Porcia (gens)

Porcius, feminine Porcia, masculine plural Porcii, was the name (nomen) of the gens Porcia, who apparently originated in Tusculum.

During the Roman Republic, the three branches of the gens were distinguished by the cognomina Laeca, Licinus, and Cato. The most illustrious were the Catones, especially the men known in the modern era as Cato the Elder and Cato the Younger.

During the Imperial era, the cognomina Festus, Latro, and Septimus are also found as branches of the Porcii.

Porcii of the Republic

Catones

  • Marcus Porcius Cato (Cato the Elder) - statesman, including consul (195 BC), proposed Lex Porcia (II).
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    Wretched

    by: Paris

    Again I start this but I'll add a new twist
    So the masses can't resist
    The message brought by a Panther strictly
    To relieve the disease of the sickly
    So long your mind's been trapped
    Slave, 'cause you're shamed to be black
    Ignorant of the purpose of the plan
    To keep the black man down under
    So I'll address y'all this time
    Make a statement that's on my mind
    Brothers scared of revolution should be
    Thinkin' of the way that we could be
    Miss blue eyes, how'd you do that?
    Tried to put him in but the skin is still black
    Thinkin' of a way to escape the darkness
    See the weave and indeed I start this off
    Black is black is black is black off
    Black is black is black is black
    S E D I T I O N
    In the mood of the move I'm showin'
    See the way the clinches have been torn
    Cold spittin' facts to the miracle Earth born
    So what's your next move, black?
    Go to school or maybe join a frat
    Still you seem lost, the mind is brainwashed
    It can't be good 'cause your mind's the cost
    So flip on your Young MC
    Or Jazzy Jeff or whatever the case be
    Mindless music for the masses makes ya
    Think less of the one that hates ya
    Then trained to respect the game
    And you turn your back on a black with the same claim
    Oh, blessed but you guess they mean less
    Because another brother can't afford to dress
    The way you do but who said you're all that?
    Made a little money, now your skin ain't black?
    C'mon I don't think your shit don't stink
    You can't run from the one whose primal instinct
    Is to fought the words I taught ya
    Thought you moved quick but I just caught ya
    Now you try to say that you don't remember me
    I'm P-Dog from the B.P. posse
    Or a mob, that's known as Scarface
    Pro-black and some think pro-hate
    But in fact it's a call for unity
    Heed the plea of weak we're soon to be
    Move, start this
    Black is black is black is black
    Enter the dark side
    Black is black is black is black
    Yeah, funky
    Dance
    Now who did you think that you were steppin' to
    Once your job came through
    Don't get big, 'cause I caught your accent
    Shoulda been real but you wanted mass appeal
    Next time you might think of this
    Might remember why I'm above this
    But for now, my brother, I'll say




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