EpicLLOYD as Benjamin Franklin
|Birth name||Benjamin Franklin|
|Born||January 17, 1706|
Boston, Massachusetts Bay
|Died||April 17, 1790 (aged 84)|
|Rap Battle Information|
|Appeared In||Billy Mays vs Ben Franklin |
|Vs||Billy Mays and Vince Offer|
|Release Date||June 23, 2011|
|Votes on Website||37%|
|Location(s)||Declaration of Independence|
Information on the Rapper
Benjamin "Ben" Franklin (January 17, 1706 – April 17, 1790) was one of America's founding fathers. He was an author, printer, political theorist, politician, postmaster, diplomat, inventor, scientist, satirist, statesman, and civic activist. He appears on the American $100 bill. He is best known for discovering electricity with the kite & key experiment, as well as inventing bifocals (glasses).
I am one of the founding fathers of these United States. I helped write the Declaration of Independence, which made official our separation from ye olde English Red Coat bastards. I was also the president of Pennsylvania before we had a president for the entire country. 'Tis true, I was verily amazing and fairly damn quotable, like my Thirteen Virtues to living a better life, which still hold up pretty well if you ask me. I was also quite the inventor, myself. Everyone knows it was I who attached a key to a kite, proving lightning was electricity. That's how I invented the lightning rod, however I also created the first fire department, the first lending library, bifocals, the glass armonica, the Franklin stove, a flexible urinary catheter, the odometer, swim fins, the "long arm" used for reaching things and the first post office of which I was the original postmaster general. I also wrote Poor Richard's Almanak, which the people loved because of my hilarious wordplay. I was an idea man, for country and science! And I still think our nation's bird should be the turkey, not that filthy eagle with such bad moral character dammit!
I'm Big Ben Franklin and this shant be pretty!
Let me instruct you how we battle in the city of Philly!
You couldn't sell Rick James a bag of crack. You're out of practice.
My victory's more certain than death or taxes.
Fact is, you're a hack, whack QVC joke.
You peddle soap, that cleans bird shit from my windows.
I'll craft a lyrical coffin and then spit the nails in.
Call me Arthur Miller son, cos it's death of a salesman!
Stop! I protest these intolerable raps!
It takes just one easy payment for me to whoop your ass!
Cause I'm mint, I'm money, I'm an educated gentleman.
So join or die Bill, cos it's all about the Benjamin!