It’s Iago, straight outta Chicago
Comin’ for your head like I’m a punch of Ivan Drago
Virtuous Venetian, see me leavin’ heathens hollow
And I’ll cut myself a path like I’m the river Colorado
Or Apollo with the snake, watch em wallow in my wake
The day I meet my fate is when I see Othello break
Venice got no time for all these wimpy lots of heroes
So I’m workin’ with the one and only simpy Roderigo
Really, he is workin’ for me, helpin’ my pursuit of glory
Better get under umbrellas, see the sky is gettin’ stormy
Could’ve been avoided but he had to go ignore me
So I’m sharpenin’ my sword, I gotta get to gettin’ gory
See, my story will begin with my aforementioned friend
I’ma send him to her dad, maybe he can spell their end:
“Pockets deep as yours, they’ll do nothin’ to indict you
Go and tell her dad about the ram tuppin’ his white ewe”