TypeRight - Dopest Poets Lyrics

I'm payin' homage to the dopest of poets
To the oldest and brokest
To those who wrote and spoke of the oceans
From the Greeks to the Romans
To the Yanks and the red coats and
All of those who time has kept frozen

Homer took me on an Odyssey Plato brought me philosophy
Aesop taught me how to behave properly
Geography was invented by Eratosthenes
My wariness of hubris derived from Sophocles

One mid summer night I dreamt of a time
In a quiet Hamlet where they only spoke in a rhyme
Playing Othello against Macbeth he kept bluffing
And when he won he made much ado about nothing

Like Sam Taylor Coleridge smoking opium
I rhyme like an ancient Mariner stepping up to the podium
Drop lyrical ballads, and what are my words worth?
First verse the prelude to the Earth's thirst

For the dark, sick twisted and cravin
So dark it's got edgar Allen Poe ravin
For a tiger burning bright in the night, I might take
The fruit from the poison tree of Bill Blake

I met William's butler yeats, and he met his fate
Guarding those he didn't love and fighting those he didn't hate
So I will arise and go now, for the day is done
Take the Longfellow bridge back to where it all begun

Boston - I Thoreau and skip rocks on the pond
Cold frozen frost force you to abscond
Via the road less traveled, lined with Hawthorns
And the thread gets raveled so maybe just hop on

I'm payin' homage to the dopest of poets
To the oldest and brokest
To those who wrote and spoke of the oceans
From the Greeks to the Romans
To the Yanks and the red coats and
All of those who time has kept frozen

Took a trip around the states checkin all of greats
Started at home where Guru and a crew Kreates
Learned Terminology from Big Shug and Gangstarr
Akrobatiks got me Mr Lifted cause I Slaine bars

Can't forget the illest of Canadian hip hop
Got Swollen Members from all of the work in the Sweatshop
The k-os of Moka Only telling me it's raw baloney
Classified walking in the Shad-ows I'm the one and only

Took a stop in Minnesota, gave me an Eyedea
Blueprint to an Illmind and Atmosphere
My Brother Ali told me of these Unknown Prophets
Were POS's and they were liable to start shit

On to Seattle browsing the Common Market
Went to Blue School, Chicharones in the apartment
Sol good though it's Dark Time Sunshine
Sadistik Dymes Def dropping with one line

South to the bay interpret Hieroglyphics
Lyrics born on Planet Asia from Souls of Mischief
Mackin with Dre as we ride on by
My oh my it seems I've opened Zion's eye

Skip over AZ back to NYC
Seat Awon I like Talib Kwelity
Roll big Ls and tell Big Puns
Pop Chaundon most def i think I'm done

I'm payin' homage to the dopest of poets
To the oldest and brokest
To those who wrote and spoke of the oceans
From the Greeks to the Romans
To the Yanks and the red coats and
All of those who time has kept frozen

I take time to put together clever reverence
For poetic presidents who came before
Who took the glass ceiling and made it the floor
The first in a long line making rich from poor
They worked so hard to pave this road
The streets now paved with gold
As we grow old, and time takes its toll
We can learn from them and one day maybe play they role