How You Die (On The Internet)

[Intro: Adam Warrock] Ladies and Gentlemen Welcome to the show that never stops! 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 a year, yuh This is: "How You Might Die on the Internet" I'd like to bring in my good friend, he goes by the name of: Schaffer the Darklord! [Verse 1: Schaffer the Darklord] This is how you die on the Internet Where your irrelevance is the death sentence that you get When the short attentions' set get so restless they grow malevolent You end up resenting your own friends' success, yes! Technology has brought us greater access to the artists we admire But with it bratty attitudes and ire Of a commenter culture of vultures rife with entitlement Who have to badmouth our products instead of simply not buying it! So when our buzz is in trouble we struggle, double our hustle As some of the muggles who built us up chuckle at our struggle They will love us for one song, but then hate us for others And complain if our t-shirts aren't made in their favorite colors But we keep going, and don't let it get to our fears I should know, I haven't put out a new record in years See, I was once beloved but my fans have grown a might needy Since some Memphis kid showed up dropping free EPs like weekly! [Chorus: Adam Warrock] This is how you die on the Internet When the people ask you if you're finished yet When they yawn at every new song and new vlog post And when your name is no better than compost so, you know This is how you die on the Internet When the people ask you if you're finished yet When the buzz is no more, and you keep holding on And you still make your dumb rap songs, so come on This is how you... DIE (x8) Ron fucking Swanson, Adam Warrock [Verse 2: Adam Warrock] Yes I, started as nothing, it started because it's Harder to start like you're somethin' Cause people gonna harbor some dumb shit Some resentment for successes that I've had Meanwhile they'll keep hating, typing on their keypads And you're struggling to remain relevant, people they're telling him That nerdy rap pop-culture shit is washed up, to hell with it Make the music the way that I do Even if the cobwebs and skeletons are my only audience I'm an oddity Cause my head is bigger than most these rappers who dabble in misogyny, ya follow me? Glorify guns and and violence probably, my positivity keeps me from reaching platinum status and hitting the lottery So keep talkin' about your follower count I'm trying to stay calm pulling grey follicles out This is how you die without a sound When the hits and the YouTube views They go down six feet to the ground [Chorus] Hack all the things! int80 Dualcore! [Verse 3 int80] Gentlemen, you're along for the ride Then begin, start the time and observe how it flies Ready to ascend the learning curve and it's high Got your lifespan charted, now it's burnt you alive Easy come, easy go, keep in mind the key to grow Is holding on to each his own, repeating for the need to know I believe in though, waiting for the speed to slow Keeping hold of beats and flows, pumping out your speakerphone This is! How you! Flash and fade away Interstellar dweller at the end of every day Never will we ever say remembering your name (nope) The bigger thing you're lingering, extinguishing your flame (yup) Coming down the tunnel and reflecting on your past, right? Climbing always signing just to magnify your flashlight Last brights, last night, publishing your last byte Praying that it lasts and it's more than just your last rite [Chorus]