Great Book Songs: Volume 2

by Andy Metz

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“Great Book Songs: Volume 2” is the second collection of the songs about great books. Great Book Songs are songs based on the greatest literary works in Ancient Greece. This particular awesome collection has songs based on immortal works by Plato, Sophocles and Aeschylus among others. There really is no reason to read the classics if you have this album. This album was recorded in Santa Fe, New Mexico. My favorite tracks are “I Cannot Leave (Crito) (feat. El-Dawg),” “Don't You Ever Mess With Me (Prometheus Bound) (feat. Ice Ben)” and “Happiness (Ethics).”

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released April 1, 2004

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Andy Metz Chicago, Illinois

Seattle-born, Chicago-built, and Oakland-based musician, Andy Metz has spent over half his life recording songs that range from earnest to irreverent.

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Track Name: He's Going Down (Apology)
Intro
He’s going down,
He’s going down,
He’s going down.

Verse
Now how ‘bout that? They’re fed up,
You’ve got a chance now, I hope you said what,
You wanted to say, ‘cause at the end of the day,
There’s only one way to your dismay,
It’s poison, they want you to die,
Don’t cry, you know I see that tear in your eye,
You say that it’s fine, you say that it’s time,
But I know you’re just lyin’.

Chorus
He’s going down, it looks like no one wants you around,
He’s going down,
He’s going down, Athenians have grown tired of your sound,
He’s going down.

Verse
You like to call it exposing ignorance,
Well, I call it just being a fucking dick,
So die, no one cares, it seems fair,
Fast forward a few years and give you the chair,
Now this just seems like pure cruelty,
How is it that more want you dead than find you guilty?
Oh, well, go to your jail cell,
Thanks for 70 years of hell.

Chorus
He’s going down, it looks like no one wants you around,
He’s going down,
He’s going down, Athenians have grown tired of your sound,
He’s going down.

Bridge
He’s going down.
x 12

Chorus
He’s going down, it looks like no one wants you around,
He’s going down,
He’s going down, Athenians have grown tired of your sound,
He’s going down.
Track Name: I Cannot Leave (Crito) (feat. El-Dawg)
Intro
What up, chumps?
Yo, it’s Crito time!
I may not agree with the sentence, but I will obey,
For when I die, it’ll be a brand new day,
Just relax, it’ll be okay,
No, I cannot leave,
No, I cannot leave.

Verse
Yo Crito, I cannot leave,
But it hurts me to see you here grieve,
You gotta realize there’s a time for every being,
With all that I’ve achieved, done with this whole scene,
I’ve argued with greats, since what it takes,
I’ve waited for ages, but now get my cake,
If I left, well, I’d have to flee Athens,
But I’ve lasted here for years, new paths when,
You’re as old as me, just cannot be,
I’ve done all I can, and all that you see,
Is who I am now, so how could you believe,
That for my sake, jail break to set me free?
I’ve said what I wanted, haunted minds honest,
Embarrassing these people, yes, I’ve been taunted,
My mission complete makes afterlife sweet,
I hold that place among the elite.

Chorus
No, I cannot leave,
I may not agree with the sentence, but I will obey,
For when I die, it’ll be a brand new day,
Just relax, it’ll be okay,
No, I cannot leave,
I may not agree with the sentence, but I will obey,
For when I die, it’ll be a brand new day,
Just relax, it’ll be okay.

Bridge
Come on, Socrates,
Jail break!
Come on, Socrates,
Jail break!

Verse
Yo Crito, cut that shit out,
Before I have to shout, ‘cause without a doubt,
I’m staying right here, I have no fear,
That tear in my eye is just the atmosphere,
Look, I’d rather live, but not in exile,
All the while being hunted for miles and miles,
That ain’t my style, look at me now,
I’m too old to be told to run out of town,
When the ships come back, I’ll leave with tact,
I’m gonna die a martyr, not barter or pack,
‘Cause I’m Socrates, nah, there ain’t no other,
Peace, and word up to your mother.

Chorus
No, I cannot leave,
I may not agree with the sentence, but I will obey,
For when I die, it’ll be a brand new day,
Just relax, it’ll be okay,
No, I cannot leave,
I may not agree with the sentence, but I will obey,
For when I die, it’ll be a brand new day,
Just relax, it’ll be okay.
Track Name: Socrates is Dead (Pheado) (feat. P. Riddy)
Intro
Great books,
Yo, we back to kick it now,
With the beat from P. Riddy,
It’s time for Pheado.

Chorus
Socrates is dead,
There I said it and I’m glad,
Can’t feel bad, ‘cause,
Socrates is dead,
It took for fuckin’ ever,
Just pull the lever.

Verse
It’s looking like the end of the line, kiddos,
For a while now, Socrates time has whittled,
Down, but it sounds like we’ve reached the nub,
The ships are back and he’s shit out of luck,
So everyone say your goodbyes in this rhyme,
‘Cause this man has done it for the last time,
Here comes the poison, it slowly takes hold,
Can’t feel the legs and now he’s done cold,
Socrates is dead, what have you learned?
Have you been taught valuable lessons or just been burned,
Do you agree that he had reason to live,
And keep on doing the same shit that he did?
Well, I don’t, and I may be an idiot,
But I can’t take another brother saying stupid shit,
Then being shut down with the town as a witness,
Hearing faulty logic, well, here’s the real business.

Chorus
Socrates is dead,
There I said it and I’m glad,
Can’t feel bad, ‘cause,
Socrates is dead,
It took for fuckin’ ever,
Just pull the lever.

Verse
So, is he going to heaven or destined for hell?
Whether good or bad, he did his mission well,
Did he deserve the death penalty, ‘cause his felonies are seldom seen?
And why would you be asking me?
Welcome to the sophist show,
Ladies and gentlemen,
Here’s…
Socrates!
Yeah, that’s what I think, what of it, you posers?
Back for the New Year, still dissing on this ogre,
Who’s older, but not wiser, that miser,
A good person in my mind to despise,
Or think what you want, it’s up to you,
But it’s game over for this old dude,
Left him confused, not speaking truths,
So this is it, now listen up fools.

Chorus
Socrates is dead,
There I said it and I’m glad,
Can’t feel bad, ‘cause,
Socrates is dead,
It took for fuckin’ ever,
Just pull the lever.

Bridge
So we back,
For ’04,
At the S-J-C,
Singing the G-B-S.

Chorus
Socrates is dead,
There I said it and I’m glad,
Can’t feel bad, ‘cause,
Socrates is dead,
It took for fuckin’ ever,
Just pull the lever.
x 2
Track Name: The Prophet (Oedipus Rex) (feat. Ice Ben)
Intro
Ice Ben,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
Oedipus Rex.

Verse
Yo, they call me the prophet, and let me tell you why,
I can see everything even though I am blind,
Tiresias is my name, and you know who to blame,
Who seeks and who is sought after is one and the same,
So, now, listen Oedipus, do you really want to hear this?
It’s funny, ‘cause boy is it a strange twist,
You say you want the truth, but you can’t handle the truth,
You can’t handle it, fool, the murderer’s you!
Yo, they call me the prophet, ‘cause I know what’s up,
You say that I’m a liar, well, I say you fucked up,
Realize who your parents are, the pain will never stop,
You didn’t kill Polybus, but Polybus ain’t your pop,
So, there’s no sigh of relief, kid you were adopted,
Jocasta believes in prophets and that’s why she opted,
To let you go, yes, that means she’s your mom,
Inside your head, there goes the bomb.

Chorus
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I know every little thing, ‘cause I know every little thing,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I know every little thing, ‘cause I know every little thing,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I say how it’s gonna be, ‘cause I say how it’s gonna be,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I say how it’s gonna be, ‘cause I say how it’s gonna be.

Bridge
‘Cause I know every little thing,
‘Cause I know every little thing,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I say how it’s gonna be,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I say how it’s gonna be.

Verse
Yo, they call me the prophet, though I see what you don’t believe,
Your mother wanted to kill you ‘cause of prophesies,
But you came back after murdering your father,
Married your mother and had some daughters,
Now she’s suspecting the truth and doesn’t want you to pursue,
If you keep asking questions, hell, you’ll see it too,
Now it’s apparent, so blind yourself and get exiled,
Jocasta hung herself, I was right all the while.

Chorus
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I know every little thing, ‘cause I know every little thing,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I know every little thing, ‘cause I know every little thing,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I say how it’s gonna be, ‘cause I say how it’s gonna be,
Yo, they call me the prophet,
‘Cause I say how it’s gonna be, ‘cause I say how it’s gonna be.
x 2
Track Name: This Speech Ain't Right (Theaetetus)
Intro
Theaetetus,
Yo, what?
Come on.

Lead
Now everybody throw your hands in the air,
‘Cause now more than ever, Socrates ain’t clear.

Chorus
Yo, this speech ain’t right, the logic isn’t tight,
Socrates sees the light, but Theaetetus is like,
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about, Socrates?
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about?
Yo, this speech ain’t right, the logic isn’t tight,
Socrates sees the light, but Theaetetus is like,
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about, Socrates?
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about?

Verse
And I can’t blame him, I don’t know what he’s saying either,
Waiting for this kid to sit down and take a breather,
We go through perception, false belief and justification,
But wait one minute, there’s building frustration,
Can you discuss knowledge, when you’ve got none of your own?
That’s the real question, unless than wasn’t known,
So, recognize these highs and lows are just stupid,
Watch your mouth, or you might just lose it,
You got that? Aight.

Lead
Now everybody throw your hands in the air,
‘Cause now more than ever, Socrates ain’t clear.

Chorus
Yo, this speech ain’t right, the logic isn’t tight,
Socrates sees the light, but Theaetetus is like,
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about, Socrates?
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about?
Yo, this speech ain’t right, the logic isn’t tight,
Socrates sees the light, but Theaetetus is like,
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about, Socrates?
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about?

Verse
First, we know that knowledge is a type of thought,
Yo, that’s all we got and do we know that or not?
Second, we know that knowledge is different from belief,
It’s true belief, whatever the fuck that means.
So, screw you, Socrates, I can’t read this anymore,
It’s like you stopped trying, and now to even the score,
I’m gonna finish this song as the anger mounts,
Maybe knowledge is true belief with a rational account,
And maybe you’re just stupid, yeah.

Lead
Now everybody throw your hands in the air,
‘Cause now more than ever, Socrates ain’t clear.

Chorus
Yo, this speech ain’t right, the logic isn’t tight,
Socrates sees the light, but Theaetetus is like,
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about, Socrates?
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about?
Yo, this speech ain’t right, the logic isn’t tight,
Socrates sees the light, but Theaetetus is like,
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about, Socrates?
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about?

Lead
Now everybody throw your hands in the air,
‘Cause now more than ever, Socrates ain’t clear.
x 4

Chorus
Yo, this speech ain’t right, the logic isn’t tight,
Socrates sees the light, but Theaetetus is like,
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about, Socrates?
Yo, yo, whatchu talking about?

Lead
Now everybody throw your hands in the air,
‘Cause now more than ever, Socrates ain’t clear.
x 2
Track Name: My Game (Sophist)
Intro
Woo!
Yo, yo, it’s the sophist here,
Come on,
Yo, check the mic, am I alright?
Yo, check the mic, am I alright?
Come on,

Verse
Call me a stranger, call me a sophist,
Whatever you want, just let me say a few words,
And you’ll trust me more than Socrates,
It’ll take a second for this lesson ‘cause your mind’s ugly,
There are two forms of cleansing in this world,
And one form is what’s yet to unfurl,
That’s your body and your soul, don’t confuse the two,
Say what you want, but I ain’t asking you,
Still, you seem to understand me, Theaetetus,
You might even be a little smarter than Socrates is,
Or Jesus, not Jesus, that shit is next year,
But I know you want the hook, so here.

Chorus
No, you’re gonna listen to this game,
I make Socrates look sane,
It’s all a part of my game,
You’re gonna worship me,
‘Cause I am what you cannot be,
Why can’t you see? Why can’t you see now?

Verse
Call me a stranger, call me a sophist,
Whatever I’ll haunt what you call that brain of yours,
A bomb cut, this beat breathes so easy, believe me,
Listen up now as I begin my teachings,
There are two forms of badness pertaining to the soul,
One is being sick and the other is well known,
It’s called being ugly, you know what I mean,
Just look in the mirror, it’s not a bad dream,
Okay, let’s make up names for things that don’t exist,
I say they do, ‘cause this logic persists,
It’s full of twists and full of misses,
And that is what it is.

Chorus
No, you’re gonna listen to this game,
I make Socrates look sane,
It’s all a part of my game,
You’re gonna worship me,
‘Cause I am what you cannot be,
Why can’t you see?
No, you’re gonna listen to this game,
I make Socrates look sane,
It’s all a part of my game,
You’re gonna worship me,
‘Cause I am what you cannot be,
Why can’t you see? Why can’t you see now?
Track Name: Don't You Ever Mess With Me (Prometheus Bound) (feat. Ice Ben)
Intro
Now listen up,
Gods and mortals alike,
You will respect me,
Let Prometheus be the lesson,
Muthafuckas.

Verse
Prometheus, what the fuck are you doing?
I’m the new king, so get used to this ruling,
Okay, I’m not a nice god, way to figure it out,
What I did to Io proves that without a doubt,
So I shout, yes, I am Zeus,
And I’m a bit of a tyrant, it’s true,
You helped win the war against the titans, that’s tight man,
Still I gotta punish you, because I can,
Yo, you’re questioning the power of a god you should mess with,
You’ve seen my temper before, you know you shouldn’t test it,
So, tell me what you’re thinking, sinking to humans and bringing,
Fire and false hope, the stupidity is stinging,
And I’m done singing, though this message keeps ringing,
And if you listen close, you’ll notice I am the new king,
And respect me, obviously, I am what you cannot be,
And in case you forgot me, say it again and you can copy.

Chorus
Yo, Prometheus,
What the fuck are you doing?
You can’t undermine my authority,
No, no,
I hope you learn your lesson,
Being bound to this rock,
Don’t you ever mess with me again,
No, no.

Verse
Now what’s with this sympathy toward human beings?
I do not understand what it could mean,
But this punishment is real, no it’s not a dream,
Your punk ass better get used to this regime,
Until then, you’ll be bound to this rock,
There’s nothing you can do, ‘cause I’m at the top,
And I won’t stop, so recognize,
It’s gonna be so bad, you won’t believe your eyes,
I wanted to wipe out the humans, but you got in my way,
I don’t put up with that shit, ‘cause I’m O-G from back in the day,
I know you first tried to help those bitch titans,
So you better know that this sentence won’t be light, man,
I should strike your punk ass with lightning,
Live for eternity in a world that’s frightening,
Your skin is whitening, ‘cause you’re afraid of me,
You were, you are and will always be.

Chorus
Yo, Prometheus,
What the fuck are you doing?
You can’t undermine my authority,
No, no,
I hope you learn your lesson,
Being bound to this rock,
Don’t you ever mess with me again,
No, no.
x 2
Track Name: Sicily (Peloponnesian War)
Intro
Alright,
It’s the return of the piano man,
And we talking about the Peloponnesian War,
That’s right,
It goes, A to the N to the D to the Y,
You bump these tracks, ‘cause you know that they’re fly,
M to the E to the T to the Z,
You hear this game, but don’t believe that it’s me!

Verse
Rocking the mic and doing it right,
Yo, I’m back on the keys with a flow that be tight,
Get used to this new sound and new light,
Packing sweet beats and a hook with bite,
Alright, let me talk about the story,
Athenians represent themselves as a poor breed,
Can’t think, ignoring the words of your leader,
I’ll take on his role, though it does bore me,
Call me Nicias and I’ll discuss what we need,
A million billion men to take on Sicily,
Understand what I mean? Fuck no, we won’t go,
Forget about it, yo, you shits don’t know,
Let me speak for a second, hear every word,
We need more resources, not deterred?
What are you, retarded? We’ll get wiped out,
So listen to what I say right now.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?

Verse
Now, I know you want to go, but I want a second vote,
Elders tell the youngers only morons would say no,
Realize we’re fighting guys who don’t quit,
‘Cause their force is large enough to give us shit,
I’m telling you exactly what we need to take this mission,
But wishin’ that you retards would get some fuckin’ vision,
Now I’m getting angry, ‘cause y’all don’t understand,
Sparta’s right there, let’s kill them while we can,
Rhymes a little tighter, fighting what I might,
Or lighting a new fire, tire from all-nighters,
Why bring some triremes to take it to the wire?
Hell, I’m not a liar, we’ll die and not get higher,
Respect, check, all wet, set deck, and in debt,
Heck, hell, fuck all, what a total wreck,
But this is a democracy,
So, the choice is up to you and not me.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?

Verse
Seriously, can’t you see?
That we can’t take on Sicily,
This little speech I try to speak,
We shouldn’t go, though we ain’t weak,
Understand,
We need too much money,
And it ain’t worth it,
To me,
Yo, so try to get a brain, so you can realize,
All of you are ignorant of the island’s size,
If you all were wise, you’d all be on my side,
No matter of pride, but all of us would die,
Sicily is so far away, why attack?
When people closer to home make us watch our back,
Make us watch our stack, concentrate on that,
‘Cause if you think about it, it’s where the fighting’s at.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?

Bridge
Don’t make me beg, don’t make me beg,
Every little thing has already been said,
Don’t make me beg, don’t make me beg,
Are the younger trying to make sure the older are all dead?
Don’t make me beg, don’t make me beg,
Wait, one more thing to say,
And this won’t just go away,
Yo, all y’all kids will pay.

Verse
Yo, twist this, hit, miss, this shit’s in the wrist,
Pissed, hold it with bliss, listless hipness,
Vote no, bitches, this district is stupid,
You win in the end, ‘cause arguing is useless,
It loses this logic, you saw it and shot it,
I lost it, you got it, pawed at it then caught it,
I fought it, but aw shit, it rotted, you mocked it,
Please stop it, you bought it and rocked the boat wanted.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?
x 2
Track Name: Sicily (remix)
Intro
It’s the remix, y’all,
Come on,
It goes, A to the N to the D to the Y,
You bump these tracks, ‘cause you know that they’re fly,
M to the E to the T to the Z,
You hear this game, but don’t believe that it’s me!

Verse
Rocking the mic and doing it right,
Yo, I’m back on the keys with a flow that be tight,
Get used to this new sound and new light,
Packing sweet beats and a hook with bite,
Alright, let me talk about the story,
Athenians represent themselves as a poor breed,
Can’t think, ignoring the words of your leader,
I’ll take on his role, though it does bore me,
Call me Nicias and I’ll discuss what we need,
A million billion men to take on Sicily,
Understand what I mean? Fuck no, we won’t go,
Forget about it, yo, you shits don’t know,
Let me speak for a second, hear every word,
We need more resources, not deterred?
What are you, retarded? We’ll get wiped out,
So listen to what I say right now.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?

Verse
Now, I know you want to go, but I want a second vote,
Elders tell the youngers only morons would say no,
Realize we’re fighting guys who don’t quit,
‘Cause their force is large enough to give us shit,
I’m telling you exactly what we need to take this mission,
But wishin’ that you retards would get some fuckin’ vision,
Now I’m getting angry, ‘cause y’all don’t understand,
Sparta’s right there, let’s kill them while we can,
Rhymes a little tighter, fighting what I might,
Or lighting a new fire, tire from all-nighters,
Why bring some triremes to take it to the wire?
Hell, I’m not a liar, we’ll die and not get higher,
Respect, check, all wet, set deck, and in debt,
Heck, hell, fuck all, what a total wreck,
But this is a democracy,
So, the choice is up to you and not me.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?

Verse
Seriously, can’t you see?
That we can’t take on Sicily,
This little speech I try to speak,
We shouldn’t go, though we ain’t weak,
Understand,
We need too much money,
And it ain’t worth it,
To me,
Yo, so try to get a brain, so you can realize,
All of you are ignorant of the island’s size,
If you all were wise, you’d all be on my side,
No matter of pride, but all of us would die,
Sicily is so far away, why attack?
When people closer to home make us watch our back,
Make us watch our stack, concentrate on that,
‘Cause if you think about it, it’s where the fighting’s at.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?

Bridge
Don’t make me beg, don’t make me beg,
Every little thing has already been said,
Don’t make me beg, don’t make me beg,
Are the younger trying to make sure the older are all dead?
Don’t make me beg, don’t make me beg,
Wait, one more thing to say,
And this won’t just go away,
Yo, all y’all kids will pay.

Verse
Yo, twist this, hit, miss, this shit’s in the wrist,
Pissed, hold it with bliss, listless hipness,
Vote no, bitches, this district is stupid,
You win in the end, ‘cause arguing is useless,
It loses this logic, you saw it and shot it,
I lost it, you got it, pawed at it then caught it,
I fought it, but aw shit, it rotted, you mocked it,
Please stop it, you bought it and rocked the boat wanted.

Chorus
I don’t think you understand,
This is one dumbass plan,
I’ll do all that I can,
But, yo, you gotta understand we don’t stand a chance,
What good is democracy,
When all y’all are re-res?
No, why can’t you just see,
Yo, that we shouldn’t be attacking Sicily?
x 2
Track Name: The Mind of the Soul (Phaedrus)
Chorus
Phaedrus, now play the beat out, come on,
Come on, now play the beat out, come on,
x 3

Intro
Well, this a bit different from normal dialogues,
If such a thing exists, then I can’t be wrong,
I’ll kick this beat while Socrates gives long,
Speeches, as I reach for lyrics for this song,
I won’t dwell on what makes this shit weird,
And what they say, well it ain’t clear.

Verse
Yo, Socrates second speech is strange at least,
The mind of the soul, and how it feasts,
Views of justice and self-control,
Knowledge too before it goes home,
Now, is Phaedrus understanding this?
It seems he’s not, but holy shit,
Socrates keeps talking like he don’t care,
No insults this time, he swears.

Chorus
Phaedrus, now play the beat out, come on,
Come on, now play the beat out, come on,
x 4

Bridge
Now, how is it that Socrates and Phaedrus are condemning writing now?
And how is it that Plato is taking the time to write all of this down?
x 4
Track Name: The History of Man (Symposium) (feat. Ice Ben)
Intro
It’s the Mix Master,
With the beat from Ice Ben,
Now, bring in the bass,
We’re talkin’ about, that’s right, Symposium,
Come on.

Verse
Okay, I’ll start the story while I’m just a little buzzed,
My name is Aristophanes, and I’m praising Eros,
Let me tell ya ‘bout us humans, ‘fore half us was lost,
We used to be together, but our arrogance did cost,
Our strength and independence, the sentence was not light,
Zeus cut us down the middle, and we put up no fight,
There used to be three sexes, the third hermaphrodite,
This story’s getting weird ‘cause I’ve been drinking all night,
Now, I need a jug of wine, or else I cannot rhyme,
Telling you the tale of humans back in time,
Once they were split apart, it seemed to break their heart,
You think that I am done, but I’m only trying to start,
These new humans, they were lonely, searching for their other half,
And they were slowly dying, because the gods were daft,
They couldn’t reproduce, no daughter or son,
Until Zeus decided to move the genitals in front,
Whoa! And now I’m getting wasted,
Cake-faced and can’t taste what put me in this state,
It seems the room is spinning and I’m getting kind of dizzy,
But, I’ll try to stay on topic, so y’all can stay with me,
I forgot to give the reason the humans were sliced apart,
Zeus could’ve killed them, but didn’t have the heart,
They couldn’t give up getting’ sacrifices and gift,
But because they were so cocky, there had to be a split.

Chorus
So, let me tell the story of the history of man,
Though I may not be coherent being as drunk as I am,
I’ll try to give a lesson, unless it seems I can’t,
‘Cause you know I’ve got the vision, envisioning I’ll stand,
And I’ll start to tell the story of the history of man,
Though I may not be coherent being as drunk as I am,
I’ll try to give a lesson, unless it seems I can’t,
‘Cause you know I’ve got the vision, now listen to the band.

Verse
Now, I’ll take another swig, please tell me where I was,
I cannot even stand up, but I’ll continue if I must,
So, the punishment was just, at least it was to Zeus,
And if the humans tested him, he’d make another two,
Nah, I swear it’s true and it explains the way we are,
Those hermaphrodites now womanizers and whores,
Now, I know I’m Aristophanes, and that I write comedies,
It doesn’t quite make sense to me, but that’s how it’s got to be,
Hmm, that’s no good, I’m about to collapse,
I knew if I kept drinking, that I wouldn’t last,
I wouldn’t make it past that last glass I had,
I’m getting kind of tired and the spinning makes me mad,
So I’ll try to wrap it up before I hit the ground,
I’m not serious about this story, but I thought I’d lay it down,
Still, I think you get the meaning and the message from this lesson,
The rest is fairy tale, though I did keep you guessin’.

Chorus
So, let me tell the story of the history of man,
Though I may not be coherent being as drunk as I am,
I’ll try to give a lesson, unless it seems I can’t,
‘Cause you know I’ve got the vision, envisioning I’ll stand,
And I’ll start to tell the story of the history of man,
Though I may not be coherent being as drunk as I am,
I’ll try to give a lesson, unless it seems I can’t,
‘Cause you know I’ve got the vision, now listen to the band.
x 3

Outro
Yo, Aristophanes,
Yo, man, you okay?
It looks like he’s gonna fall down,
You look a little dizzy, man, you alright?
He’s gonna fall down (falls down),
Oh, man,
Whoa, he’s passed out, Jesus!
Yeah,
Well, should we draw on his face,
Hell yeah, aw yeah.
Track Name: Happiness (Ethics)
Intro
Come on,
Ethics,
Aristotle.

Verse
I wonder sometimes if my life is good,
It should, ‘cause I would do all that I could,
But, am I virtuous? Something I trust,
Never put up with what’s unjust,
Do what I must and I start to realize,
I don’t care about what I see with these eyes,
Care about pride and what’s inside,
Lied all this time ‘cause in rhyme I denied,
It’s all about me, and how it’s gonna be,
In the future newer ways to believe,
I breathe, seek to see, scenes easily,
Easy’s key, agree with me,
Fuck true happiness, that crap is sick,
Kick virtuous into the thick of shit,
See how it holds up with eternal bliss,
Only one chance to hit or miss,
So, join this diss as I resist,
Insist on existence in this abyss,
My goal is happiness and that path is clear,
Fuck this rap game, I’ll rule with fear,
As president, you’ll shed a tear,
Then shed a few more as I raise my spear,
And shout to the world, all bow down,
All shall suffer while I’m around.

Chorus
I want happiness in this life, in this life,
And there’s only one way to do it right, do it right,
I fight and I fight,
Until I’m the king of this muthafuckin’ land, and muthafuckin’ sky,
You don’t ask why, you don’t ask why,
‘Cause there’s no way I could ever reply, ever reply,
But I’ll try, but I’ll try,
But I’ll try, but I’ll try.

Verse
To gain happiness to me at least,
Is to see all you kids bow to me,
Buy my CD, I will decree,
Two or three or sent out to sea,
On a boat with a hole, weighed down with coal,
In the middle of the ocean, knowin’ my patrol,
Will sink that ship with a torpedo,
In case you somehow gain control,
‘Cause happiness, it is my goal,
Straight from the mouth of Aristotle,
That shit I did, not my fault,
All of it was unintentional,
Don’t believe me though, well what the fuck you know?
I can’t be blamed for this sweet-ass flow,
Rhyme with skill and chill when it’s slow,
Ain’t done yet, this beat still has to grow,
Violence doesn’t really enjoy me,
Unless it’s Don Zimmer and it’s on TV,
So relax, I won’t be president,
‘Cause with shit like that, I’m too hesitant,
Lesson plan, listen close,
Contemplate, for it makes the most,
Of your time in this world, and I will too,
I belong on top, y’all know it’s true.

Chorus
I want happiness in this life, in this life,
And there’s only one way to do it right, do it right,
I fight and I fight,
Until I’m the king of this muthafuckin’ land, and muthafuckin’ sky,
You don’t ask why, you don’t ask why,
‘Cause there’s no way I could ever reply, ever reply,
But I’ll try, but I’ll try,
But I’ll try, but I’ll try.

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