Unbelievable,I agree more or less with everything adidas said here.

Bring verses then. Show how RBX is a better emcee.

Take his verses from "Murda muthafucka","High Powered","Stranded on Death Row","Down wit US","When you see me", "Legend of Jimmy Bones","Lyrical Gangbang","Serial Killa", "Dogghouse in your mouth",....oh well just about any track he featured on,really.
And then,not only the lyrics count,the power of the MC lies in a combination of lyrics,flow and voice....all three of wich RBX more than masters,especially the vocal part. Roscoe just sounds like thirteen in a dozen to me.

Quote from: Z-Virus on November 08, 2003, 08:10:24 AM

Quote from: SGV on November 07, 2003, 10:43:29 PM

Bring verses then. Show how RBX is a better emcee.

Take his verses from "Murda muthafucka","High Powered","Stranded on Death Row","Down wit US","When you see me", "Legend of Jimmy Bones","Lyrical Gangbang","Serial Killa", "Dogghouse in your mouth",....oh well just about any track he featured on,really.
And then,not only the lyrics count,the power of the MC lies in a combination of lyrics,flow and voice....all three of wich RBX more than masters,especially the vocal part. Roscoe just sounds like thirteen in a dozen to me.

Bring verses to plead your case. If flow makes the emcee, then Snoop is a regular KRS-One.

If you aren't familiar with any RBX-verse,you can't vote for Roscoe as you don't know about his opposition. Why don't you bring a Roscoe-verse to the table,by the way?

"Serial Killa"

Deep, deep like the mind of Minolta, now picture this!
Let's picnic inside a morgue
Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets
And I got the machine, that cracks your fuckin chest plates
open and release them guts
Then I release def cuts
Brutal, jagged edged, totally ruffneck
Now everybody scream nuff respect to the X
Nuff respect given
Disrespect and you will not be livin
Word to momma, Emma, drama, dilemma

"High Powered"

Seven execution style murders
I have no remorse cause I'm the fuckin murderer
Haven't you ever heard of a killer?
{***LOUD EXPLOSION***} I drop bombs like Hiroshima
So now I walk around strapped
One-time bust they caps and watch niggaz collapse
Snap!  Adapt to this, but you need no adapter
This is just the first chapter
in a book from a crook
You get caught slippin, yo' ass gots ta die
Nigga, tell me what the fuck you figure?
Trigger, happy RBX to cap ya
PUMP PUMP, and I can't wait to bust a round
PUMP PUMP, my hollow point smacks the clown
Cause what I said split his head
And now they got me runnin from the Feds
But I refuse to go alive
It's kill or be killed, that's how real niggaz survive
I'm high powered!

"Lyrical Gangbang"

Back in the days, niggaz they use to scrap
but now in ninety-two, niggaz they pull they strap
cause umm, police dem come wicked and dem shoot
niggaz, so niggaz retaliate and start to loot
Execute, boot, stompin
Black soldier, here to teach and mould ya
The innovator, dominator, narra-rator
R-B to the motherfuckin X -- flex wicked
Stylee me, bump and be found and do bleed by a
maniac, with a gat
See nowadays niggaz is like that
I pull my trigger back, the bullets go
BO! BO! BO!   Now I'm on Death Row
Fuck it, niggaz goin wild
Everynight they shoot, it's like Bei-rut
Maybe you should get a teflon vest for your chest
anytime steppin through my hood
But that'll do you no good
One slug to your face, no haste
you're gettin smoked like wood
Nasty nigga bloody pumps face flat
on the concrete, here comes the white sheet
Mr. Coroner, cocked with some yellow tape
but, the murderers escape
Audi like 5 G's
Lyrical gangbang but it's just a G thang

"Down wit US"

The temperature's rising,about to boil
I'm not bamboo but this is all about the oil
I sit back and watch they plots and schemes
take up strings to a puppet regime
now it's a case of who?what?where?when?
Get your mind right I truly recommend,
too much information,C-N-N
they told me that Bush trained them
a deathly combination to a wicked quest
and it's true that the rooster(?) comes home to nest

"Not like it was"

Narrator hit 'em wit the flash blood flow
Bitch nigga drown in the under tow
We chop the spot like thunder though
Bitch niggaz step in will blunder bro
Let me tell y'all how it really is
X down with Snoop it ain't no quiz
From me Aaliyah mo thicker than water
Once missiles are launched mo quicker the slaughter
Bloody murder
Got to do it, strike back with a vengeance, thought y'all knew
In the past tense, done did it
Catch you slip in the club you done shit it
Admit it, we blaze a trail
Without us on your team you'll fail
Me n Soopa doop, my nigga E-White
Wit Kokane n Snoop
Bitches jock all night
We gang-bang

"Legend of Jimmy Bones"

Ha, ha, ha, ha
Just then, I received a phone call, it was Morpheus
And he said i was the one, ha realizing the deal Heaven done
Turnin' to the east and all praise the sun
Now they blast me but they all miss
I do my 3D dance and remain undaunted
Then simply reverse the process
As the hot slugs hit their chest-plate, checkmate
Game over, you lose
Funky, drunken monkey technique without screws
As the sayin' goes, if ya snooze ya loose
And I won't be aimin' when the oozy ooze
Got em' runnin' for the hills
Style steady truckin' like eighteen wheels
Do got em' cluckin' like eighteen pills
The hex flies off then all the blood spills

Carry vocal tones, most definitely will
Cause more horror than Amityville
Get out, this my house
Got you scared niggas don't chew like a church mouse
When I swing the excalibur like Highlander
The head flies off you see thunder and lightening
Too much, too late to recognize your blunder
Suddenly you hear there can only be one, well just X
We apply wild west tactics like turn back-to-back
Take ten paces and draw, but I'm sneaky with mine
Turn around at nine and blast you in your spine
High-ride off into the hot sunset
Like the high plains drifter
Hear me mister, no one blast with the
When it comes to shootin' gives up
X marks the spot and guaranteed to lift up

Need more examples?

"I Call Shots"

I'm a chart smasher, the youngest gangster rapper
Spectacular, chrome thirty-eight packer
Money stacker, t-shirt cakalaka
Verbal predator, fake rap attacker
Gotti jawbreaker, Roscoe the back cracker
Money makin, we smart like computer hackers
I came in this game with plans to get it maxed
And my enemies, feel the wrath of my rapture
No escapin without, instantaneous capture
Don't be upset, when me and the homies jack ya
Cause we straight jackin, if I say it's on it's crackin
Young thugs, from Y.A., we make it happen
Swearin y'all can see me but that's just like seein Elvis
I grab to crick a back and crack a nigga 'cross the pelvis
My rhymes is dangerous, hazardous to health
I make a nigga murder twenty kids and cap his own self
Who am I?  The incorrigible lyrical miracle
is horrible yet hysterical the way I'll embarass you
See me on the streets, walk by and I just stare at you
Tough talk, when there's bullets flyin through the air at you
Test your chest nigga?  One less nigga
Me and Kurupt share two gats and one vest nigga
We astronomical, phenomenal, magical, mathematical
Taking your first-born as collateral!


"Get Low"

AWOL, headed back to the block to the first spot
where I can get fronted an 8-Ball's
Block livin', cop ditchin', the clock tickin'
Tock tickin' pop the clip in the plot thickens
Shots lickin', stop trippin' the rocks hidden
My glocks glisten and whistle for my pot to piss in
I'm in an awkward position, quixotic and persistent
I rock it with precision, my squad on a mission
Demolition men of vision with semi's any sippin'
Crop deficiency, watchin' my enemies penny pinchin'
Positively not in the city only robbin'
Squabbin', survivin', maintainin' striving and gang robbery
So rida, slangin' snow powda
Whoa partner, Scoe Gostra
I'm so proppa, I won't drop my dope for no coppa
Calidro copper, Calico poppa
Metallic coat rocker, staticy Scoe shocker
Block-A-Wear tucked in my Roc-A-Wear
Get caught slippin' not aware and you're out there
Now everytime you see me I'll always got my Y.A. ridaz there


"Training Day(In My Hood)"

From project to the projects
Illegal substance and illegal objects
I neva leave the house with out my Tech
If you aint from the hood then get out my set
We loco, I'ma waste a gizzle aint for livin
Got me facin prison chasin the feelin
I give from the I taste of scrilla, to eighty children in the cold
Before we can arrange a building, then lost in gold
And all the police crooked
To put a slug in me and I took it
A minor, judge say I got no case
He knows my face; he got a grudge from the old days
He won't accept my apology, just don't feel it
My brain on drugs like eggs on a skillet
I come up in the courtroom smellin like killa
It's cool I be freakin

It's mayhem, in this hood I stayed in
No safety, I keep the K waved in
I'm the guard dog and the house alarm
I leave a heat in the couch to protect my mom
I got a pit bull named Luni, all white
And it aint nobody that he wont bite
I post on the stoop all night
Getting toast of the flow with my troops all night
Layin a foot down I keep hand on the swess tight around the fo pound
I got a bulletproof vest to support now
But some how I don't think it's gonna help when it goes down
Man up, control your smiles and cries
Stand up, and never lay down and die
Cus the cops don't wanna help out
They wanna see "The animals wipe themselves out"

Now it aint easy to live on my block
Slugs fly through the sky like bugs
Shells reing from the sky like hell
It's Hell on Earth
For homies to dwell on my turf
The cops don't wanna help out
Unless we sell out, so they stuff us in the YA jailhouse
And good cops get fired and silenced
More crooked cops hired for violence
Assignments to investigate
All profits being made in the Section 8
It's to the point where some brothers go to jail
just to get off the streets and eat
Undercovers try to take me under
But I shake 'em off with my Schwin
I can lose them narks in the projects
They wont know what building I'm in
C'mon

If I could find the lyrics to "When The Pain Inflict" and "The Brother" I'd put them up, too.

RBX cant see roscoe on the mic thats all i got to say   . rbx is dope on guest appearances but he cant hold a full lp on his own like roscoe on philaphornia (with so few guests). X gets boring after a few songs imo

not to that newbie roscoe...

lol wtf, roscoe been in the game since 98, thats 5 years so what are you trying to say?

Quote from: fUnKeE213`` on November 06, 2003, 02:37:05 AM

not to that newbie roscoe...

lol wtf, roscoe been in the game since 98, thats 5 years so what are you trying to say?

that 11 years in the game is considerably longer.

14-14, it's all on me..................................................