"If you think Biggie is better than Ross you a clown. Biggie ain't top 20"

[Rekkapryde]

you mighta fukked up on this one @Loose


but it's really not THAT outlandish if we talkin albums.

 

[JYoung24]

This is nonsense. Considering Ross has one of the best rap catalogs in rap history and Jada is largely seen as a disappointment or underachiever.

Matter fact, when old head hip-hop people that love the genre and music speak about a standard of quality rap music, Ross name is always brought up. Dude is elite at his craft.

Im tired of hearing this myth about jadas discography he has a great underrated discography

 

[Sonic Boom of the South]

Some of Ready to Die sounds a bit dated but you can see even when Biggie was still using his old school Chubb Rock/King Tee flow that he was a much more imaginative/creative MC than Ross has ever shown to be. On Gimme The Loot he switches up his voice and plays two different characters on the track and on Suicidal Thoughts he expressed his macabre inner feelings of killing himself. And that was just on his first album. BIG showed alot of growth as an artist on the second album also. I really can't think of any Ross songs that shows the storytelling brilliance like Somebody's Gotta Die or I Got A Story To Tell. Ross' biggest flaw is his lack of subject matter and dexterity and he isn't quite as nice flow wise, or voice wise, as Biggie also. BIG was just so commanding on tracks. And we all know he is EASILY the most quoted rapper of all time and yes he only had two albums but let's not forget that he had countless guests spots and wrote a significant amount of verses for Junior Mafia, Lil Kim as a solo artist and others. So it's not like he was being lazy. And we also got to look at the MC talent of each rapper's contemporaries. I don't think too many will try to argue that Ross' contemporaries were as gifted rap wise as Biggie's and Biggie was still considered Top 2 or 3 rappers alive when he was alive. Ross has a much bigger catalog (of course...considering BIG's career was only a few years long) but I still can't see how he's a better artist.

I agree with you mostly
But for me Ross flow and Range greater

I def agree big had far superior contemporaries than Ross

It's weird cause big in my top 5
As a mc

Ross isn't

But I would pick Ross over big as an artist



I def understand if this sounds stupid so

I wouldn't argue my point

 

[Billy Ocean]

Im tired of hearing this myth about jadas discography he has a great underrated discography

BIG Jada fan here. His discography is VERY underwhelming. One of the most unspectacular discogs from a superior rapper in Hip Hop history. He really played himself when he named his last album Top 5 Dead or Alive and the shyt was garbage. Tried to like it but it was garbage.

 

[JYoung24]

The jada disrespect in this thread

 

[wingstop]

Your probably a couple years younger son it’s just I know hip hop u don’t. Ross is a d league player compared to the real mcs.
Ricky reminds me of someone....

You Stan 50 cent so we all know you don't know what a real MC is

 

[JYoung24]

BIG Jada fan here. His discography is VERY underwhelming. One of the most unspectacular discogs from a superior rapper in Hip Hop history. He really played himself when he named his last album Top 5 Dead or Alive and the shyt was garbage. Tried to like it but it was garbage.

I thought that album was dope but it wasnt as good as the last 2

 

[Xtz23]

U know the truth u got nuthin

Ross only wishes he was this talented.
50s mixtape discog>>>>> Ross real album discography

 

[bigbadbossup2012]

What about Pun’s second album Hex? That one was criticized (as it should have been) for being lackluster

I was gonna throw this at him,but i showed mercy

 

[BmoreGorilla]

It didn’t take much feeling to post that




(But I’ve rocked with many of your views in the past so I’ll digress)

Thing is if we ranking MCs of course Im putting Big over Ross. I was a huge Big fan but he wasn't close to being my favorite when he was alive. Of course he had way more competition than Ross but Ross has been my favorite over the past decade. Personally there's some Ross music Id rather hear over Big any day outside of a handful of songs

 

[Billy Ocean]

What about Pun’s second album Hex? That one was criticized (as it should have been) for being lackluster

Great point. That album was given a lukewarm reception by critics at best. I think people don't realize that some rappers first posthumous albums are really good and aren't acclaimed mainly because the artist died. Albums like Makaveli: 7 Day Theory and Life After Death were just really dope projects. Albums like Big L's The Big Picture and Pun's Yeah Baby got appropriate reviews imo.

 

[CrimsonTider]

nikka biggies story telling alone>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>anything officer ricky has done

I never understand this angle

Why does a rapper get props for telling a point A to B story like that is a requirement to be a good rapper or to make great music

 

[ThirdAct]

Ross is always gonna be a Big Boss Man. So basically he's aight, but still middle of the road. Biggie, on the other hand, is Andre the Giant. Straight up legendary top 5 status.

 

[bigbadbossup2012]

But for me Ross flow and Range greater

Explain.
Where's ross's memorable flows at? Please point them out
Examples of biggie's memorable flows:
[Notorious B.I.G.] + (Puff Daddy)
Je-sus, the Notorious just
please us with your lyrical thesis
We just chillin, +Milk+ 'em, "Top Billin'"
Silk and, pure linen, me and, Lil' Cease (hehe)
Malibu sea breeze, Dom P's, palm trees
Cats named Pablo in milked out diablos (that's right)
The Williest - what? - bytches be the silliest
The more I smoke, the smaller the Phillie gets
Room 112, where the players dwell
and stash more cash than Bert Padell, inhale
Make you feel good like Tony Toni Tone (*feels good*)
dikk up in your +Middle+ like Monie (yes)
She don't know but she settin up to blow me (yes)
Should try the style, fly up North with a homey (yes)
Escada, Don Dada, player, stay splurgin
Game so tight they call it virgin

Biggie Smalls:
Frank White the desperado
Used to rock the all black Movado
The all black Eldorado.
All that and a bottle of Don P
nikkaz can't harm me, I keep the army.
Is Brooklyn in the house? - Without a doubt
I'm the rapper with clout everybody yap about
check it out: guns I bust em
Problems with my wife: don't discuss em
Coups and lier jets I lust them
Finger prints I dust them. Recent address
Stuck you for your stash in your pissy mattress
Your mom's a actress. Didn't wanna show me the thing
It's okay, she was old anyway. I display
Hot 97 rhyme ready. Cocked Mac-11, line steady.
Like Tevin Campbell I'm ready to do what I do
Continuously to git

You can be as good as the best of them...


[Notorious B.I.G.]
Give me all the chicken heads from Pasadena to Medina
Bet Big get in between ya
Then pick the prognosis, doses
Blends and Bends like Twizzlers
Biggie's fitting to hurt
What's under that skirt?
(Slow down, son, you're killin us)
Who fillin 'em with octane?
Got 'em gassed up
'Bout to get blast up, sup
The last one, word to your mother
Brother, listen
I've seen it when he kissed 'em at the way
Made his body shake
The high tide it 8 50 I's smoke tank
Rap terror whore crow and terror, true
Fly by the rivers but this is conspicuous
Bad Boys slipped in ninety-five ridiculous
My rap's rhymes is like land mines
One step, ka-boom, black suits fill the room
To whom it may concern, Junior Mafia's the click
Act up, I'll have my honeys Total bust your...



[Verse One]
First things first, I poppa, freaks all the honies
Dummies, Playboy bunnies, those wantin money
Those the ones I like cause they don't get nathan
but penetration, unless it smells like sanitation
Gar-bage, I turn like doorknobs
Heartthrob, never, black and ugly as ever
However, I stay Coogi down to the socks
Rings and watch filled with rocks
And my jam knock in your Mitsubishi
Girls pee pee when they see me
Navajos creep me in they tee pee
As I lay down laws like I lay carpet
Stop it - if you think they gonna make a prophet
Don't see my ones, gon' see my guns - get it
Now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it
in two as I flow with the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
I don't know what the hell's stoppin ya
I'm clockin ya, Versace shades watchin ya
Once ya grin, I'm in - game begin
First I talk about how I dresses this
In diamond necklasses - stretch Lexuses
The sex is just immaculate from the back I get
Deeper and deeper, help ya reach the
climax that your man can't make
Call him, tell him you'll be home real late
and sing the break

Who shot ya?
Seperate the weak from the ob-solete
Hard to creep them Brooklyn streets
It's on nikka, fukk all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
Your heartbeat soun like Sasquatch feet
Thundering, shaking the concrete
Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot
Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots
Saw me in the drop, three in the corner

Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter
Old school new school need to learn though
I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno
Burn slow like blunts with ya-yo
Peel more skins than Idaho potato
nikkaz know, the lyrics molestin is takin place
fukkin with B.I.G. it ain't safe
I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses
Bumps and bruises, blunts and Landcruisers
Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools
nikkaz mad because I know that Cash Rules
Everything Around Me, two glock nines
Any motherfukker whispering about mines
And I'm, Crooklyn's finest
You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this


B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I'm flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it's cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain't no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your Rollies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep your hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, nikkaz see, B.I.G.
be flossin jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, here's my phone number
Your man ain't got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down pizzat, platinum plus
Like thizzat, dangerous
on trizzack, leave your ass flizzat




Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us Notorious
Thug ass nikkaz that love to bust, it's strange to us
Y'all nikkaz be scramblin, gamblin
Up in restaraunts with mandolins, and violins
We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen, steadily countin them Benjamins
nikka you should too, if you knew
What this game'll do to you
Been in this shyt since ninety-two
Look at all the bullshyt I been through
So-called beef with you know who
fukk a few female stars or two
nikka, blue light, nikka, move like Mike, shyt
not to be fukked with
Motherfukker better duck quick, cause
Me and my dogs love to buck shyt
fukk the luck shyt, strictly aim
No aspirations to quit the game
Spit yo' game, talk yo' shyt
Grab yo' gat, call yo' click
Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I got to light one
All them nikkaz I got ta fight one
All them hoes I got ta like one
Our situation is a tight one
Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and Big, nikka die slowly
I'ma tell you like a nikka told me
Cash Rule Everything Around Me
shyt, lyrically, nikkaz can't see me
fukk it, buy the coke
Cook the coke, cut it
Know the bytch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it
nikka with a Benz fukkin it
Doesn't it seem odd to you
Big come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes
Who's the killa, me or you?

 

[ThirdAct]

I never understand this angle

Why does a rapper get props for telling a point A to B story like that is a requirement to be a good rapper or to make great music

Lol what the hell are you talking about? Storytelling is an artform. Come on, Outkast and Slick Rick already told you that. Get ya shyt together.