Who's Got Bars

Who’s Got Bars? Em VS Royce

Royce. Em. Bad Meets Evil. Who’s got bars?

These two are both lyrical beasts and always have been. Although lately I’m beginning to prefer Royce over Em. Yes, PRhyme over Shady XV any fucking day.

(Verse 1: Eminem)
I don’t speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet
I’m not a real person, I’m a ghost trapped in a beat
I translate when my voice is read through a seismograph
And a noise is spread, picked up and transmitted through Royce’s head
Trap him in his room, possess him and hoist his bed
Til the evilness flows through his blood like poisonous lead
Told him each one of his boys is dead
I asked him to come to the dark side
He made a choice and said…

(Verse 2: Royce da 5’9″)
Who hard? Yo I done heard worse
We can get in two cars and accelerate at each other
To see which one’ll swerve first
Two blind bandits panic whose mental capacity holds
That of a globe on top of nine other planets
Kissed the cheek of the Devil
Intelligence level is hellier than treble peaking on speakers in the ghetto
Dismissal, I’m not a fair man
Disgraced the race of an atheist
Intercepting missiles with my bare hands like a patriot
One track sliced without swords
I buried the Christ corpse
In my past life when the black knight mounted the white horse
And stay over-worked, it’s like the Nazis and the Nation
Collaborating attempting to take over the Earth

Their Hell: The Sequel EP back in ’11 was pretty solid, as it had the two Detroit emcees really going in hard and being competitive, something I rarely ever hear anymore.

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Terrible, but not rip-able, invincible, I hung invisible
Fuckin’ mistletoe all over the world, I stuck my ass up under it
Now pucker up them lips and kiss it hoes
Here we go, Bad and Evil so you know how this’ll go
The competition’s miserable, we stomp them bitches this is no
Joke, going overboard like someone threw us off the boat, choke
Cough from all the smoke, I’m tryna stay on fire
So you know if I hate fucking water sprinklers, I don’t love the hose
Someone let the cat out the bag, now it’s time to stuff its face
Back in that bitch, smother that little motherfucker ’til it suffocates (who)
You! had long enough of a wait
Why are they tryin’ to be so secretive Bad and Evil is reunited, hey?
Came back to annihilate the games in dire straights as I await
Word on Satan as I drop fall to my knees before this Ouija board
And I pray now I lay me down to sleep
I do this shit in my sleep I’m sleeping now imagine if I awake
I’m champ bitch, I’ll never taste the canvas
Could never be no damn wuss or pussy, never mushy, so you can’t squish
Nowhere near a tush, in fact if I jump out a bush
In a sneak attack’s the only way I’ll say I am-Bush
Outlandish, these words are weapons that I brandish
Stand-offish to hoes, keep your hands off this
Can’t top it, so what the fuck would I sugarcoat it for?
Law? Fuck protocol, I’d holla at this ho, but now my throat is sore

[Verse 2: Royce]
Baby I’m lawless, you couldn’t burn me if you threw acid on me
I’m at you homie, I’m at your home ready to spray you while you nappin’ homie
Have everything on and around your mattress lookin’ like the word in front of a matrimony
You high, thug yeah go ‘head jump, no matter how high you get
You gon’ come up short like Spud Webb
My DUI’s get waived like saying bye
Still ridin’ with no L’s like James Todd
Can’t change I thank God for my safe thinking
Last time I was safe thinking, me and my niggas was doin’ a bank job
I stay violent, y’all go the peace route
You got a mouth like Kanye, I’ll knock your whole bottom row of teeth out
No disrespect to Mr. West, shit I’m just nice with mine
And this just rap, I’m just like Ricky Hatton, I just like the line
These weak rappers want to set us up, they never tough
They ask me for a hook, I tell ’em left or right, head or gut?
What y’all messin’ with is a nigga that’ll leave you FUBAR
Fucked up beyond all recognition
Y’all are rock stars, I’m the opposite
I could just throw a rock and hit a star for the fuck of it
Partner, you’re not hard, I body your hot bars
Beef is left you pray, right like Allahu Akbar
Let’s go, when I leave y’all shot, you ain’t gon’ be on your Metro
In a bad area that call dropped

And then of course there was this greatness…

And then, there are even more bars spit between the two, from years and years ago…

I mean, I guess I can’t blame anyone who thinks Eminem has better bars. I will say this, at points in both their individual careers, one had better bars than the other. For me, Royce has always stayed consistent. While Em on the other hand…

but what do you all think? Royce or Em?

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