Synopsis: Absolute barfest with a killer first round by Danny Myers (“I knew this would be a cold war, so after I spy I’m rushing [Russian] to wherever KG Be”) that had me thinking there was no way KG The Poet could stand a chance. But KG would prove me wrong, equaling Myers in wordplay, aggression and of course, bars: “Show me where you got that bread at, like you did with M. Ciddy, comparing the cash, kick in the door, spark it at your mouth, my niggas march in [martian] in the house like American Dad”. After straight spazzing in round 1, you’d expect them to both have to bring it down a notch in the middle round, but Danny, despite his best (“I’ll punch you in your face 7 times, it’s gonna be hella wounds bro, you ain’t gonna understand all these bad bitches like Telemundo”) lines, still didn’t have enough to take the lead on the consistently nice “I got a pair of .25 ACP’s, a shot to the face or stomach he dies, I named them Mary-Kate and Ashley watch these twins raised in front of his eyes!”) KG. With a win still on the line in round 3, while Danny still came with it (“I am the manifestation of the Annunaki in human form”) there was just a little too much filler to keep up with KG’s numerous heavy bars, wordplay and personals: “And you wonder why your baby mama ain’t giving her vagina, it’s cuz’ while you out here whining and fussing, she out there grinding and sucking, I bust in her face took an Instagram pic, no filter…”
Verdict: KG The Poet (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Danny Myers – “I keep a ratchet like I’m not attracted to bitches with goals”
