Intro Now this ain’t a song about the rage of Achilles, But about my rage towards Achilles, ya got it? Verse Now I understand where you’re coming from, You can’t let that bitch, Agamemnon, Steal your woman and not get smacked, But he’s a higher rank so sit your ass back, No I don’t know what your problem is, Muthafuckas act like they sick of this shit, Well that’s life, so realize and take pride, Learn to fight or I’ll take your punk ass outside, Now watch Hector lay the beat-down, Calling you a coward ‘cause he’s on the rebound, You ain’t around, but not from your rage, You act well enough to get your own stage. Chorus Fuck you, Achilles, Achilles, fuck you, Now, let me say it in time, You’ve got it all, but you let your men die, Loved by the gods, but you let your men die, Fuck you, Achilles, Achilles, fuck you, Fuck you, You’ve got it all, but you let your men die, Loved by the gods, but you let your men die. Verse I get the feeling that you’re just afraid, Even with the help from the god of earthquakes, You’ve got ability, so easy to see, You with a spear is like me with a beat, So fuck you, ‘cause Patroclus died, And fuck you, ‘cause you’d run and hide, Get your shit together, my brother, And kick some ass like no other, ‘Cause whether or not Troy falls at all, And whether or not you break down that wall, You need to get up, gear up and fight, I’ll play this beat ‘cause you know it’s tight. Chorus Fuck you, Achilles, Achilles, fuck you, Now, let me say it in time, You’ve got it all, but you let your men die, Loved by the gods, but you let your men die, Fuck you, Achilles, Achilles, fuck you, Fuck you, You’ve got it all, but you let your men die, Loved by the gods, but you let your men die. Bridge Get the fear from out of your eyes, It’s your fate, so now realize, You gonna die, but you knew that, so, Grab your gear and act like you know. x 4 Chorus Fuck you, Achilles, Achilles, fuck you, Now, let me say it in time, You’ve got it all, but you let your men die, Loved by the gods, but you let your men die, Fuck you, Achilles, Achilles, fuck you, Fuck you, You’ve got it all, but you let your men die, Loved by the gods, but you let your men die.

Intro Alright, this song right here, his is for my girl, Penelope, Yo, what up, girl? Chorus Hey girl, what you thinking about? Why are you just waiting around? You know that he ain’t coming back, Oh no, he ain’t coming back, But I’m here for your every need, So girl, forget the O-D, ‘Cause you know that he ain’t coming back, So stop being so wack. Verse Now, I admire your patience, girl, But you gotta know when to quit, Why are you waiting around? When you ain’t heard shit For 20 long years, And it’s gonna be longer, You gotta realize these eyes, By the end of the song, girl, Now, I don’t like to do this, But I thought you ought to know, Odysseus been cheating on you, On an island with Calypso, Now, he might try to tell ya, That the girl there had him trapped, But don’t listen to that punk bitch, ‘Cause what he says is wack, So, let me explain the situation here at hand, I’m not saying take a suitor as your man, Those fuckers don’t respect you as a lady, They only waiting for you to pick a date, see, The wealth that your husband left is all they care about, Believing that you’ll choose them without a doubt, Now, I only want you ‘cause you need a man, And only with an older woman can I show who I am. Chorus Hey girl, what you thinking about? Why are you just waiting around? You know that he ain’t coming back, Oh no, he ain’t coming back, But I’m here for your every need, So girl, forget the O-D, ‘Cause you know that he ain’t coming back, So stop being so wack. Verse Now, I’m just waiting for you to say, That girl you need me too, I understand your worries, baby, But know I thought them through, So what if I happen to be, Younger than your son, Well, it don’t matter to me, So give me your sweet, sweet love, Now, I know you been thinking about me all the time, And I know that you love it when I start to rhyme, But understand, Odysseus doesn’t care at all, He wants to go home, but not for you or Tel, His land is all that seems to matter to him, And he would get a new wife just on a whim, But listen when I say that I’ll take good care of you, I love you, girl, so make my dream come true. Chorus Hey girl, what you thinking about? Why are you just waiting around? You know that he ain’t coming back, Oh no, he ain’t coming back, But I’m here for your every need, So girl, forget the O-D, ‘Cause you know that he ain’t coming back, So stop being so wack. x 2 Outro So you know what I’m saying, girl? You gotta be with me. Hey Penelope, I’m home. Oh, shit, Odysseus! Hey, who the fuck is that? I’ll stab you, muthafucka! Relax, relax, I’m just singing a song. I’m gonna go, I’m gonna go now, okay? That’s right, you don’t mess with my woman. Fuckin’ poser. What was that? Nothing, I’m leaving, I’m leaving.

Intro Oh no, Okay Agamemnon, your wife is crazy, I mean she be straight tripping and she want to kill your punk ass, You know what I’m saying? So look out! Chorus Watch out, Agamemnon, here goes, That bitch, Clytemnestra, she knows, Exactly how she’s gonna kill ya, Yeah, that bitch is gonna kill ya, Watch out, Cassandra, girl, you’ve seen, But no one believes the prophesy, You know that she’s gonna kill ya, Hell, that bitch is gonna kill ya. Verse Uh oh, you done pissed her off, Agamemnon, you gone and risked it all, You gotta know that she didn’t want a dead daughter, That’s not the reason that she got her, But now I gotta tell you what’s up, Your wife’s gonna kill ya, I know it sucks, You gotta realize, what you did wrong, Muthafuckas think that they get their own song, Uh oh, you don’t see the signs, She rolls out the carpet and you step in time, Use signal fires, well, get some eyes, I got a list of warnings, and damn, they tie, Together like no other, now, understand my brother, Whether or not you’re king, you’ll sing covered in blood, You say, “I’m struck a deadly blow deep within,” Whatever, muthafucka, you saw it coming. Chorus So I say, watch out, Agamemnon, here goes, That bitch, Clytemnestra, she knows, Exactly how she’s gonna kill ya, Yeah, that bitch is gonna kill ya, Watch out, Cassandra, girl, you’ve seen, But no one believes the prophesy, You know that she’s gonna kill ya, Hell, that bitch is gonna kill ya. Verse Uh oh, now girl, heads up, You know what’s going on, so Cass, stand up, Don’t pity yourself, tell Agamemnon, That his crazy bitch got her thing on, With another man, he’ll plan to kill that ho, Hell, they’ll believe you, fuck Apollo, A punk ass god that can’t do shit, So articulate your hate for that bitch, Uh, oh, forget fate, you know it don’t exist, I create new paths with my fist, A mic in my wrist insists you speak up, Clytemnestra, you gonna die, what? So stop whining about your fate and change it, ‘Cause you not doing anything is strange shit, You came with the ending in your head, So step up, Cly’s gotta die in the end. Chorus So I say, watch out, Agamemnon, here goes, That bitch, Clytemnestra, she knows, Exactly how she’s gonna kill ya, Yeah, that bitch is gonna kill ya, Watch out, Cassandra, girl, you’ve seen, But no one believes the prophesy, You know that she’s gonna kill ya, Hell, that bitch is gonna kill ya. x 3

Intro Yeah, Orestes, you gotta kill that beyotch. Chorus Can’t you see what’s going on? Clytemnestra’s a bitch of a mom, She don’t care who she kills, So show her how you gets ill, You got to avenge his death, Agamemnon’s got nothing left, Now it’s time to kill that bitch, You got to kill that bitch. Verse Now, here we go, Orestes, let’s see, Your ma’s a bitch, but don’t arrest what must be, Paid back, for deeds wack, she best leave, And rest keep on breathing the fresh breeze, You’re set free, kicked out of the nest though, The test goes, like getting the west flow, Yes, Aegisthus, no king, just lackey, His tracks, see, follow those of the queen bee. Chorus Can’t you see what’s going on? Clytemnestra’s a bitch of a mom, She don’t care who she kills, So show her how you gets ill, You got to avenge his death, Agamemnon’s got nothing left, Now it’s time to kill that bitch, You got to kill that bitch. Verse Now hurry, and forget about the furies, They won’t do shit, so, don’t you worry, Just scurry to the palace while dressed as a stranger, A man from Delphi, you try, take the wager, It’s hard to believe your ma don’t recognize you, Reason enough, not tough to make lies true, You gotta rise through, take size, at least try to, Cly’s gotta die while you kickin’ it live, foo. Chorus Can’t you see what’s going on? Clytemnestra’s a bitch of a mom, She don’t care who she kills, So show her how you gets ill, You got to avenge his death, Agamemnon’s got nothing left, Now it’s time to kill that bitch, You got to kill that bitch. Bridge We gotta get this shit clear now, ‘Cause only so long can we play this tight sound, Realize you gotta kill her right now, Hurry up, before she makes you come around. x 2 Chorus Can’t you see what’s going on? Clytemnestra’s a bitch of a mom, She don’t care who she kills, So show her how you gets ill, You got to avenge his death, Agamemnon’s got nothing left, Now it’s time to kill that bitch, You got to kill that bitch. x 2 Bridge We gotta get this shit clear now, ‘Cause only so long can we play this tight sound, Realize you gotta kill her right now, Hurry up, before she makes you come around.

Intro It’s the Mix Master, Yo, and I’m here today, To do a song about Eumenides and the trial, so listen up close. Verse Alright, here we go, the beat sets the tone, Mixed by the El well with bass locked in stone, Today we have the story of the trial of Orestes, A test set on mortal men to last centuries, Now, Athena, herald, and the citizens of the jury, The ghost of Clytemnestra and those bitch ass furies, Let us begin with case zero-zero-one, On whether to hang Orestes or let the kid run, Now I stun with ill rhymes as I say them in time, We choose who we lose when we use our own kind, To set up a system and condemn who we please, Remains as our right, makes easy to see, Yet, this is a bit different, so listen up close, Understand he killed his mama, hell, everyone knows, You gotta decide whether or not she had it coming, And we close for the chorus as I hit the ground running. Chorus Now, I can’t see why it would be, Different from this, so easy, Hear her verdict, And set him free, Now, I can’t see why it would be, Different from this, so easy, The cycle ends rightly, With Orestes. Verse Now, we kickin’ it live, kickin’ it right, Kickin’ it high, kickin’ it, why? We kickin’ it tight, Patience, while the jury be deliberatin’, Waiting for the verdict to see if he was hatin’, Uh oh, they don’t know what’s up, Citizens can’t decide if he’s shit out of luck, Or should be set free, hell, if it was me, I’d say fry that bitch, though no electricity, Now, we call upon Athena to be the judge, Just like old times when gods ruled and such, So much for the power in the hands of the humans, Too stupid to know what to do so no improvements, But it’s a judgment call, fuck the evidence, And a choice to set him free might mean severance, Athena decides, but we retain irreverence, And we can do this on our own, and that’s the lesson then. Chorus Now, I can’t see why it would be, Different from this, so easy, Hear her verdict, And set him free, Now, I can’t see why it would be, Different from this, so easy, The cycle ends rightly, With Orestes. Bridge And I can’t see why it would be, Different from this, it seems so easy, Hear her verdict, and set him free, The cycle ends rightly with Orestes. Chorus Now, I can’t see why it would be, Different from this, so easy, Hear her verdict, And set him free, Now, I can’t see why it would be, Different from this, so easy, The cycle ends rightly, With Orestes. x 2

Intro Yo, what up class? 
It's time for your history lesson, Now, begin. 
 Chorus
 Let me tell you 'bout a man named Xerxes, 
Led five million into Greece, 
Had some dreams he couldn't believe, 
Left his men and chose to retreat, 
Tell a tale no one believes, 
And label it as histories. 
 Verse 
Now let me tell you 'bout the leader of five million Persian,
 Who worship their king how I bring in the version, 
Excursion to Athens to fight with a passion,
 You asking how they lose? Well, you're passing the action,
 Now take a step backwards, forget those last words,
 We're only starting yet departing from the first third,
 Yes, he's like a bird, fly-flying away, 
Remembers marching in charge just yesterday,
 I'll tell the story of when Pytheas met X,
 The second richest man and is able to collect,
 He started off well enough, yet downhill from there,
 Asked for the release of his son, so unaware,
 Hey, Xerxes is in control, look at his last toll, 
He takes the son and cuts him in half whole,
 Then leads the army between the two halves so, 
Py gets the message: the X is an asshole! 

Chorus
 Let me tell you 'bout a man named Xerxes,
 Led five million into Greece, 
Had some dreams he couldn't believe,
 Left his men and chose to retreat,
 Tell a tale no one believes, 
And label it as histories.

 Verse Now Xerxes, what the hell is going on? 
You seem to have an attitude prob-a-lem,
 Okay, you got power, but how are you using it? 
If I didn't know better, I'd say you're abusing it,
 Who whips a fuckin' river? Come on now, honestly,
 Admitting your faults in a step to honesty,
 Ya haunted, see, by dreams you can't believe,
 You can't conceive ever having to leave, 
Cause you got five million,
 Loyal Persians on your side,
 Not including eunuchs,
 Female cooks or concubines,
 I gotta tell ya, how'd you run away? 
If you knew how to lead, you'd be able to stay, 
But Xerxes, you're so A-D-D,
 Don't stop mid-march to decorate a fuckin' tree, now.

 Chorus 
Let me tell you 'bout a man named Xerxes, 
Led five million into Greece,
 Had some dreams he couldn't believe,
 Left his men and chose to retreat, 
Tell a tale no one believes,
 And label it as histories.
 x 2 

Bridge
 We ain't gonna forget about the other characters of the Histories,
 Yo Gyges, it's your birthday,
 You got a hot wife, and it's her birthday,
 Yo Cyrus, it's your birthday,
 Youz a Persian, but it's your birthday,
 Yo Harpagus, it's your birthday,
 And you were served your son on your birthday, 
Yo Mardonius, it's your birthday,
 You in charge now, so it's your birthday.

Intro In the beginning, there was confusion, Well, isn’t this having great power? No, at least Polus says no. I say no? I say yes! And then there was the Mix Master. Verse Yo, usually these be directed at a character, But I find this to be less their fault, so make it clear, I’m speaking straight to the P to the L-A, Gettin’ sick of reading the same fools tellin’, What the average person gets and shits on that idea, You’re free to disagree, but believe we need some freedom, Understand the reason, I’ll tell you what I mean, just, Realize these eyes ain’t looking at a genius, Socrates? Bitch, please, now get wise, The snake is the king if he’s fed only mice, A thousand total morons get played by this guy, Not brilliant, just kills those half his size, So this verse, this song is at Plato, Say no, it’s a word that makes the face glow, All the victims wishin’ they had nothing to say, But you know they really don’t ‘cause Plato wrote it that way. Chorus You agree that’s true, do you not? Well, well, I suppose so, So then this really means that, am I wrong? I guess, I don’t really know, So you agree that’s true, do you not? Well, well, I suppose so, So then this really means that, am I wrong? I say, fuck no, that’s enough, Plato. Verse You know what I’m talkin’ about, so understand, Let the man know who I am and do what he can, Now, I’m angry ‘cause you already got a plan, And these kids think you’re cool, but they should ban, Characters like Gorgias and Polus from getting heard, From gettin’ written ‘cause they sound so absurd, And Callicles, well, I gave him hope, But I should’ve recognized that he too was a dope, He argues that all Socrates does is trick, Makes him sick, though his mind be quick, He’s on a roll, but the skull’s too thick, Let’s the same damn thing occur, victim of the prick, So I read the process, watch as he tosses, Definitions assumed to be doomed, he takes losses, He pauses, but he’s on the same dirt road, Filled with potholes that he already showed. Chorus You agree that’s true, do you not? Well, well, I suppose so, So then this really means that, am I wrong? I guess, I don’t really know, So you agree that’s true, do you not? Well, well, I suppose so, So then this really means that, am I wrong? I say, fuck no, that’s enough, Plato. Verse Brain of Watson, but rhetoric like Sherlock Holmes, Change the tone, y’all should have known, Don’t try tell me this what they said, I know that ain’t true, not even a thread, I give cred to Socrates for knowing more than most, But that just shows that the rest is a joke, I choke every time I hear this shit, A quick wit gets the kids to quit, Uh huh, so sick they submit to his every word, Though they’ve all heard what last occurred, Gorgias, then Polus, Callicles is the third, He sees the tricks with his anger spurred, But with a mind like a bird, he soon forgets, And Socrates becomes Mix Master Metz, Disaster threats, ‘cause Cal is going down, And the crash is heard from all around, You hear that sound, I heard it too, Two times, three times, four times though, Five times you, yes it’s true, Try to argue, you’re shut down too, But not from Socrates you lose, Plato sees it from a different view, Worships the S the best he can do, I’ve heard enough, so fuck you. Bridge That’s right, Fuck you, Come on, Alright. Chorus You agree that’s true, do you not? Well, well, I suppose so, So then this really means that, am I wrong? I guess, I don’t really know, So you agree that’s true, do you not? Well, well, I suppose so, So then this really means that, am I wrong? I say, fuck no, that’s enough, Plato. x 2

Intro Ice Ben, yeah, Well uh-huh, Meno. Verse Now, deep in ghetto Greece where all gangstas from, A long time ago, under the same sun, Discussion if you wasn’t there took place, Defining kinds of virtue of the human race, I space rhymes, but I’m not here to waste time, Telling you the story of those walking the thin line, It’s Meno, huh, and y’all know, How this muthafuckin’ story goes. Chorus This is speaking straight to Meno, What the hell are you thinking for? You get embarrassed when you act like you know, What virtue means, ‘cause it seems that you’re slow, You ain’t gonna win a war with words, Socrates will make you sound absurd, Now, what you gotta do before it gets any worse, Is bitchslap that punk ass, you heard it here first. Verse Now, I’ll explain it once, Talkin’ never got anywhere that you want, Here’s what you need to do Meno, Forget the logic, different levels, Look out below, Socrates is droppin’ bombs, Now I’ll warn you throughout the whole song, You gotta see what’s up and what’s going down, Watch your words, son, you look like a clown, What? You think he’s learning math, He’s a dumbass just walkin’ the path, Four times four is sixteen, isn’t it? Try to prove a point with a slave who ain’t gettin’ it, So M to the E to the N to the O, Instead of arguing, just knock him to the floor, Then kick him in the mouth for every word that he says, Unless it’s best to listen, but that’s just undue stress. Chorus This is speaking straight to Meno, What the hell are you thinking for? You get embarrassed when you act like you know, What virtue means, ‘cause it seems that you’re slow, You ain’t gonna win a war with words, Socrates will make you sound absurd, Now, what you gotta do before it gets any worse, Is bitchslap that punk ass, you heard it here first. Bridge Alright, listen up close to the words, Don’t listen to his words, Don’t agree, don’t nod your head, Take a lesson from me, What you say to Socrates? Don’t respond, it’s easy, Now repeat what I say, And ya good, You want to take it outside, old man? You want to take it outside, old man? You want to take it outside, old man? I’ll teach you virtue for real then. You want to take it outside, old man? You want to take it outside, old man? You want to take it outside, old man? I’ll teach you virtue for real then. Chorus This is speaking straight to Meno, What the hell are you thinking for? You get embarrassed when you act like you know, What virtue means, ‘cause it seems that you’re slow, You ain’t gonna win a war with words, Socrates will make you sound absurd, Now, what you gotta do before it gets any worse, Is bitchslap that punk ass, you heard it here first.

Chorus Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? That’s right, it’s time for… Going on? Antigone! Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? On, Creon? Verse Yo, Creon, what the hell is going on, huh? You’re world is falling apart, you should’ve now withdrawn, son, You picked a bad time to assert your power, ‘Cause family members die with every passing hour, You’re in a sour state of mind ‘cause Haemon don’t agree, You say that you believe he’s whipped by Antigone, Now why can’t you just see? Like the prophet with his B, That maybe instead of death, you should set her free, Just think about it, you’ll find without a doubt, Shit, if you have time, you can figure it out, With your brain and power, how are you gonna fix this? For the sake of family, you better not miss this, I don’t know what you’re thinking about, You’re acting so stupid, Why are you just waiting around? I know we’ve been through this. Chorus Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? Going on? Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? On, Creon? Verse I don’t have to warn you, just get a fuckin’ brain now, Give it a will, give it away, nothin’ to say now, ‘Cause what I say of what you need is all the same now, You stay that way, you’re gonna have to pay now, You’ve been given chances, yet you advance with punishment, And you pay it back two-fold with son and shit, Now your wife died too, All because you can’t bury who attacked you, Look, he’s dead, just give him proper rights, You’ll do it anyway, so while all are still alive, Dig down six feet and drop him in, Cover him up and you’re free of sin, It’s as simple as it sounds, So why don’t you just realize? Get your feet back on the ground, Now that’s enough of your lies. Chorus Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? Going on? Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? On, Creon? Bridge Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? Going on? I don’t know what you’re thinking about, You’re acting so stupid, Why are you just waiting around? I know we’ve been through this. Hey, ho, what the hell is going on? On, Creon? I don’t know what you’re thinking about, You’re acting so stupid, Why are you just waiting around? I know we’ve been through this. x 2

Intro You know what time it is? It’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like this, Today, we’re doing a little rap about the Republic, It’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like that, Let’s go. Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son. Verse I gotta explain this mess, pass through test after test, ‘Cause the best is the best when the rest be impressed, Luxuries exist with no fear of resistance, These soldiers be taught less is better when enlistin’, Ya listenin’? Well, let me say my piece, Feast your eyes upon the glory of the gates at the least, My republic, you’re lovin’ it, it’s a paradise, These wise guys can shut their mouth at the size, Now, open your eyes and try to comprehend, There’s a better way of livin’ within reason to the end, I’ll send you a picture sayin’ you wish you were here, My land can and plans their year without fear, That’s right, I’m gonna build me a city, I have pity for your town, say it loud, it’s shitty, These witty rhymes will convince it time, but we ain’t done, Just gotta hear a hook and I’ll do another run. Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son. Verse Now if your baby ain’t gold, he’s left out in the cold, And if you’re too old, forget it, it’s sold, It’s efficiency at its finest, you whining, But you don’t understand this impeccable rhyming, My impeccable timing, it shines with this beat, I know you like my city, but get used to the street, Get used to this game where I am number one, Where I rule all the new school fools under the sun, My city won’t be a wonderful republic, A harsh monarch I will be to my subjects, So suck this, I’m the king of this land, And I’ll hang Socrates just because I can, And I am the judge, the jury and the witness, And my city will burn any kid who diss this, Ya listless, and saying that you miss, My republic, well fuck this, it’s a new twist. Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son. Bridge No, I don’t know why it’s all okay, But I can’t say that I’d go anyway. x 2 Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son.

Intro Remix, that’s right. You know what time it is? It’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like this, Today, we’re doing a little rap about the Republic, It’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like that, Let’s go. Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son. Verse I gotta explain this mess, pass through test after test, ‘Cause the best is the best when the rest be impressed, Luxuries exist with no fear of resistance, These soldiers be taught less is better when enlistin’, Ya listenin’? Well, let me say my piece, Feast your eyes upon the glory of the gates at the least, My republic, you’re lovin’ it, it’s a paradise, These wise guys can shut their mouth at the size, Now, open your eyes and try to comprehend, There’s a better way of livin’ within reason to the end, I’ll send you a picture sayin’ you wish you were here, My land can and plans their year without fear, That’s right, I’m gonna build me a city, I have pity for your town, say it loud, it’s shitty, These witty rhymes will convince it time, but we ain’t done, Just gotta hear a hook and I’ll do another run. Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son. Verse Now if your baby ain’t gold, he’s left out in the cold, And if you’re too old, forget it, it’s sold, It’s efficiency at its finest, you whining, But you don’t understand this impeccable rhyming, My impeccable timing, it shines with this beat, I know you like my city, but get used to the street, Get used to this game where I am number one, Where I rule all the new school fools under the sun, My city won’t be a wonderful republic, A harsh monarch I will be to my subjects, So suck this, I’m the king of this land, And I’ll hang Socrates just because I can, And I am the judge, the jury and the witness, And my city will burn any kid who diss this, Ya listless, and saying that you miss, My republic, well fuck this, it’s a new twist. Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son. Bridge No, I don’t know why it’s all okay, But I can’t say that I’d go anyway. x 2 Chorus I’m gonna build me a city, Where justice is king, Where I know I’ll have bling, Protected by those guarding, I’m gonna build me a city, Free of imitation, Free of aggravation, But I’ll have to wait, son.

Chorus Hey y’all, it’s a faceoff to the death, With philosophy and sophistry. x 4 Yes, it’s that time, ladies and gentlemen It’s the battle between philosophy and sophistry, It’s the clouds, so let’s begin, huh? Verse Round one, I’ll start it off from the top with philosophy, And I’ll show you why it sucks to be sophistry, You watchin’ me? No tricks here, see? It’s honesty that is the best learning, I don’t know what this scrawny bugger plans to tell ya, It’s just lessons in deception, tryin’ to sell ya, Ways to get around payin’ debt collectors, Shut up, old man, let me say my sect’ first, Just because I’m pale, slight, frail and hunched, Doesn’t mean this style doesn’t pack a punch, And once I get my reasons, you’ll admit defeat, ‘Cause by your logic, it’s good to have a pecker discrete, Pay no heed to the greed of this spoiled brat, I don’t know where he learned to get a mouth like that, Well, it’s effective, unlike your militant style, All the while my kids are learning as yours stand in file. Chorus Hey y’all, it’s a faceoff to the death, With philosophy and sophistry. x 2 Verse Round two, Now, sophistry lets you kids whip your parents, And through this logic they’ll be embarrassed, So how could you choose a style as ancient as him, Cause I’ve lasted from the start to el fin, You must be dim if you think that’s a reason, Can’t get the youth, ‘cause they know you’re the least fun, So run, ‘cause you ain’t welcome here, Don’t talk to me like that, you’re just the flavor of the year, These kids are just foolish, but they’ll soon understand, Rather than talk like you, they should act like a man, Discipline ain’t easy, that’s why they ran to you, But as they grow up, it’s enough and they’re through, Wow, old man, what are you talking about? I don’t see these kids figuring it out, But give a shout when they decide to come back, And I’ll laugh so hard I’ll get a heart attack. Chorus Hey y’all, it’s a faceoff to the death, With philosophy and sophistry. x 4