rakim vs kool g rap

[yoda you can call me]

^will do brah

Good homie... I'll be on sum G. Rap & DJ Polo tomorrow... this thread brought that back.

yeah im gonna be digging up some old school shit also. i think we better let this thread get back to the op topic tho

[Francesco]

^will do brah

Good homie... I'll be on sum G. Rap & DJ Polo tomorrow... this thread brought that back.

yeah im gonna be digging up some old school shit also. i think we better let this thread get back to the op topic tho

Word... we actually made the thread hot to be honest tough.

[yoda you can call me]

lol true dat homie

[ronnie56]

also rakim got better albums then g rap imo

[ronnie56]

rakim is a much better lyricist then g rap imo

i can post verses were rakim technically shits all over g rap.

[ronnie56]

A lot of you probably have the 8MST but this song is too sick:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2DC0djnkSno

"Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto
On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero
And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal
The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world"

His flow/rhymes/delivery on this song>>>

yeah that shit was ridiculous imagine the album that would have came out aftermath between him and dr.dre

[classthe_king]

Kool G Rap said fuck Rakim ya dig

Welcome to my world, danger and hazards
Gang of bastards, bangin they ratchets
King and the Jacker, slangin in traffic
Claimin they cabbage, obtain half, they aimin for stackage
Get brains from the addict, keep blingin with karats
Cops see me in Maddox, then let ya dame have it, flames to the attic
The stains on ya fabric, the paint in the graphic
Canibus and G Rap, bangin a classic

[ronnie56]

Kool G Rap said fuck Rakim ya dig

Welcome to my world, danger and hazards
Gang of bastards, bangin they ratchets
King and the Jacker, slangin in traffic
Claimin they cabbage, obtain half, they aimin for stackage
Get brains from the addict, keep blingin with karats
Cops see me in Maddox, then let ya dame have it, flames to the attic
The stains on ya fabric, the paint in the graphic
Canibus and G Rap, bangin a classic

and rakim said fuck u too gap also

This is a lifetime mission, vision of prison
Aight listen
In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist
Am I Eternal? Or an eternalist?
I'm about to flow long as I can possibly go
Keep ya movin cause the crowd said so
Dance - cuts rip ya pants
Eric B on the blades, bleedin to death - call the ambulance
Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze
A magnum as a microphone murderin' MC's
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote.

[classthe_king]

Kool G Rap is pissing on Rakim records rn

You know the Don's armed with sixteen
And I do harm for this big cream, the whips and the carriage
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, slipping the fabrics
Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hitting the hazards
Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, gotta have it
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at slip for the rabbit
Trick only lick dick status to get cabbage
She get lathered to the dick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, put the Llama to your appendix
And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
This where the buck stops, fuck props
Buck shots at the top money, what the fuck you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't touching the block?
Still real, busting the Glock
Put up and you can see it (blaow) what up now?

[ronnie56]

Kool G Rap is pissing on Rakim records rn

You know the Don's armed with sixteen
And I do harm for this big cream, the whips and the carriage
Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, slipping the fabrics
Pull up wit some big shit, lieutenant shit, hitting the hazards
Spot a bitch wit that Cris habit, gotta have it
Fuck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage
Roll where the clubs at slip for the rabbit
Trick only lick dick status to get cabbage
She get lathered to the dick baptist
Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance
It's drama to the finish, put the Llama to your appendix
And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (nigga)
This where the buck stops, fuck props
Buck shots at the top money, what the fuck you forgot?
Thought I was done and wasn't touching the block?
Still real, busting the Glock
Put up and you can see it (blaow) what up now?

rakim rhymes alot more syllables per bar man those verses u post are just average compared to rakim.

I can get iller than 'Nam, a killin bomb
But no alarm - Rakim will remain calm
Self-esteem make me super superb and supreme
But for a microphone still I fiend
This was a tape I wasn't supposed to break
I was supposed to wait, but let's motivate
I want to see who can keep followin and swallowin
Takin the making, bitin it and borrowin
Brothers tried and others died to get the formula
But I'ma let ya sweat - you still ain't warm
You a step away from frozen, stiff as if ya posin
Dig into my brain as the rhyme gets chosen
So follow me and were ya thinkin' you were first?
Let's travel at magnificent speeds around the Universe
What could ya say as the Earth gets further and further away
Planets are small as balls of clay
Astray into the Milky Way - world's outasight
Far as the eye can see - not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As ya stare in the darkness, ya knowledge is took!
So keep starin soon ya suddenly see a star
You better follow it cause it's the R
This is a lesson if ya guessin and if ya borrowin
Hurry hurry step right up and keep followin
The Leader

[classthe_king]

Rakim has never rhymed as much as this verse kool g rap makes rakim look like lil wayne

Doing niggas like vandalism, about to catch an aneurism, from my hammer’s rhythm
Nigga damn who isn’t, while I just copped a brand new prism
No money bitch but I grant you jism
Street smarts buck sparks if I see marks on the grams you give em
Real nigga bitch will glance you with him
Long story to short, I’m like fuck if I die poor in New York
When OG with OZs with 40 to snort
From things I lust, blinged up, like King Tut bang all the sluts
Blow no chips, pay off hookers and strangle ya bucks
Niggas spaz .44 Mag to mangle his guts
Only going to jail chained up ankle and up
Face mask on like Hannibal Lecter
My part of Queens the animal scepter
You can’t handle the pressure, keep standing there, hand on ya pecker
End up a tagged foot in forensic van bein' inspected nigga

[ronnie56]

Rakim has never rhymed as much as this verse kool g rap makes rakim look like lil wayne

Doing niggas like vandalism, about to catch an aneurism, from my hammer’s rhythm
Nigga damn who isn’t, while I just copped a brand new prism
No money bitch but I grant you jism
Street smarts buck sparks if I see marks on the grams you give em
Real nigga bitch will glance you with him
Long story to short, I’m like fuck if I die poor in New York
When OG with OZs with 40 to snort
From things I lust, blinged up, like King Tut bang all the sluts
Blow no chips, pay off hookers and strangle ya bucks
Niggas spaz .44 Mag to mangle his guts
Only going to jail chained up ankle and up
Face mask on like Hannibal Lecter
My part of Queens the animal scepter
You can’t handle the pressure, keep standing there, hand on ya pecker
End up a tagged foot in forensic van bein' inspected nigga

A furified freestyle, lyrics of fury
My third eye makes me shine like jewelry
You're just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
I'll be here when it fade to watch you flip like a renegade
I can't wait to break and eliminate
On every traitor or snake - so stay awake
and follow and follow, because the tempo's a trail
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail
I'm Rakim the Fiend of a Microphone
I'm not HIM, so leave my mic alone
Soon as the beat is felt, I'm ready to go
So fasten your seatbelt, cause I'm about to flow
No need to speed slow down to let the leader lead
Word to daddy, indeed!
The R's a rollin stone, so I'm rollin
Directions is told, then the rhymes are stolen
Stop buggin', a brother said, dig em, I never dug 'em
He couldn't follow the leader long enough so I drug 'em
into danger zone, he should arrange his own
Face it, it's basic, erase it, change ya tone
There's one R in the alphabet
It's a one-letter word and it's about to get
More complex from one rhyme to the next
Eric B be easy on the flex
I've been from state to state, followers tailgate
Keep comin but you came too late, but I'll wait
So back up, regroup, get a grip, come equipped
You're the next contestant - clap ya hands, you won a trip!
The price is right - don't make a deal too soon
How many notes could you name this tune?
Follow the Leader is the title, theme, task
Now ya know, you don't have to ask
Rap is Rhythm And Poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might catch up if you follow the records E. wrecks
Until then keep eatin and swallowin
You better take a deep breath and keep followin
The leader.

[classthe_king]

That verse sucks

Yo When the gats reveal
You cats get peeled and that's the deal
Fuck a bitch-ass that switch fast niggas that lack the real
When the slugs burst
G.Rap be aiming at your mug first
Niggas is blood thirst
We'll see who get plugged worst
We dug earth
The place you put the nickel-plate is to your facial
Bullets ain't racial kid the only hate you
My nine will seem like it's a time machine B.C. date you
Jacking you more than ripper
My fifth's an organ shifter
The human organism lifter
You'll be hearing organs
If ya leaving orphans, If ya
Let these fours hit ya where the law split ya
A fork pitcher
To bump heads with those that dump lead
Accurate shot in back of your knot
Leave you one dead G.Rap,Havoc and Prodigy
Let's put these bitch niggas where bodies be dun
Yo if it gotta be,it gotta be

[ronnie56]

Rakim has never rhymed as much as this verse kool g rap makes rakim look like lil wayne

Woah there let's not get outta control. I want to chime in on this and post some verses but I won't be able to until tomorrow. Withhold lil wayne statements until I can post some shit haha. Ronnie don't let down the GodMC in the mean time

this is nothing stay wide because imo rakim rhymes more syllables then g rap per bar

the "R" is in the house-too much tension!
Make sure the system's loud when I mention
Phrases that's fearsome...
You want to hear some sounds that not only pounds but please your eardrums;
I sit back and observe the whole scenery,
then nonchalantly tell you what it mean to me,
strictly business I'm quickly in this mood,
and I don't care if the whole crowd's a witness!
I'm a tear you apart but I'm a spare you a heart,
program into the speed of the rhyme, prepare to start,
rhythm's out of the radius, insane as the craziest
musical madness MC ever made, see it's
now an emergency, open-heart surgery...
open your mind, you will find every word'll be
furier than ever, I remain the furture,
battle's tempting...whatever suits ya!
For words the sentence, there's no resemblance,
you think you're ruffer, then suffer the consequences!
I'm never dying-terrifying results,
I wake ya with hundreds of thousands of volts,
mic-to-mouth resuscitation, rhythm with radiation,
novicane ease the pain it might save him,
if not, Eric B.'s the judge, the crowd's the jury...
How do I plead to homicide?
Lyrics of Fury!

[classthe_king]

I heard Kool G Rap ghost writes Rakim using throwaway verses because Rakim is that inferior to Kool G Rap

Yo, from the spot to the cellblocks
Hot as hell blocks where shells pop
Where they sell rock to cop the SL drop
Hood bitches in nail shops; no good snitches that tell cops
People find bodies in lobbies, you can smell shots
Niggaz turn stale on the Rock until they bail drop
New York livin, got a nigga four-fifth limpin
Send you as a gift to the mortician
if you forfeit livin - my fortune is forbidden
I say it one time before spittin
then I leave your forehead drippin
I laid low then came back for more bread grippin
More thread flippin
More head from chickens, it's time to turn the ape loose
Bust out the cage and let the gauge loose
Blow the feathers out of your Nordface goose
It's G. Rap comin back with a click of brave troops
Have y'all niggaz runnin for homebase like Babe Ruth
Have you holdin holes in your body like you play flute
Lay you down til you get found up in the sprayed Coupe
Prepare for the takeover - give you the face makeover
the seedier row and sheet draped over
Be found on the block with the street taped over
or comin out of deep coma, your speech made slower
Corona Queens shakedown; I'm comin with the nickel-plate pound
to trade rounds with all you fake clowns get down in the unsafe town
Lacin it down, black guerilla fams kid we takin the crown
ya heard?