Recap: Crazy, dope PG battle between Fettuccine20 and Jakkboy Maine has it all: hot (Fetty: “Yeah, I Bugs on the mic, but my monsters will shoot this place up like Space Jam!”) bars aplenty, stifling wordplay, nice rebuttals, pointed disses at each other’s girl, gas masks, jaunty (Jakkboy: “What you gonna say? ‘Fettuccine, Linguini…’ then I cut him and keep hooking, like pre-cooking, ‘cuz when shit’s boil, hen you crush them all!”) set-ups, potent schemes, fiery (Fetti: “So throwing up your fist at me is sort of a slap in the face, I’m mad harder, bad barber, I’ll give you a bald head of you ask for the fade!”) gun bars, lofty sound effects and if all that wasn’t enough, a couple of dance moves just in case you needed a little more. But who won the battle? Gonna have to go here with Mr. Maine, who certainly earned this one over a valiant and resilient Fetti, one-upping his opponent on (“Hey, what’s your equation?, state it and maybe you won’t hold the thoughts, the beef with me different and don’t nobody try it like Stroganoff!”) haymakers, performance and versatility, Jakkboy manages to edge the latter two rounds and probably would’ve had a tooclose 1st if not for a few too many wasted bars directed at DNA.
Verdict: Jakkboy Maine (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Jakkboy Maine – “So cut it out, I was young, dummy and dubbs, so what the fuss about?, just bugging out, and when mom’ said beat the streetlights home, I’d bust them out!”
