mechanic
With a chick that looks like Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent
Twice your age and I’m actin’ half it
Grow up? Nah, not that I know of, y’all
Basement just got a frickin’ overhaul
Got a stripper pole installed
Started rollin’ all through those Kolonopins like a bowlin’ ball
Like an overdose on twice the ratio of Propofol
And go through no withdrawal
While I get fellatio and give a facial to
An interracial blow-up doll of Rachel Dolezal
You’re so appalled (Em), so’s my manager
Bitch I’m amateur, fuck a pro career
Coast is clear, but nowhere to go from here
And nobody’s close, so don’t compare
They ain’t nowhere near, I’m way over here
My competition can’t see me—’cause I don’t own a mirror
But Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and gifted
I’m so narcissistic, when I fart I sniff it
Do a fake dab to smell my armpits with it
Your anxiety’s throwin’ gang signs
But I made strides with these rape lines
I’m cuttin’ back on women hate crimes
Like Ray Rice when he FaceTimes
Bang, bang, bang, bang time
Dang knives to butcher them gay wives
You’re gonna need sutures the same size
As the blade I push into captcha
When I pull ’em like… sleigh rides
Gotta stab a bitch at least eight times
To make it on Dateline
I came to stake my claim like a canine
Waitin’ in a buffet line
So Kellyanne Conway, I’m a really bad hombre
Come play, belly dance on me
I’ve been making wedding plans all day

[Chorus]
‘Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some worms
I hope you offended
And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt
But I’ma make you eat your words
I hope you offended
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
‘Cause you’re only gonna make things worse
I hope you offended
‘Cause I swear when I get up, I’m never gonna let up
‘Til everybody eats my turds

[Verse 3]
Eight year old with the wordplay
Girl, take this pole like a survey
Today wasn’t my birthday
But I’m caked up like a dessert tray
So we’re in shape, ’cause you’re in a slurrin’ state
I’m a ten, you’re an eight
Like what I do before, after and during rape
You wanna get into a pissin’ contest and find out who’s better?
And they made a fool out of what I pulled out him
R. Kelly with a full bladder
Non-high school grad, I’m not a scholar
But I’m so cold when I’m droppin’ knowledge
My degrees is the same as I got in college (zero)
But nobody’s hotter, you owe me my respect
I owe you nada like lodi partner that blow me
Told you I’m so dirty, homie, you can throw me in some holy water
With some floaties on and get the soap
And try to get the Pope to hold me while you hose me off
And nope, I won’t be washed
You hope to God I don’t explode
I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo’
I won’t put the sugar coating on it though
‘Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy’s expired
Rap’s got you drained, dead tired, zapped
You feel like a wet pile of crap
But look, man, like the feds buggin’ my phone
Uh huh, I get why you’re tapped
But you gotta get your fire back
Catch fire, get upset and fire back
Is what I tell myself when times get bad
‘Cause sometimes I might get sad
Well I take the same advice I had
And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life’s a drag
Told her to do like her dad: don’t cry, get mad
‘Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I’m hyper, by the time you see this side of me, I’m right in your ass (sodomy!)
‘Fore the pen, I stood up for the kid
Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school)
You ain’t have to have no money
Or go shoppin’ just to cop a fuckin’ attitude
Now my dough’s amountin’ to a mountain
It’s rised too high to count it
Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish
I had a dime for every time that I was doubted
But then I think about it and I’m enraged
‘Cause I just figured out that if I was paid
For the time I spent to put the pen to the page
It’d be minimum wage
But it’s embedded in my head
I never hunted for the bread and butter
What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but
I’m never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood
I put up in the pen, and when I’m dead I wonder
Will they put me on a pedestal
Or forget I was ever this incredible
I guess I better go harder than ever ’cause
I’ll never get another mothafuckin’ opportunity again
To offend as many people with this I can, simply because I can

[Chorus]
‘Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some worms
I hope you offended
And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt
But I’ma make you eat your words
I hope you offended
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
‘Cause you’re only gonna make things worse
I hope you offended
‘Cause I swear when I get up, I’m never gonna let up
‘Til everybody eats my turds