Nice Peter & EpicLLOYD - Sir Isaac Newton vs. Bill Nye lyrics

Sir Isaac Newton Of all the scientific minds in history They put Beaker in a bow tie up against me? I'm a master, I discovered gravity I drop rhymes like they're falling from an apple tree You're no match for me, you got a Bach degree I got a unit of force named after me You want a battle guy? That's a crazy notion When I start flowing, I stay in motion First Law! Did you catch that? Or did it go too fast to detect? Perhaps it'd be better if I added in a bleep or a bloop Or another wacky sound effect I was born on Christmas, I'm God's gift I unlocked the stars that you're dancing with You waste time debating creationists While I create the science you explain to kids Bill Nye Yes, it's true, what I used to do is teach kids science on my PBS show But now I do what I got to do to make sure scientific thought can grow And I'm still in my prime, hitting my stride What'd you do with the back half of your life? You freaked out, started counting coins for the bank And you sure didn't have no wife, ooh You wrote a book on gravity, but you couldn't attract no body Your work on orbits was exemplary, but your circle of friends was shoddy, oh You don't wanna mess with the guy, Bill Nye (Why?) I rap sharp like a needle in your eye, oh Stick to drinking that Mercury 'Cause I hypothesize that you're about to get beat Sir Isaac Newton Well, I conclude that your methods are the wackiest You wouldn't even pa** in one of my cla**es Every action has an equal and an opposite reaction Except for when we both start rapping I accelerated the mind of mankind to a higher plane of understanding And I can calculate the weight and the size And the shape of the shadow of the mind you're standing in And I will leave you with a page from a book I wrote at half of your age to rebut The integral sec y dy from zero to one-sixth of pi Is log to base e of the square root of three times the sixty-fourth power of what? Neil deGra**e Tyson Why don't you pick on a brain your own size? We got a bada** over here, plus I got your back, Nye Astrophysics black guy, Hayden Planetary fly By the way, the answer to your little calculation is "i" As in I put the swag back in science While Isaac Newton was lying and sticking daggers in Leibniz And hiding up inside his attic on some Harry Potter business The universe is infinite, but this battle is finished