Recap: Consistently fire with the (“I came from the trenches, we was a bunch of little grimy son-of-a-bitches, [but] Dre ain’t never ‘Set It Off’, he just handed the gun’s to the bitches!”) wordplay. spouting fierce gun bars throughout and mixing in some sporadic wit, Fettuccine20 gets the win by taking the first couple of rounds here against a Dre Vishiss, who was solid throughout (esp. when he was kicking that real [“Bitch nigga, if this was a scene outta ‘Boyz in Da Hood’, you’d be ready to let Trey out the car, bitch nigga, before I even seen that shit I was a kid letting the .3 out the car…really living that life for you rap nigga’s to make it a bar!”] shit in a spitfire 3rd), but suffered from too much filler and a slow start to his 1st to have any chance of withstanding his opponent’s early heat.
Verdict: Fettuccine20 (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Fettuccine20 -“No big brothers, I had to fight for mine when I was hitting the block, I played basketball and baseball, till I start pitching the rock!”
