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(Benjamin Franklin)I'm big Ben Franklin and this shan't be prettyLet me instruct you how we battle in the city of PhillyYou couldn't sell Rick James a bag of crack, you're out of practiceMy victory more certain than death or taxesFact is you're a hack, wack QVC jokeYou peddle soap that cleans bird shit from my windowsI'll craft a lyrical coffin and then spit the nails inCall me Arthur Miller son, cause it's death of a salesman(Billy Mays)Hi Billy Mays here with a special TV offerWatch me crush this bald fat foppish founding fatherI'll take my awesome auger and sow your quaker oatsI'll shoot your rhymes down like a regiment of red coatsI'm lord of the pitch and leader in home salesYou're just a lumpy pumpkin who invented the mailBenny's got kite'n key but you're in for a shockWhen I strike you with bolts from my lightning rod cock(Benjamin Franklin)Stop I protest these intolerable rapsIt takes just one easy payment for me to whoop your assCause I'm mint I'm money I'm an educated gentlemanSo join or die Bill cause it's all about the BenjaminLetras de canciones(Billy Mays)But wait there's more!(Vince Offer,the Shamwow Guy)You following me camera guy? Cause it's about to get furiousYou're gonna love my nuts until you're bi-focal-curiousYour boy George chopped down trees you couldn't break a piece of balsaSlap chop your face make a double chin salsaYour style's so broke they call you Poor RichardIt's bad enough I got to see you every time I tip a stripperVince against a founding father is just too badCause after this America is gonna lose a DadWHO WON?WHO'S NEXT?YOU DECIDE! From Letras Mania