Verses of the Day- Wale Vs. J.Cole

Okay so here’s what’s happenin’. I’m going to post J.Cole’s verse and Wale’s verse off of the song “Beautiful Bliss” from Wale’s recently released Attention Deficit.  Then, you the readers, are gonna have to take it from there.  Tell me who you think had the better verse, why it was better, and what were your favorite lines from their verses.  For this to be a success, I need you guys to comment so please tell me your thoughts.  Once I get a few comments, I’ll put up my opinion and help keep the discussion goin.

Sidebar: Love this song and love the album.  If you haven’t picked it up, please leave your computer now and stop in at your nearest music store.

Hit the Jump for the verses!

Wale (1st Verse)

Fresh out the airport, fresh out the chair with the Clippers
Like Shaun Livin’- thinking, hmm
I’m tryin to get it like Shaun get it
If Lord giveth, a mill and a milf light skinned
Its like blemishes in life system
But I’m giving it foundation when I write lyric
The anvil (? – not sure on that) night heart minus bright knickers
Maybe not quite the star, but my hearts in it
When Bret Hart meet Brett Favre
A sharp shooter well exceeding and he figure four
You see my figure more or less, six or more
I am best in my lyrics, and lungs and this voice I project
My project is like what pros inject
And niggas so fly, I should be drove in jets
It’s ironic they call me a fresh breathe, no joke
You see them boys sign me to the scope right?

J. Cole

I phone home to the real, they wanna know just how it feel
Who would’ve thought a little nigga from the ‘Ville could get a deal
And tell them niggas at the top, we want your spot we out for real
And yea we heard you got it locked, but like them socks we on your heels
So you best be on your toes nigga, especially on your flows nigga
Cuz man they keep on checkin for me, especially all your hoes nigga
Catch me on your doorstep, you see me let me in
All I want to do is eat, I’m like a freaky lesbian
No, all I want to do is ball on TV Me-ESPN
They heard about the blow, so all my enemies say lets be friends
And all these rappers know just where I’m bout to go, so catch me then
Where all the we knew girls that screamed “fuck you” gon’ let me in
I’m definitely in a class of my own, at dinner with Hov
Hoping that he pass the baton, he just pass the Patron
Aint nothing giving dog, its earned, if you just living dog, you learn
I let you niggas see the light, I’m like the prison yard, I yearn
For that living large, but mama I aint done yet,
Sit back and watch your son rise,
kick back and know your son set, forever
I aint won yet, and never will
Nas told me ‘Life’s a bitch’
Pac said ‘Fuck the world’ and I aint come yet
You up yet? my punchlines like gut checks,
I’m raw dog, I’m rough sex. I’m on deck, I’m up next
I’m God bless, I’m success, so fuck stress
You can get the fuck from round me
And if you’re listenin know you wondering where the fuck they found me
I’m from the ‘Ville Ay Wale, good lookin.

Wale (2nd Verse)

Another day up in my ES, wish it was an LS,
but elastic is my wallet, fuck it.
I dont be stressed like relaxed muscles
Your feedback aint pleasant? Then you can keep it running
Like a muffler, when we not in summer
They like A-List actors, they not no stunnas.
Too much practice now for me to malfunction
So any beat that function, I breathe on and puncture
Leave it like a fe-male, v-gin or puncture
Waiting, showing you her beauty if she’s naked
This like the view of a painting or a lay kin (not sure ?)
This just how beautiful my day is
Beat me how I’m raising up the capital from nothing
Capital I’m raising like I’m through punctuating
Or shift keys, or in eye placement cuz
shifting keys gets your capital raised up. Mothafucka, haah