[Beethoven]
Uhh
Brrr
Yeah
Viennese gang
I'm about to smack a Bach up right now

I smell air on the G string, did you poop on the floor?
Oh, nah, it's just a pile of Bach's music scores
You worked so hard, wrote a thousand or more
Compositions but you still died baroque and poor

You're a wig-wearing creep, having sex with your cousin
Hey, put that cake down, you incestuous glutton!
If you weren't so busy composing
You'd realize your kids are decomposing

My music represents the height of all expression
Musical logic fused with raw emotion
You're music's old fashioned, lacks innovation
I started the Romantic revolution

Dunno how you can be so arrogant
Clearly Buxtehude had the bigger organ
When you died, your music was forgotten
If it weren't for Mendy, you'd still be irrelevant
[Bach]
Guess who's Bach
Bach again
J. S. Bach
Tell a friend

Imma raise a perfect counterpoint
You played the viola for some coin
You call that a fugue in "Ode to Joy?"
I think you completely miss the point

I'm the best composer in history
Master of polyphony, structure and tonality
I'm in a different league, you can't even touch me
Don't forget you wouldn't even be here without me

I heard you love playing my set of well-tempered
So how come you're still fuguen' short-tempered?
The answer to that, I may have just remembered
It's probably cus you couldn't get laid!

Your unrestrained musical emotions lack elegance
Your violent outburst reflects your own arrogance
Your compositions lack in sacred significance
You will never ever come close to my excellence!
I dunno why I'm even bothering roasting you
It's not like you can hear me anyway!
Fugue you!