Recap: “He weight-hating!” LOL!!! Seriously tho, a little surprised a vet like Marvwon would try to out bully the likes of Head Ice here. Sure, Marv had a couple of nice (“He ain’t gonna be the same when he leave Minnesota, nigga this gonna be like Marbury all over again”) bars, but with so many angles to choose from, you’d think he’d know better almost spending his entire round on “Who’s Harder?” semantics, esp. when at times it didn’t look like even he could take what he was spitting that seriously. Still, Ice being Ice, spends half his round spitting hilarious fat (“I don’t give a fuck how much water in your knees, your titties may kill you in your sleep, cuz we black folks”) jokes and the rest of it that street shit he’s renowned for, working both lanes to full effect with a performance to match then heading back to Harlem with another vic on his hands.
Verdict: Head Ice (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Head Ice -“I’m your boss today, and I feel like you taking up too much office space, so…’CLIP!’…’BOOF!’…you off today!”
