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's harder because it's
Harder to start liking 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 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, yeah
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 the 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]