Better Rapper Vol. 104: Notorious BIG vs Ice Cube

[DOPEdweebz]

not fair because adults chat in here. Biggie was great. But Cube is the imbodiment of black people. a nigga. from the hood. did he grow up poor? why does it matter if gangsta shit was his environment?

Cube taught us. Us meaning, my lil generation.65-80. if u were born inbetween those years, cube had your ear. He was the hardest rapper from 87-95. Cube taught us about the ills of dope. bitches. the police. Cube turned nation of islam, and stuck it to the system. He put out a diss song so hard, niggaz aint even want it with him no more. Snoop tried to keep it going but Dre was like nawl, let that nigga live. Eazy aint say shit. that was respect.

Biggie was just a rapper. a nigga. a street hood. he wanted to spit that slick shit, get paid, and fuck bitches while having his cake and eating it too. in retrospect, the nigga was sloopy. we should not know about all his side pieces. he was a young dude. a disciple of cube. Like Nas.

I dont like this song, but this song is this thread.

Ice Cube-Child Support

All i ask for was the better rapper, not your emotional/psychological attachment to them, but well written nevertheless.

 

[blackgod813]

Biggie is average. He brought nothing to game that was game changing.

He is that nigga that went into his turtle shell when Pac came at his neck.

And that's the nigga y'all wanna stand behind.

It took other NY Artist to put on for the city against the West.

It could be Biggie vs Bruse Wane and you'd pick Bruse Wane.

He's A Biggie Hater!

Lol damn thats funny

 

[blackgod813]

Biggie vs Dr Suess this one is to easy.

Have u read doctor suess g shit he light years ahead of biggie as far as content an flow with a simple style yall fuck niggas just say shit to be cool go read that mans work HE a game changer why u think u know his name hater...

 

[5 Grand]

Biggie is better, but I like Ice Cube too.

^^^ Cosign this man's post

As far as rapping ability goes, nobody can outrap Big.

 

[kingblaze84]

Didn't Cube have ghostwriters?? Never heard that accusation about Biggie. Biggie has the better flow, the more memorable songs, best punchlines, and never made a bad rap song.

Biggie wins this one very easily.

 

[kingblaze84]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

This post basically answers the question. Ice Cube doesn't compare to Biggie when it comes to creativity. His songs, while great, don't match the dexterity and catchiness Biggie's tracks had, Ice Cube actually sounds very basic compared to Biggie. I say this as a Cube fan.

 

[kingblaze84]

Make a Poll Pac vs Big clueless whos gonna win

The poll has been done several times and I think 2pac usually wins.

 

[IceBergTaylor]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

"We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggas step up, we just macin them, placin' them

In funerals, criminals turn the vials

To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman

Y'all just portray men, we spray men

Opposition, competition

Another day in the life, of the Commission"

BIG spazzed the fuck out on Victory. I absolutely believe he was evolving into an even doper lyricist. 2 of the greatest verses ever in my opinion.

 

[Antwuan89]

Make a Poll Pac vs Big clueless whos gonna win

The poll has been done several times and I think 2pac usually wins.

I would have voted for The Notorious B.I.G. In that poll.

 

[kingblaze84]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

"We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggas step up, we just macin them, placin' them

In funerals, criminals turn the vials

To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman

Y'all just portray men, we spray men

Opposition, competition

Another day in the life, of the Commission"

BIG spazzed the fuck out on Victory. I absolutely believe he was evolving into an even doper lyricist. 2 of the greatest verses ever in my opinion.

That's the thing that really makes me sad when I think about Biggie's death. He was only getting better. I don't think he ever reached his full potential, it's crazy to imagine how good he could have been.

 

[kingblaze84]

Make a Poll Pac vs Big clueless whos gonna win

The poll has been done several times and I think 2pac usually wins.

I would have voted for The Notorious B.I.G. In that poll.

I wouldn't even be mad at that, I had Biggie better then Pac for a long time, till I heard Still I Rise.

I do admit Biggie may have had more potential then Pac, but only if he switched his subject matter up. Pac showed at an early age he could rap about anything, Biggie was a little limited in his subjects.

 

[illedout]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

"We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggas step up, we just macin them, placin' them

In funerals, criminals turn the vials

To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman

Y'all just portray men, we spray men

Opposition, competition

Another day in the life, of the Commission"

BIG spazzed the fuck out on Victory. I absolutely believe he was evolving into an even doper lyricist. 2 of the greatest verses ever in my opinion.

That's the thing that really makes me sad when I think about Biggie's death. He was only getting better. I don't think he ever reached his full potential, it's crazy to imagine how good he could have been.

I don't know if I like the direction Puff was trying to push Big in..

Big was a hardcore lyricist,

Puff wanted him to be commercial..

 

[kingblaze84]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

"We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggas step up, we just macin them, placin' them

In funerals, criminals turn the vials

To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman

Y'all just portray men, we spray men

Opposition, competition

Another day in the life, of the Commission"

BIG spazzed the fuck out on Victory. I absolutely believe he was evolving into an even doper lyricist. 2 of the greatest verses ever in my opinion.

That's the thing that really makes me sad when I think about Biggie's death. He was only getting better. I don't think he ever reached his full potential, it's crazy to imagine how good he could have been.

I don't know if I like the direction Puff was trying to push Big in..

Big was a hardcore lyricist,

Puff wanted him to be commercial..

I think Biggie would have resisted the moves to make him more commercial eventually. Biggie for an album or two would have been "commercial" or more of it, but off the strength of his strong ties and roots in Brooklyn, Biggie would have kept it lyrical overall. Think of who Biggie said influenced him, 2pac and Kool G Rap. If Biggie got too commercial, he would have thought about 2pac and Kool G Rap and made the move to become lyrical again.

 

[5 Grand]

Make a Poll Pac vs Big clueless whos gonna win

The poll has been done several times and I think 2pac usually wins.

I would have voted for The Notorious B.I.G. In that poll.

LOL @ getting nosigned because you would have voted for poll that never happened.

 

[Javon803]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

"We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggas step up, we just macin them, placin' them

In funerals, criminals turn the vials

To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman

Y'all just portray men, we spray men

Opposition, competition

Another day in the life, of the Commission"

BIG spazzed the fuck out on Victory. I absolutely believe he was evolving into an even doper lyricist. 2 of the greatest verses ever in my opinion.

That's the thing that really makes me sad when I think about Biggie's death. He was only getting better. I don't think he ever reached his full potential, it's crazy to imagine how good he could have been.

Yeah I feel the same way about pac if you listen to each album he was getting better

 

[5 Grand]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

"We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggas step up, we just macin them, placin' them

In funerals, criminals turn the vials

To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman

Y'all just portray men, we spray men

Opposition, competition

Another day in the life, of the Commission"

BIG spazzed the fuck out on Victory. I absolutely believe he was evolving into an even doper lyricist. 2 of the greatest verses ever in my opinion.

That's the thing that really makes me sad when I think about Biggie's death. He was only getting better. I don't think he ever reached his full potential, it's crazy to imagine how good he could have been.

Yeah I feel the same way about pac if you listen to each album he was getting better

Nah, I'd say Pac died at his peak. If you listen to his unreleased material he rhymes Hennessy with Enemy and Penitentiary. I actually think Makevelli would have been the perfect way to go out. He could have done without the posthumous albums (except for a few songs).

But yeah, I think Biggie was growing and getting better. His verses on The Benjamins and Victory are some of Hip Hop's illlest verses and they didn't even make the Life After Death album. Think over that.

 

[Trillaaaaaa]

When these threads ask who is the "better rapper" I literally always vote for who was a better emcee technically.

I put both these cats on the same level and category though. Both legends and both are mandatory for anyone who claims to be a hip hop head

 

[Javon803]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

"We got the shit mapped tight, brass knuckles and flashlights

The heaters in the two-seaters, with two miras

Senoritas, kiss rings when you meet us

P. Diddy run the city, show no pity

I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook'

Matty broke the neck of your coke connect

No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish

Shootouts for twenty minutes, until we finish

Then it's to the loot, escaped, in the Coupe

Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch'

Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him

Niggas step up, we just macin them, placin' them

In funerals, criminals turn the vials

To Brick City, nobody come off like P. Diddy

Business wise, I play men

Hide money on the Island Cayman

Y'all just portray men, we spray men

Opposition, competition

Another day in the life, of the Commission"

BIG spazzed the fuck out on Victory. I absolutely believe he was evolving into an even doper lyricist. 2 of the greatest verses ever in my opinion.

That's the thing that really makes me sad when I think about Biggie's death. He was only getting better. I don't think he ever reached his full potential, it's crazy to imagine how good he could have been.

Yeah I feel the same way about pac if you listen to each album he was getting better

Nah, I'd say Pac died at his peak. If you listen to his unreleased material he rhymes Hennessy with Enemy and Penitentiary. I actually think Makevelli would have been the perfect way to go out. He could have done without the posthumous albums (except for a few songs).

But yeah, I think Biggie was growing and getting better. His verses on The Benjamins and Victory are some of Hip Hop's illlest verses and they didn't even make the Life After Death album. Think over that.

Nah he definitely hadn't peaked in not really talking about lyrically though he I should have clarified that he was getting better as and artist and that's crazy to me being how good of a artist he already was but his subject matter was getting more deeper big was always the better lyricist though no denying that

 

[Mr.LV]

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, hit him when wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, raw nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

ONE of BIG's last verses and my favorites. Biggie would rap Circles,Triangles,Rectangles, and hexagons around Ice Cube.

 

[Built 4 cuban linx]

Nobody posted a verse yet from cube that's better than that victory verse. You niggas still living off that straight outta Compton hype. Now all of a sudden cubes the man, Foh