eminem vs makaveli lyrically speaking

[pointproven214]

i got pac he my favorite imo.


'cause would it be LA without Mexicans?
Black love brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshyt
Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK
Automatics rang free, nikkas lost they way
Gang signs being showed, nikka love your hood
But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at?
nikkas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this motherfukker perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn
Got them Watts nikkas with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me
Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too
Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fly, to live and die in LA
(Let my angel sing)

 

[BlackDiBiase]

bro no one will tell you this but you are not well you are here because you clearly know this and also you have no idea what lyrical/rhyme schemes/ or what any of that shyt means.

Pac >>> Em tho.

also drop a quick 16 off the top just a throw away keystyle, to see if you even got a scooby doo about rap.

 

[Da_Eggman]

Well this might not be popular but straight up Em is better

It just is what it is

Pac was a great songwriter and could rap for hours but I feel if we talking skills like in a battle....Em would eat him up

This is as close to a perfect verse as there is

"Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
usin his music to steer it sharin his views in his marriage
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a motherfukkin drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
You fukkin do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*}
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the"