Ice Cube>Em

[ShadyMathers]

Seriously, name one Em line or verse that tops all this:

"God damn, another fuckin payback with a twist
Them motherfuckers shot but the punks missed
Ice Cube is out-gunned, what is the outcome?
Will they do me like Malcolm?
Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin - strong!
While, others +Run+ a +Hundred Miles+
But I never run, never will
Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin steel - BOOM!
Media try to do me
But I was a Boy-N-the-Hood before the movie, yeah
Call me *****, bigger than a spook
But you the one that voted for Duke, motherfucker
White man, is somethin I tried to study
But I got my hands bloody, yeah
They said I could sing like a Jaybird
But *****, don't say the J-word
I thought they was buggin
cause to us Uncle Sam, is Hitler without an oven
Burnin our black skin
Buy my neighborhood - then push the crack in
Doin us wrong from the first day
And don't understand why a ***** got an AK
Callin me an African-American
like everything is fair again, ****
Devil, you got to get the ***** right I'm black
Blacker than a trillion midnights
+Don't Believe the Hype+ was said in '88
by the great Chuck D, now they're tryin to fuck me
".. with +No Vaseline+
Just a match and a little bit of gasoline.." - HUH!
It's a great day for genocide (What's that?)
That's the day all the niggas died
They killed JFK in '63
So what the fuck you think they'll do to me?
But I'm the O.G. and I bust back (boom boom)
Bust back (Boom boom!) peel a cap (BOOM BOOM!)
Gimme room in the fire of the sun
Here the mack come, here the black come, watch Jack run!
Motherfuckers can't gank me
fuck a devil, fuck a rebel, and a yankee
Overrun and put the Presidency
After needin that, I'm down wit O.P.P., yeah
I met Farrakhan and had dinner
And you ask if I'm a five-percenter, well...
No, but I go where the brothers go
Down with Compton Mosque, Number 54
Made a little dough, still got a sister on my elbow
Did Ice Cube sell out? You say, "Hell no!"
A black woman is my manager, not in the kitchen
So could you please stop fuckin?"

"Picture a nigga that's raw
amplifiy his ass and whats seen is whats saw
Muthafukkas I slaughter, blow em out the water
Word to me..fukk the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a handgrenade
5 seconds, before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker scattered, it'll make ya throw up
Then I take advantage, you can't manage
To get up, all you can do is sit up, and get lit up
Hit up, Ice Cube tearing shyt up
Like a dude you can bet on
Collide like a head on
Collision, stutter steppin is an incision
Of a nigga saying exactly what I vision
Because I'm gone, you think I left you all
But I stay on yo' ass like cholesterol
When I blast some solid ass alcatraz
And if you escape, you better swim fast
'Cause I'll catch ya, physically and mentally
And the capital punishment's the penalty
Sitting in the electric chair, grab a hold
Pull the switch, yo' body twitch, your eye's explode
Out your skull 'cause being dull on a flow
Is an N-O, niggas didn't know that I can go
Off and show off to throw off the law
Turn, take 10 paces then draw
What's left is a muthafukka dead in the alley
Ice Cube is the shyt on the grand finale"

"After 9/11 *****s got patriotic
on 9/12 i was like fuck it ***** blaze the chronic"

"So Imma pull a fuckin Jeffry Dahmer
Now he's suicidal, just like Nirvana."

"So what they do go and ban the AK?
My shit wasn't registered any fukcing way
So you better duck away run and hide out
When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out
Cause I'm about to fuck up the program
Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham
When I'm shooting let's see who drop
The police the media and suckers that went pop"

"Why more niggas in the pen than in college?
Now cause of that line I might be your cellmate
That's from the nigga ya love to hate"

"Now I change my style up, my style up,bodies pile up
just to trouble you, throwin out the W
sent me a subpoena
cause I kill more crackas then Bosnia, Herze - govina"

"You don't like the face of the original man
But you gotta treat me like an individual man
Talk right and I'll talk right back
Show some goddamn respect to the black"

"Bustin caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six"

"First they get behind my ride,
Then they switch lanes to the left side,
I'm scopin out the one smokin endo,
Comin up fast rollin down his window,
He threw up a sign,
I put away my nine,
Fool cause I'm colorblind"

"And mister rogers is gettin mighty jealous
Of the cash that the pigs were makin
Time for the pigs to get turned to bacon
Cause mister rogers found out quick
That humpty dumpty was blown to bits
They said that the motherfuckkin wolf was next
So mister rogers better watch his step
So he let the wolf know
We're gonna fuck up the pigs, and take their ho"

"Halfway dead
No respect and handcuffed to the bed
Now the trauma starts
Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart
So I begin the ass kissin
Just to get looked at by an overworked physician
Got the chills, but my temperatures 103
Only got a band-aid and an iv
That's when I start cussin
Police steady askin me who did the bustin"

"On the bumper get the pussy then I dump her
Took her to the comfort inn
Tucked her in
Pulled out the third leg pumped it in
She said will you call me
Yeah I'll call you a b!tch or a hoe after I ball ya"

"Yo, I respect the respectable
If your girl is all on my d!ck, check the hoe
Say, "yeah that nigga he can rap fly
But you know, stars are up in the sky"
Cause all I got is hard dick, and bubblegum
Just ran out my last stick is where I'm comin from"

"Found an empty can of old gold
came around and put my ass in a choke hold
Fucked around and broke my pager
then they hit a nigga with the tazer
the motherfuckking pigs were tryin to hurt me
I fell to the floor and yelled lord have mercy
Then they hit me in the face ya'll
but to them it ain't nuttin but (a friendly game of base ball)"

"Sometimes I believe the hype, man
We're messin' up ourselves and blame the white man
But don't point the finger you jiggaboo
Take a look at yourself ya dumb n!gga you
Pretty soon hip-hop won't be so nice
No ice cube, just vannilla ice
And y'all sit and scream and cus
But there's no one ta blame- but us"

"Tonite the crew gonna have a little fun
I went home and cut the barrel off my shotgun
It's gettin' critical - I start the five point o
There they go - drive real slow
I yelled out 'ice cube sucka'
Shot gun hit - and murder mutahfuckers
I told you last album, when I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off"

"Now clearin em out meant casualties
Still had the l.a. mentality
Bust a cap, and out of there in a hurry
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin in the valley
Triple the profit makin more than I did in cali"

"I bumped this hoe on the danceflo'
Where you wanna go? She said, "I don't know"
I thought I had a treat in the passenger seat
Now her ass wanna get somethin to eat
From where? She said, "Denny's I figure"
I said hell naw cause they don't like niggas"

"Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashing those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the morning got the fat burger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read Ice Cube's a pimp
Drunk as hell but no throwing up
Half way home and my pager still blowing up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day."

"You got to deal with the Crips and Bloods by hand G
Plus the Black Guerilla family
And the white pride don't like Northside
And it's a riot if any more niggas die
No parole or probation
Now this is a young man's summer vacation
No chance for rehabilitation
Cause look at the motherfuckin years that I'm facin
I'ma end it like this cause you know what's up
My life is fucked"

"Now you wanna get me
Horny little must be a F-A-G
Tryin to fuck me out my land and my manhood
Got broke eating Spam and canned goods
Locking down on my neighborhoods
Treat me less than a man cause right now you got the upper hand
But my ass is a virgin
You mignt have fucked the Indians
but you can't surgeon me
And when I'm on top I wont be fuckin ya
I'd rather put a buck in ya
Cause I hate the devil with a passion
and when I see the whites of his eyes I start blastin
Dig a hole and throw his ass in
And I won't be happy til I'm down to my last ten
Get his fuckin pitchfork
Tie him up, and then feed the ***** pork
Little devil wanna fuck me out my pay
But horny little devil true niggas aren't gay
And you can't play with my Yo-Yo
and definitely can't play with me you fuckin homo
Cause we'll blow your head off
And turn that white sheet into a red cloth
Plus when they're all dead
I can quit that jheri juice and get a bald head
Then let it nap up
Go down to the corner store and beat the Jap up
Clean all the crap up
out my city
Now the whole block look shitty
Put his dick on a wood block
Swing swing swing, and chop chop chop
Now who's the next to nut
Color Me Badd, but you can't sex me up
So don't even try to put a **** in a die
Because this is what why in 1991 I'ma get my gun
Put an end to the devil, so get a fucking shovel"

"Ya need ya ass whooped coz its outta this Earth;
Cant get a 10-piece, need a dollar fifty’s worth.
Knucklehead *****, you turned into a crook;
But swear up and down, boy, that you ain’t hooked.
You beat ya friend up and you whooped his ass long;
Coz he hit the pipe till the rock was all gone!
You robbin’ and stealin', bugging and illin';
While the dopeman's dealing.
What is killin' your pain? Cocaine? This ****'s insane"

"I'm the illest
Wanna kill this house ***** Don Cornelius
Can you feel this?
You punk *****s make me sick
Suckin on the devil's ****
Scared of revolution
Need to start deuchin
Houston is the place
I caught a case
Them mother****ers tried to put a scar on my face"

"When shit get boring, I jump in some foreign
Explorin through my neighborhood, All to the good
Ain't the finest order riches
Still got ordinary bitches to jehovah's witness
Tryin to get wit this
Know I got the green thumb, Hustler you never seen one
Extreme fun, Wit this mean one
But you'll never get none fuckin wit them broke hoes
Pinnochios, fuck around and get a broke nose
That's ya fate when we congregate
It's the great writer, Exponium big spider
Tighter than virgin cots, At the mall like dispurge a lot
Like these niggas servin rocks
But I'm servin rhymes, Two cds at a time
Like it's weight, Ice Cube the great"

[Jay-19]

"FAAAAAAAACK! FAAAAAAAAAACK! FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"





I rest my case.

[Slim Zaddy]

Dude im a pretty big Cube fan but even im not gunna kid myself that way. Cube does a diffrent style of Hip Hop and is a Legend without question. He has just as many classics and hits with in Hip hop as Eminem does, but when has Cube made a track like Stan? Lose yourself? Something that really branched out and reached so many people? Something as creative as that? He hasnt. Cube is hugely underated on the lyrical side because he makes hes rhymes actually sound really simplistic even when he does a verse of multies so he gets brushed aside by many but he does have that skill. Cube is def the best at what he does though IMO and Gangsta rap would be dead without him because the way he fuses political views/world troubles/street tales into his songs.

So to summirise both are great at what they do but overall i dont think Cube beats Em....Unless we are judging there last albums

i guess you had covered the whole thing here killa .. as said they both hve different styles , nd they both are big in hip hop but there is one bigger from the other which in this case i'm talking about eminem ,, man you can't jus say that ice cube is better than eminem cuz it's sound ridiculous .. eminem songs touch hearts , has meaning , lyrically dope , everything is better than ice cube , even if go and ask ice cube i'm pretty sure that he will admit that eminem is much better than him without any doubt ,other things has been discussed by my friend killa ..

[Ev1L GeniuS]

Im not gonna read all that
but here you go :

Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Everytime I go to get up, I just fall in pits
My life's like one great big ball of shit
If I could just put it all into all I spit
Instead of always trying to swallow it
Instead of staring at this wall and shit
While I sit, writer's block, sick of all this shit
Can't call it shit, all I know is I'm about to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of mom’s alcoholic fists
This is it, last straw, that’s all, that’s it
I ain't dealing with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it building up
Blow this building up, I’ve been sealed enough
My cup runneth over, I done filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
Well I'm-a show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don’t feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Peel the Dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps, yeah, I'm-a make your hair sit up
Yeah sit up, I'm-a tell you who I be
I'm-a make you hate me, 'cause you ain't me
You ain't, it ain't too late to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever finds me's gonna get a finder's fee
Out this world, ain't no one out they mind as me
You need peace of mind? Here’s a piece of mine
All I need’s a line,
but sometimes I don’t always find the words to rhyme
to express how I'm really feeling at that time, yea
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
it's just sometimes, it’s always me
How dark can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one, two, then half past three
This half-assed rhyme, with this half-assed piece of paper,
I'm desperate at my desk
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest again
Stuck in a slump, can't think of nothing
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes something
Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin' now, thought I figured it out
ball’s in my court, but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid, why am I a slave to this trade?
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up
Want me to flip it, I can rip it any style you want
I'm-a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'm-a sit it here 'til I get enough of me to finally hit
a fucking boiling point, put some oil on your joints,
flip the coin bitch, come get destroyed,
an MC's worst dream, I make 'em tense,
they hate me, see me and shake like a chain-linked fence,
by the looks of 'em you would swear that jaws was comin',
by the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin' someone,
by the way they running, you would swear the law was comin',
It's now or never, and tonight it's all or nothing,
Mama, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
he pinky promised, I don't think he's honest,
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
fuck this clock, I'm-a make 'em eat this watch,
Don't believe me? Watch, I'm-a win this race,
and I'm-a come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch!
I found my niche, you gonna hear my voice,
'til you're sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice,
if I gotta scream till I have half a lung,
if I have half a chance I'll grab it, Rabbit Run...

look at the multy/complix rhymes in this song lol..

Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
Great then I falls, my insides crawl
and I clam up (wham) I just slam shut
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
just been stripped, I have just been vicked
So I must then get off the bus then split
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

[Eminem]
I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
To the same plant, and the same pants
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet
It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best
And I try, sit alone and I cry
Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God
Please don't let me pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits
It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
of authenticity, you'd never even see
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
Who must I show, to bust my flow
Where must I go, who must I know
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit
I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
At the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
And it's cold, tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
is pity from no one, the city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each on of my friends
It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
what I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
Then I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road

[Arabian Shady]

:flower: One big misunderstanding i guess... And if Eminem ever did do a movie about him loving his Mom i'd shit my pants

like you , so would a million other stans, lmao!

[gladimnotsoluble]

I just don't see anything complex in Ice Cube's rhyming.

[Tash8]

Im not gonna read all that
but here you go :

Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Everytime I go to get up, I just fall in pits
My life's like one great big ball of shit
If I could just put it all into all I spit
Instead of always trying to swallow it
Instead of staring at this wall and shit
While I sit, writer's block, sick of all this shit
Can't call it shit, all I know is I'm about to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of mom’s alcoholic fists
This is it, last straw, that’s all, that’s it
I ain't dealing with another fuckin' politic
I'm like a skillet bubbling until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it building up
Blow this building up, I’ve been sealed enough
My cup runneth over, I done filled it up,
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
Well I'm-a show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don’t feel it, then it must be too real to touch
Peel the Dutch, I'm about to tear shit up
Goosebumps, yeah, I'm-a make your hair sit up
Yeah sit up, I'm-a tell you who I be
I'm-a make you hate me, 'cause you ain't me
You ain't, it ain't too late to finally see
What you closed-minded fucks were too blind to see
Whoever finds me's gonna get a finder's fee
Out this world, ain't no one out they mind as me
You need peace of mind? Here’s a piece of mine
All I need’s a line,
but sometimes I don’t always find the words to rhyme
to express how I'm really feeling at that time, yea
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
it's just sometimes, it’s always me
How dark can these hallways be?
The clock strikes midnight, one, two, then half past three
This half-assed rhyme, with this half-assed piece of paper,
I'm desperate at my desk
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest again
Stuck in a slump, can't think of nothing
Fuck I'm stumped, but wait, here comes something
Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out, new pad,
crinkle it up and throw the shit out
I'm fizzlin' now, thought I figured it out
ball’s in my court, but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid, why am I a slave to this trade?
Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rile you up
Want me to flip it, I can rip it any style you want
I'm-a switch hitter bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'm-a sit it here 'til I get enough of me to finally hit
a fucking boiling point, put some oil on your joints,
flip the coin bitch, come get destroyed,
an MC's worst dream, I make 'em tense,
they hate me, see me and shake like a chain-linked fence,
by the looks of 'em you would swear that jaws was comin',
by the screams of 'em, you would swear I'm sawin' someone,
by the way they running, you would swear the law was comin',
It's now or never, and tonight it's all or nothing,
Mama, Jimmy keeps leaving on us, he said he'd be back,
he pinky promised, I don't think he's honest,
I'll be back baby, I just gotta beat this clock
fuck this clock, I'm-a make 'em eat this watch,
Don't believe me? Watch, I'm-a win this race,
and I'm-a come back and rub my shit in your face, bitch!
I found my niche, you gonna hear my voice,
'til you're sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice,
if I gotta scream till I have half a lung,
if I have half a chance I'll grab it, Rabbit Run...

hold up, now it's better.

couldn't bother to do the rest, but u get hte idea.

[Ev1L GeniuS]

umm white background , how can i do that
tnx tash!

[<Stiiccy>]

tho i do like Cube...hes way to different from eminem...but what i can't understand is a guy named "shadymathers" started this arguement...wtf lol

[grabdat]

HE'S A RACIST NIGGER

[<Stiiccy>]

HE'S A RACIST *****

who is

[grabdat]

ice cube.

[James R.]

HE'S A RACIST *****

And how doesn't that statement make your an ignorant cunt? I mean seeing as how there's only 3 words (that I know of) that get blanked out and I'm assuming it wasn't wiigga, wiiggle

Eminem > Cube because he's more versatile to me. You don't see Cube dropping Stan and Kim and coming up with some of those extra creative lines, but that's not his style. I think they're both amazing, and I think they're both in COMPLETELY different categories and should never be compared.

[gladimnotsoluble]

^ James for the major win.

[Darkblade44431]

The rhymes at the end aren't all that matters -_-
Look at EACH line..