Wait a got damn minute, brehs actually think Drake is better than Curren$y
- Thread starter ManxOfxThexYear
- Start date
Better flow though?
way better.
you really think Currensy's voice can compete with Drake's? seriously?
Aside from that, Drake KILLS Currensy in the cadence and rhythm department. Those two things together = flow
If we're going off of just voice, then yeah. I hate drake's voice, I said that in the other thread. He's got that weird monotone whiny flow that sounds like shyt.
Cadence, okay, maybe, I think that's just preference.
Rhythm? What substantial rhythms has Drake used that shows he's superior to Spitta?
I don't like Drake's voice either. But it's certainly better than Spitta's.
And besides, this question was talking about not just one person's preference, but "people" according to OP. Is it really hard to imagine why most people, including hip hop fans, prefer Drake's voice to Spitta's?
Rhythm in this case is just how you ride the beat. Drake doesn't have a ton of rhythm, but his beat selection demolishes Spitta's. And Drake rides his beats e.g. 0-100 decently. He's almost never offbeat, especially on his big songs. Can't say the same about Spitta. That dude is almost always offbeat like a fukk.
Demonic Jenkins
Pro
lol@currency being anything close to drake...this nikka cant be serious lol
I mean, that's just opinion though. I can get where you're coming from. Drake definitely has a lot more mainstream appeal, and maybe even better packaged music. But for a hip hop fan? Idk man. Like if legitimately LOVE hip-hop, I have no idea how you could prefer Drake over Spitta (this is a hypothetical, not you or me). And beat selection? That's a case-by-case, you'd probably never hear spitta on a beat like 0-100 because that's just not his sound. Drake's a chameleon. He's so generic he can hop on tons of different beats and it'll sound decent. Spitta might be off beat, but dude's a vet. He knows what he's doing. DOOM is offbeat but a lot of people consider him on of the best to ever do it. Drake is just hip-hop tofu.
I respect that, breh.
Can you recommend top 3 Spitta joints? stuff that can compete with 0-100, Started From the Bottom.... good production, decent flow..
darealvelle
Real Talk
i agree 100%
darealvelle
Real Talk
some you guys really under estimate spitta, homie can do the commercial shyt easily, he choses not to.
I'll just say I listen to way more Spitta than Drake. I would never compare them.....but fukk that shyt
Spitta>Drake and it aint even close IMO.
shyt people really be sleeping on Spitta lyrically especially when it comes to these females and anti-simpin. Drake could learn a thing or two from if he listen real close.
Where you get that bag from, I can spot fake shyt
Them ain't genuine Louboutins, your little brother painted them
Don’t know who you fooling or who you think you playing with
Looking at my club couch, you better stay away from here
You gon' stand up all night if you waiting on me to save you bytch
These seats reserved for boss ladies, my Rodeo babies
I would have been mega pimpin I aint have the time to put in it
Tho I still mack official minus the stripes and the whistle
Thats cold game, delivered, direct tv. Sunday tickets
Suckas can't be down so they just be mad with us
No love for deez O's
It's a Ferrari to her, to me that's my blue car
Simple sh*t with that, like riding at the Wal-Mart
Triple OG I roll them fat bat, ballparks
Homerun, back upstairs I gotta grab some more Raw
Papers now I'm skyscraper high, admiring the lines of one
Apollonia's body back in 1985
Purple Rain, on my window pane, drizzling a little
No, a lotta hash, 'fore you get that doobie all twisted
Mama, huh?
I'm too lifted up to hear ya, mama
Sound like you said you need a ride
Better call yo homegirl tell her come get you mama
Cuz I'm stuck like thumbtacks to posters
Posted, word to Trade I'm roasted
You know bi*ch
Use the phone or there's the door bytch, go bytch
Shinobi how I kick it, American Ninja, major motion picture,
Flippin my remote, same way I do them hoes
We break it off like an engagement gone bad
I fill ya jacuzzi with them groupies, make it a bird bath,
Miss me? No you didn't bi*ch, with that bullsh*t, miss me Tryna claim Spitta' name tryna be Miss Me All of that is kicks to me, Silly rabbit trickery,
You only around because my spot is where you wish to be. Hope to catch me sleepin by bein freaky, But babygirl let me be the first to say it's not that easy, I wasn't born yesterday, nor later on that evening...Just had to get that out the way and make the playing field even
Kryptonite to them nikkas that stay cuffin strippers/bartenders/escorts/attn hoes
While this nikka Drake be singing lullabys and love songs to strippers and industry smuts. Yall keep bumping that moist shyt.
Spitta>Drake and it aint even close IMO.
shyt people really be sleeping on Spitta lyrically especially when it comes to these females and anti-simpin. Drake could learn a thing or two from if he listen real close.
Where you get that bag from, I can spot fake shyt
Them ain't genuine Louboutins, your little brother painted them
Don’t know who you fooling or who you think you playing with
Looking at my club couch, you better stay away from here
You gon' stand up all night if you waiting on me to save you bytch
These seats reserved for boss ladies, my Rodeo babies
I would have been mega pimpin I aint have the time to put in it
Tho I still mack official minus the stripes and the whistle
Thats cold game, delivered, direct tv. Sunday tickets
Suckas can't be down so they just be mad with us
No love for deez O's
It's a Ferrari to her, to me that's my blue car
Simple sh*t with that, like riding at the Wal-Mart
Triple OG I roll them fat bat, ballparks
Homerun, back upstairs I gotta grab some more Raw
Papers now I'm skyscraper high, admiring the lines of one
Apollonia's body back in 1985
Purple Rain, on my window pane, drizzling a little
No, a lotta hash, 'fore you get that doobie all twisted
Mama, huh?
I'm too lifted up to hear ya, mama
Sound like you said you need a ride
Better call yo homegirl tell her come get you mama
Cuz I'm stuck like thumbtacks to posters
Posted, word to Trade I'm roasted
You know bi*ch
Use the phone or there's the door bytch, go bytch
Shinobi how I kick it, American Ninja, major motion picture,
Flippin my remote, same way I do them hoes
We break it off like an engagement gone bad
I fill ya jacuzzi with them groupies, make it a bird bath,
Miss me? No you didn't bi*ch, with that bullsh*t, miss me Tryna claim Spitta' name tryna be Miss Me All of that is kicks to me, Silly rabbit trickery,
You only around because my spot is where you wish to be. Hope to catch me sleepin by bein freaky, But babygirl let me be the first to say it's not that easy, I wasn't born yesterday, nor later on that evening...Just had to get that out the way and make the playing field even
Kryptonite to them nikkas that stay cuffin strippers/bartenders/escorts/attn hoes
While this nikka Drake be singing lullabys and love songs to strippers and industry smuts. Yall keep bumping that moist shyt.
Last edited:
Animal House
Superstar
shyt while we at add Roc Marc to list of nikkas better than DrakeI never understood the hype about Currensy, up there with the perplexing Roc Marciano love
Edit: Covert Coup>>>>>>
Dusty Bake Activate
Fukk your corny debates
Same here. That shyt start to sound like a drill in your head after a while. More Spitta chronicles.
Mama calling for that Jet to put a reservation in
Ain't concerned where she going 'long as she stay with him
They be seeking that foundation, stable nikkas with paper
I'm all that, but I'm stingy, you ain't write n'an one of these raps
And love, I'm so serious, you might get high from hearin' it
Get stupid fly at any event, spray some Ozium in that vent
Bring them hoes and tell them shake that sh*t, send my jail nikkas flicks
We live it, she love it, in the kitchen, in the oven mitt
It's Jet Life over e'ry bi*ch
And e'ry bi*ch ass nikka breaking they back, tryna take care of them
We get high, we laugh at them
I swear ain't no comparin' them to no nikka in my area
This Jet Life, no play time, we cut them hoes, you carry them