Eastern Philosophers vs Western Philosophers
Epic rap battles of history
06.07.2015
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[Socrates]
I'm coming off the Acropolis to start some pandemonium
Don't bring limp raps to a pimp slap symposium!
The mad gadfly, philosophy was my invention!
[Nietzsche]
Rolling with the flyest nihilist, [Voltaire]and me, their French henchman!
[Western Philosophers]
We've got the wisdom and the wit that even I couldn't question!
Dropping Western medicine on these East infections!
It's evident you've never been our type of mental brethren!
We're better thinkers, better speakers, better lovers, better men!
The Eastern Philosophers:
[Confuscius]
This type of arrogance is sure to be expected
From men who speak of wisdom with no clue of what respect is!
[Lao Tzu]
You Westerners are sloppy, needing discipline in life
You lack control of yourselves and of the mic
[Sun Tzu]
While we use precise strikes to disrupt your concentration
[Confuscius]
Hand you an ass-whipping our descendants will honor for generations!
[Eastern Philosophers]
We filled a nation with patience and the presence for living
And you'll never hold a candle to the wisdom we've written!
The Western Philosophers:
[Nietzsche]
Oh, I'll give you something you can bow and kowtow to
When I squat down and squeeze out a Tao of Pooh on Lao Tzu!
You need to take control of the life you're given!
They call me Übermensch cause I'm so driven!
[Voltaire]
And I'm a freethinker, so confronting conformists like you? It's my job!
Got a sharp wit like a spit that'll skewer you like a Confu-shish kebab!
(Oh!) You flubbed the mission. I'm beating your submissive ass into submission!
Dishing out more disses than letters and pamphlets and plays I've been publishing!
[Socrates]
Now that we've covered the two Yin and Yang twins, I can move on to Jackie Chan!
Sun Tzu, I'll be picking apart your Wu with my method, man!
The seminal general isn't so tough on the mic; all your men must be like, "Yo, what happened?"
You're pitiful lyrically. Lucky for history, you didn't author The Art of Rapping!
The Eastern Philosophers:
[Sun Tzu]
Bitch, I wrote The Art of War so you better get your guns out!
These white boys getting burned cause guess what? Now, the Sun's out!
Asians spitting sick, but no, this isn't SARS!
Laozi, kick the beat; now Confucius, drop some bars!
[Confuscius]
Let me be Candide with you, Voltaire
French drip with the egg noodle hair
Your ego's just so distracting
Free speech doesn't mean just keep yapping!
And you killed God so I gotta ask:
Did he die of shame when he made your mustache?
You tried to plant a new German psyche
But you just grew hate; me no Third Reichy!
[Sun Tzu]
And it all starts with you: you're the father, Socrates!
Honestly, I think you owe both of your students here an apology!
The Western Philosophers:
[Nietzsche]
I wouldn't exactly call myself a student of this plebe
Don't make Nietzsche come over and put a knee up in your chi
Cause I'm N-I-E-T-Z-S-C-H-E
And I'll end any mother fucker like my name in a spelling bee!
[Socrates]
Plebe, bitch? I'm toxic like a hemlock sip!
Hang a sandal on the door cause you can suck Soc's dick!
[Voltaire]
Sacré bleu, Socrates! You're making things a little tense!
Come, let's blind these Chinese heinies with some shiny bright enlightenment!
[Socrates]
I'll not be taught camaraderie from a frog who rigged the lottery!
You make a mockery of ethics, so keep your fat nose in your coffee!
[Voltaire]
Let me be frank: don't start beef with the Frank
Who hangs with B. Franks, giving ladies beef franks!
The Eastern Philosophers:
[Sun Tzu]
I have turned them on themselves. Their chaos is our opportunity!
We must remember: a bowl is most useful when it is empty
[Sun Tzu]
(Ugh!) Laozi, I don't mean no disrespect
But you need to fill your bowl with some shit that makes some sense!
[Lao Tzu]
Oh, you don't wanna stand in the path of Lao Tzu today
I'll make you move, bitch. Get out the way!
[Confuscius]
Yo, where in the tradition of rap battles is it written
That two dudes on the same team should squabble like some clucking chickens?
[Sun Tzu]
Man, Confucius, you always try to put something in its place
Why don't you tell your eyebrows they need to fit better on your face?
[Confuscius]
Okay, I see. You wanna make it like that?
I'll smack that warmongering head out of your to-go box hat!
So here's the real golden rule: I'm way above you weak rookies
Confucius say, you can all hold these fortune cookies!
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