there's alot more amazing shit(everything from him) so theres no point in even posting more..
and ive listened to alot of easy e honestly...never heard of Big L..and nah i have alot of biggie songs in my itunes lol..well a few, like 20 some

nobody that ive heard is even close



not even close




what the hell? wayne is pure shit

Wayne is the shit. yes.

This post was edited by OMGimAcidY on Jan 31 2011 03:56pm

You're an idiot.
No wonder you're from West Virginia.

Bi-polar.
Immortal technique lyrically > los

umad son?

Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
you don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
so misunderstood, but what's a World without enigma?
two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers
got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her
never met the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her
life is the bitch, and death is her sister
sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture
you know father time, we all know mother nature
it's all in the family, but I am of no relation
no matter who's buying, I'm a celebration
black and white diamonds, fuck segregation
fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut
Young Money running shit and you niggas just runner-ups
I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

I'm going back in
okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don't understand me
had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
but hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy
just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up, call it self defense
swear man, I be seeing through these niggas like sequins
niggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
talking to myself because I am my own consultant
married to the money, fuck the world, that's adultery
you full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk
young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt
mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
real nigga all day and tomorrow
but these muthafuckas talking crazy like they jaw broke
glass half empty, half full, I'll spill ya
try me and run into a wall, outfielder
You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights
the fruits of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe
bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do
if these niggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon
tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all
and I call it like I see it, and my glasses on
but most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
satisfied with nothing, you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Cash Money
paper chasing, tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
bitch, real G's move in silence like lasagna
people say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda
woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her
you niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate
yeah, with a swag you would kill for
money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder
jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well
tell 'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell

^/thread

This post was edited by OMGimAcidY on Jan 31 2011 04:04pm

lolol Los's 6'7' freestyle > waynes

LOL
HOPE
JOKE

Its Los

okay my work out devastating it petrify haters
i personal train amazing then i exercise greatness
you aint shit my set reppin when its war on
i have two niggas pushup and show you four arms
wh-wh-what you boys on i pull up in the latest car
yall niggas aint doin squat thats why u never raised a bar
my ring work like mayweather with a steady jab
and my chain swing like pacquiao on a heavy bag
my jeweller my cut man your girlfriend my stuntman
she jump off on camera legs spread like the jump man
im on the run damn you dont see how hard i go
jumpin in and out of ropes you dont see my cardio
audio killer i play the assassin role
yall niggas degrassi i'm more like the grassy knoll,
you bout to have me go dress up in my granny clothes
hop up out that wheelchair and snipe you off your patio
your girl a pistachio i dont give a fuck bout her
only see whats crackin wit her jus to get that nut out her
gun powder bullet shells leather gloves knuckles out
zero in and take that shot shootins what the fuck im bout
luck is out its all skill no bluffin out that war pill
suckers out leave substance gushin out his skull styll
heart filled with rage and terror body every punchline
put me in a cage with lions im gon think its lunch time
front line soldier shit knee cap shoulder hits
marksman with the flow chip your tooth if its over bit
its over with elite flow boom bam finito
got rap in the bag cool ranch doritos
your favourite rapper cool but im 30 more below
i show a lil muscle like a jersey shore guido
i hurt your lil ego fuck around and get rocked to sleep
rappers cant get at me it feel like i locked my tweets
i got you bitches accepted just like a bm
cuz i aint got to mention you but you still get the message
my shit perfected get your weapon if you scared nigga
you a trick im on my strick and trina you dont know nair nigga (personal beef droppin names no idea)
yea nigga im talkin to you nigga
look you in your eye ya heart a fall in ur shoe nigga
y-y-you niggas try los never a smart choice
i promise you boo-boo kevin hart voice
aw boy i dun went to rock em sock em mode
knock em out his shoes and socks im on his heels like doctor scholls
lock and i load cock and i pop pop pop till the shots in the top of his fo
lockin his block and im clockin his dough like im droppin the rocks in the pot on the stove
dr-dr-dropin the top and im clockin his hoe
put my foot in his ass till his pockets is low
then im l'n em out till his oxygen low
bitch niggas step up a notch in your flow
cuz you not on my level stop jockin me hoe
stop watchin me prophecy probably says
them niggas thats top on me probably did
but you can get properly shot in the head
(BLAAAOOOOW)now what makes you never heard no shit this sick before
a n r's bring your pistols we gon have a bidding war
i mean fuck else i gotta say best rapper alive every body else died today




now shut up dumbass

Stopped reading when he said they weren't "squat" and he ryhmed car with bar.
Lyrically talented? LOL you have good jokes.