Recap: D.O.T. and Houston’s Scotty hash it out on The TrapNY stage and leave with a split. Round one sees Scotty get off to a robust start with speakeasy (“Don’t point between numbers, ya name D.O.T. not decimal!”) reprimands and rich (“You got it before it came out, damn I’m leaking this pistol!”) gun speils that made their point. Howeverm they’re they’re matched by D.O.T.’s aggressive wordplay, lofty (“I’m trying to catch a Goofy-ass slipping, like Disney On Ice!”) punchlines and urban street theatrics. Second round is an easy dub for Scotty as his punches and schemes continue to hit and land with more than enough (“They don’t know what to do with Scott, well I’m a talk this game till I die, I’m Stuart Scott!”) heat to take out what was a pretty inconsistent turn from his opponent. But thanks in part to a lethargic round from Scotty, D.O.T. gets back to basics and takes the round with steadier wordplay and relentless (“They gonna be moaning by your coffin, y’all know I hate deadbeats, [well] tell ya mama I was trying to box somethin’!”) shiners that left a huge mark and gave him a draw.
Verdict: TIE
Favorite line: D.O.T. – “Neck shot, they ain’t gonna do shit but watch you bleed out, what’s that tough act ’bout, .38 snub nose, plus it’s one in the snout, all them niggas know all that acting will make a nigga like me, act out!”
