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I'm coming off the Acropolis
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to start some pandemonium
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don't bring limp raps
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to a pimp slap symposium
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the mad gadfly
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philosophy was my invention
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rolling with the flyest nihilist
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and me, their French henchman
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we've got the wisdom
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that even I couldn't question
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dropping Western medicine
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on these East infections!
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It's evident,
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you've never been
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our type of mental brethren
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we're better thinkers,
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better speakers,
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better lovers,
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better men!
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This type of arrogance
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is sure to be expected
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from men who speak of wisdom
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with no clue of what respect is
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you Westerners are sloppy
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needing discipline in life
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you lack control of yourselves
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and of the mic
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while we use precise strikes
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to disrupt your concentration
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hand you an ass whipping
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our descendants
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will honour for generations
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we filled a nation
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with patience
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and the prescence
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for living
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and you'll never hold a candle
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to the wisdom
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we've
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written!
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Oh, I'll give you something
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you can bow and kowtow to
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when I squat down and squeeze out
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a Tao of Pooh and Lao Tzu
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you need to take control
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of the life you're given
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call me Übermensch
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'cause I'm so driven!
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And I'm a free thinker,
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so, confronting conformists like you,
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it's my job
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got a sharp whip, like a spit
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that'll skewer you
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like a Confu-shish kebab
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oh, you flubbed the mission
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I'm beating your submissive ass
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into submission
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dishing out more disses
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than letters and pamphlets and plays
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I’ve been publishing!
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Now that we've covered the two
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Yin and Yang twins,
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I can move on to Jackie Chan
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Sun Tzu, I'll be picking apart your Wu
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with my method, man
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the seminal general
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isn't so tough on the mic
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all your men must be like
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"Yo, what happened?"
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you're pitiful lyrically
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lucky for history
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you didn't author the Art of Rapping!
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Bitch, I wrote the Art of War,
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so you better get your guns out
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these white boys getting burned
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'cause, guess what?
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Now the Sun's out
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Asians spitting sick,
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but no, this isn't SARS,
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Laozi, kick the beat,
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now, Confucius, drop some bars!
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Let me be Candide with you Voltaire,
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French dip with the egg noodle hair,
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your ego's just distracting
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free speech doesn't mean just keep yapping
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and you killed God so I gotta ask,
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did he die of shame
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when he made your moustache?
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You tried to plant a new German psyche
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but you just grew hate,
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me no Third Reichy!
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And it all starts with you,
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you're the father, Socrates,
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honestly, I think you owe
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both of your students here an apology.
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I wouldn't exactly call myself
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a student of this plebe,
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don't make Nietzsche come over
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and put a knee up in your chi!
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'Cause I'm
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N-I-E-T-Z-S-C-H-E
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and I'll end any motherfucker
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like my name in a spelling bee!
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Plebe, bitch?
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I'm toxic like a hemlock sip!
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Hang a sandal on the door,
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'Cause you can suck Soc's dick!
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Sacré bleu, Socrates!
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You're making things a little tense,
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come, let's blind these Chinese heinies
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with some shiny bright enlightenment!
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I'll not be taught camaraderie
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from a frog who rigged the lottery!
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You make a mockery of ethics
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so keep your fat nose in your coffee!
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Let me be frank,
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don't start beef with the Frank,
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who hangs with B. Franks,
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giving ladies beef franks!
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I have turned them on themselves,
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their chaos is our opportunity!
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We must remember,
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a bowl is most useful when it is empty.
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Argh, Laozi, I don't mean no disrespect,
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but you need to fill your bowl
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with some shit that makes some sense!
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Oh, you don't wanna stand
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in the path of Lao Tzu today,
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I'll make you move, bitch,
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get out the way!
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Yo, where in the tradition
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of rap battles is it written
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that two dudes on the same team
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should squabble
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like some clucking chickens?
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Man, Confucius,
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you always try to put
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something in its place
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why don't you tell your eyebrows
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they need to fit better on your face!
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Okay, I see,
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you wanna make it like that?
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I'll smack that warmongering head
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out of your to-go box hat
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so here's the real golden rule,
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I'm way above you weak rookies
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Confucius say:
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"You can all hold these fortune cookies!"
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What is winning?
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Who is next?
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You decide!