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Wale vs Big Krit

Krit had the same basic flow and no bars per usual in that 4am track. But yall love it and that's cool lol
that flow krit used was basic to you?

then we need to redefine what basic means then
 
Pimp could never rap like KRIT. But ok



Krit's better than Pimp C now?

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Yall niggas don't know what flow means either? lmaooo

Cmon man, yall either trollin, stannin or we need to teach some classes on here lol


Either way my head hurts
 
You gonna continue to miss my point?


Niggas was sayin im only saying wale cuz he's from my area and i said he's been in that conversation on who's the best from that class, it's not just me saying that.

Wale had the luxury of MMG's machine behind him at a time when his career was already starting to downward spiral. Or have you forgotten that? They resurrected Wale. I don't even think that much can be debated.

Krit has been pretty much solo dolo and independent this entire time. No cliques. No cosigns. No big record label promotion. In a time where ignorance reigns supreme, all of this stuff matters.
It's rare that you get an artist without one of these things, or controversy, to blow up like that. We all know that. But once again, you can't use consumers' ignorance as a knock on Krit as it relates to skill, content, and catalog.

Because, despite having none of the shit that everyone else in his "class" has, he's been able to at least keep up with some of them and surpass others.

Wale has been given numerous mulligans and he ain't done shit with them.
 
Read they lyrics. It has a bounce to it, a natural flow

Wrote another chapter bout climbing up the ladder
Got glass on the dash I just hope it don’t shatter
Into pieces, diamond in the gold in the teefis
Accent the features, pants with the creases, prestigious
With that player shit when I play
The bass might knock the bumper off any day
Keep the drank in tray put the big by the kay
Don’t be fronting on my name you can’t live where I stay
You don’t pay what I pay to get the Kobe filet
You prolly thinking Lakers I was talking bout steak
It’s marble on the plate crustaceans on the way
Got tired of catching shrimp so I mixed up the bait
I mixed up the batter then I baked up the cake
I chopped up the slices and scraped off the flake
I'm sorry for the mix-up and scraped off the fake
It ain't enough salt to get tossed to kill my chase
Creeping like a slug in a slab on the slope
But if I do the dash I can keep up with the bose
The Race, the Rarries, the Lex and the gold
If you ain't riding foreign this some shit you can’t decode
I hate to be high siddity but I gotta bid
Getting green best show on earth I gotta see it
That shit was super drastic we reachin' in the dashes
Throw away the throwaway we recycling the plastic
Pay my own way buy whatever I imagine
The only time a nigga carry me is in a casket
Straight off the porch poke my chest our for real
Fell out the womb prolly showing my grill
Sipped on the syrup before I started coughin'
Prolly hit the southside before I started walking
Knew about eat eat before I started talking

Balling up my fist trying to keep these haters off me
Crucifix charm the only thing that could cross me
Lauryn Hill flow had to kill these track softly
Acrobatic trunk let it flip and let it thump
From the bass out the jump this that Dominique Dawes
Run away with it Usain with the dash
Olympic gold medal standing up for the cash

I'm itching for the scratch you would think I had a rash
Barre Betty in the deck had a nigga acting bad
In my crooked place all the way to belt weight
The way I do it H-Town you would think a nigga stayed
All the way to Dallas the 15s you feel it
Jamming Big Tuck talking Southside the realest
I was born with the gumpshun you wouldn’t know where to get it
Turn anger into green you can call me Bill Bixby
Hulk with the grind and the hustle’s incredible
Order the expensive bottle even if it’s terrible
Deadstock J’s wear em they ain't even wearable
The rhyme show the time and the chime like a parable
Practice what I preach grab the bib for a freak
Let her gobble on my meat till I bust in her cheek
Then it’s back on the creep for the fetty and the gwalla
Groundhog Day do it all over tomorrow
Might catch a plane and get fly for no reason
Cuz some shit you just can’t sprinkle for the season
Some shit you just can’t, you just can’t
Like dethrone a king and follow me off in the bank
Tae bo flow kicking shit like Billy Blanks
Just have the lint brush if I ever were to mank
 
Yall niggas don't know what flow means either? lmaooo

Cmon man, yall either trollin, stannin or we need to teach some classes on here lol


Either way my head hurts
OR
it could be...it just might be, your definition only means what it means to you
 
Wales lyrics for fairness
Thugging, Heartless and mean mugging
For when niggas don’t see their seeds till they see the judges
Dark side of town, baby mama blues
When drama ensues niggas Ndamukong Suh
All lying ass defensive ass boys
Why you knock that bitch up if you can’t tend it out boy?
I’m attentive my opinion is monumental
I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only local they’re buzzing
I’m at Dulles with luggage fly straight to the money
And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely
So they quote me and love me like I’m a poet or something
Ho I kick it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or something
Shady bitches offend me, Reggie smokers disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistent drive long as your motor’s running
I used to heat up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know that it’s coming
That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap
My nigga Co-Bizzy Virginia is back
I light up my spliff take a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city weren’t thinking of rap
They weren’t thinking of Ralph, they weren’t giving a fuck
Now everywhere I go they be giving it up
I seen it all from Barry Farms to Sursum Corda
They had that rock in Lincoln Park that’s word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my nigga Ricky
We always pray for polo, we miss you little Benny
We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but it’s mad semi’s
Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly
This where they love you then they hate you, go and ask Fenty
Yeah, go and ask Fenty

They love you then they hate you, go and ask Fenty
Go and ask Fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply
Who got the juice nigga?
Juice nigga
Juice nigga

Work, work, work, work, work
This a really good verse, but the words of K.dot come to mind

"I know some rappers using big words
To make their similes curve
My simplest shit be more pivotal
'
 
And not one bar from the krit verse was fuckin with any of the bars in the wale verse

What Krit did was take a Drake song and put his spin on it. What Wale did was make an entirely different song and name it something similar. The production on Wale's joint is way doper than that Drake shit.

The flow on that song is not the same flow he uses everywhere. I don't even need to say that, but you're tryna be a funny style guy and insinuate that Krit sounds the same on every song, which is completely false.

You debate like Knock. Sorry @Knock_Twice Lol.
 
What Krit did was take a Drake song and put his spin on it. What Wale did was make an entirely different song and name it something similar. The production on Wale's joint is way doper than that Drake shit.

The flow on that song is not the same flow he uses everywhere. I don't even need to say that, but you're tryna be a funny style guy and insinuate that Krit sounds the same on every song, which is completely false.

You debate like Knock. Sorry @Knock_Twice Lol.

It's all good breh
 
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