Recap: Well, that was interesting. Charlie Clips returns overseas to Don’t Flop to battle uber-confident, British rapper Shotty Horror and aside from losing a tag-in excessive turn that got a bit too uncomfortable for Shotty’s liking, this one was all Clips, who despite his opponent’s opinion, easily out-punched Horroh in the first round and withstanding the soon-to-be-retiring and well-researched Horroh using almost his entire 3rd round to make pontifications on the battle rap industry instead of direct shots at his opponent, Clips’ abundance of fiery punchlines, stinging wordplay and a host of comedic stylings to just as easily take the deciding 3rd.
Verdict: Charlie Clips (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Charlie Clips – “I said outside this country a lot of nigga’s don’t know who homie be, his career about to give out…Kobe knee!”
Recap: What Jay Scott lacks in delivery and performance, he shows here that he can make up for it with some hardbody bars. YaBoyClip however, pronounced as he is with his delivery and able to slip in some wit, nice schemes and performance to make up for not always having the best pen, manages to edge this one on versatility alone after splitting the first two rounds and taking the 3rd.
Verdict: YaBoyClip (W) 2-1
Favorite line: YaBoyClip – “Head shot, y’all gonna need a 1000 sheets to wipe the shit from Scott tissue!”
Recap: Good to see the underrated (“I’m a fan of Team Homi, but you mad wack, if you sign?, the deal won’t include mad stacks, they’ll pay you in Newports and doo-rag packs!”) M. Ciddy back in the ring, but too bad here against an always dangerous opponent in Xcel, the long layoff may’ve hampered him a bit as throughout this battle too many of his punches just didn’t hit with the usual flair and intricacy that we’re used to seeing. On the other hand, except for a pretty standard 2nd, Xcel shined throughout with righteous (“I swear, these pussies niggas grow beards and think they like that, but nigga you play Samson, I’ll test the strength in here [hair], you’ll get your life snatched!”) personals, witty anecdotes and searing (“While you was watching Pokeman, I was poking niggas for mine!”) invectives that were backed by a versatile and aggressive gameplan that he executed to a tee.
Verdict: Xcel (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Xcel – “How you gonna win?, say I’m a bum, talk about how my apparel fits?, well since I’m bummy I guess it’s [only] right I keep the barrel lit!”
Recap: For the first two rounds of this 3-rounder from Bar Bendas Regime, Madface’s piercing punchlines, witty barbs and heated set-ups/gun bars work together to beat back a pretty solid overall, aggressive and mayhem-dishing Omega, the latter salvaging the last round with more consistent heat then his previous rounds.
Verdict: Madface (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Madface – “Y’all should’ve seen me at his crib when he wasn’t home, laughing while I fucked his bitch, that was a funny bone!”
Recap: Scoring at will with stifling (“You don’t move me Dub, I feel the tension in the air…take a shot to loosen up!”) punches, sizzling performance bars, dope personals and rapid (“Let him run in my crib tripping, I’m waiting in the kitchen, the boy will get shot, old school cereal style, I’ll whip the toy out the box!”) heaters that shook the room, Presidential Dubz out-punches a solid Ddub in the first two rounds to guarantee a win. A slightly more (“Right before I shoot, I scream Jersey!, get this Boom! behind bars like Free Ahdi!“) versatile and witty Ddub edges the 3rd to avoid the 30.
Verdict: Presidential Dubz (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Presidential Dubz – “Before my battle Stylez called me the Icey Lady, that joke was very strong…let me turn it into a bar, since the battle it’s only been Mango and Coco…Cherry gone!”
Recap: After putting up with 8 or so minutes of mostly average lines and definitive reaches from Indiana rapper (“Where I’m from, niggas like Gina from Martin, ‘cuz when they grab the biscuit, they know it’s Payne [pain]”) Caine Marko, Danny Myers literally gets biblical, handing down wild (“Read the letters, I’ll have his DNA leaking forward…AND backwards!”) haymakers, righteous name flips and prophetic (“I’m a sign of hope, see men [semen] wasn’t supposed to see me, but the condom broke!”) wordplay with enough moral fortitude that Mr. Marko may want to think about another hobby.
Verdict: Danny Myers (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Danny Myers – “I’ll shoot your baby right in front of you, I’m with that action nigga, the pain for your child is in intervals….that’s a contraction, nigga!”
Recap: Despite some nice (“If it’s that personal, I’mma go to ya crib, scare ya mum while she cooking, [Bow!] put a hole in her fridge!”) punchlines here and (“These light-skin niggas man, I don’t want no beef, Drake got y’all niggas turned up, I ain’t trying to be no Meek”) there, Math Hoffa gets caught up in his feelings, allowing outside the ring drama to get in his head and induce some rare slip-ups as well as an off-the-dome rant that while allowing him to vent his frustrations with current-day battle rap, didn’t help his cause of being able to keep it professional in the ring. That, and what was mostly a consistently (forgive him for daring to mention the words ‘Humpty Dumpty’ in a battle) tight and personal (“You fell off, I remember days when you was a heavyweight, now you don’t cut the top tier like a wedding cake”) savvy round from the UK’s Tony D, allowed the Hollow da Don’s doppelganger to pull off a mild upset.
Verdict: Tony D (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Tony D – “Bro, you punch rappers in battles, and then moan when you get punched and then moan more when your opponents in battles bring the shit up!”
Recap: From KOTD, against the mean personals, ‘Bird bars’ and aggressive/witty punchlines from Dirtbag Dan, after getting edged in round 1, a more consistently-punching, rigid name flipping, personal-lit and wordplay/scheme rocking DNA handily takes each of the latter rounds for the win in this fiery 3-rounder.
Verdict: DNA (W) 2-1
Favorite line: DNA – “Danny Boy, I ain’t gotta be mad at you to send you where ‘Pac at!”
Recap: Not to take anything away from Arsonal, who did pretty well here, using a plethora of fleeting (“I will stretch your mother pussy until it’s wider than Bonnie womb, then violate her like she off the pill and got left in Bill Cosby room”) personals, witty (“I kill niggas by the caseload, you just another asswipe to an a-hole!”) one-liners and bully bars to make this a competitive battle regardless. But in a battle with a couple of elite names that should’ve been staged on UDubb or Smack/URL in the first place, JC having gone on record to state that he ended his last two rounds early because of some alleged misfinances on the part of BOTB UK, should be taken into account here. Of course, that has nothing to do with Arsonal, much less showing up, being a professional and competing in full. Yet, the fact that JC almost never chokes, while edging a close 1st round with better wordplay and more consistent (“Well it’s cool because we creeping with the torch, got the ratchet looking for that joint, like Felecia on the porch!”) shiners, at the very least warrants a rematch…preferably in the States.
Verdict: Arsonal (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Arsonal – “I been a shooter, .30 on me, extended rugar, I got Edward scissors hand, knuckles sharp, I’m Nigga Kruger!”
Recap: Solid battle between Reepah Rell and Luck Dollaz is highlighted by Reepah’s fake slip-up in the 3rd round that was actually an acronym of his opponent’s name. Close match throughout, a more condensed and slicker with the wordplay Reepah takes the 1st before a pretty pedestrian turn in the 2nd allows for Dollaz to finesse his way to a tie. The deciding 3rd however, sees Reepah get back in his bag with more steely name flips and and jaunty punchlines to take it in the end.
Verdict: Reepah Rell (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Reepah Rell – “Y’all really thought I wasn’t nice with arms?, what the fuck he think?, I get excited if I hear bones shatter…this your Lucky break!”
Recap: With his rich comedic timing, cool kid confidence and searing performance bars, if he chooses to Mo Mula has the goods to go a long way in this battle rap world. Not to take anything for granted however, as Ha Style’s potent 3rd round here, an aggressive and delicious combo of grandiose (“Shit, I went up his projects steps and the chopper shined from the roof like Project X!”; “Dead body, what you see phew you [CPU] when I use the mac”!) wordplay and righteous gun bars showed that even the best up-n-comer can be beat. Too bad for Ha, his last round would end up being his best would only save him from getting 3-0’d as Mula’s aforementioned (“I got huge guns, that’s hi-tech, lasers beams in hi-depth [Ha death]…silencer on it [makes sound of bullet firing] got Ha thinking that hi-def [Ha deaf]” distinctive and highly {“Niggas said they clap nina’s and bang ratchets, but they ain’t bust a chicken head…y’all probably thought I had a chicken head [clicks] nope them chicken heads [Blak!] the kick back will have you doing the Chickenhead!”) entertaining style was on full display in the two earlier rounds, easily getting him the dub here over what was too many standard bully/braggadocio lines from Ha Styles.
Verdict: Mo Mula (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Mo Mula – “It’s a privilege being this dope, like when you mix Henny and loud!”
Recap: A more consistent flow with some fiery schemes and nice (“Me verse Murda should do numbers, because these new niggas love Money & Violence”) punchlines would normally beat most opponents. But despite a couple of early round slip-ups…overall J Murda’s bars were not only a little more clever, but had more (“I wanna know that he dead, a head shot? cool, but a couple will do the job, you ever been to the island?”) impact, allowing him to edge a close one over Philly’s Zur Money.
Verdict: J. Murda (W) 2-1
Favorite line: J. Murda – “He don’t answer private calls, I got him [points hand like gun] through the Pinger”
Recap: Hitman Holla doesn’t do much, withstanding some antiquated bars and even failing to do one of his noted remixes here against UK rapper Bonkaz. But thanks to some rich performance (“I’m on the 7 looking for him, bandanna on the scope, I’ll cook till you melt, I’ll get to flagging down whips like I’m looking for help!”) bars and frenzied schemes as well as a delivery-challenged, monotone opponent who didn’t offer much in the way of crazy wordplay much less dope bars, it’s a pretty easy one-round win nonetheless for Holla.
Verdict: Hitman Holla (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Hitman Holla – “Man, I’ll play hide-n-seek with your body, it’ll b e ike World’s War tho times two, you’ll be so lost the cops fuck around and locate a dragonball before they fidn you!”
Recap: AHAT brings you this one-rounder between Young Griz and XP. A competitive battle that saw both battlers bring some shiners along with some aggressive punchlines, less filler and more intricate wordplay from Griz ends up being the difference-maker.
Verdict: Young Griz (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Young Griz – “Deep break in his skin, I’ll have him biting his lip, like prom selfies!”
Recap: It’s an easy body for Viixen the Assassin as despite being given every chance to get her groove back, an unprepared Bonnie Godiva repeatedly stumbles, forgets her written’s and lamely attempts to freestyle before finally choking. For Viixen all that was left was getting through her round, which she impressively does, dishing delicious personals, infinite wordplay and piercing punchlines in this one-rounder from Go Hard or Go Home Battle League.
Verdict: Viixen the Assassin (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Viixen the Assassin -“So tonight, let’s make this a clean fight, send her hoem with something to talk about…she getting hit with a bragging right!”
Recap: During their recent battle Hollow da Don schooled a lot of battle rappers on how to use personals when going up against Charlie Clips. But clearly not everyone is up for the task as UK up-n-comer Gemini displays here. Better when he flouted his hometown’s (“This a place where niggas go pen come out and go back in, they repeat the same sentence like a dyslexic reading!”) pedigree along with some rich punchlines instead of standard “School of Hollow” personals that mostly failed to land, Gemini’s round was simply no match for Clips combination of stifling performance (“I’ll grab ya baby mom’s to the roof and make her skydive, I was born in ’83, I was taught to Air Mac’s before 9 5!”) bars, easy name flip (“Now watch Gemin1 turn into a Leo, and start lying [lion] ’bout that full clip, if he say he shooting the Taurus, don’t worry that’s some bull shit”) schemes and rigid punchlines.
Verdict: Charlie Clips (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Charlie Clips – “I’ll pop a pill, take ya girl home. spend 9 hours in bed, I’m from America, she from London, so I made give me 5 hours a head [ahead]!”
Recap: Another example of why it’s so risky to book big battles on smaller/new leagues. In what should’ve easily been a 3-rounder, somehow two of the best battle rappers on the planet, Hollow da Don and Pat Stay, get their much anticipated battle reduced to a one-rounder. And to make things worse, Pat for some inexplicable reason, gets his one round cut short by the timekeeper despite attempts by the crowd and even his opponent to let him keep going. Call it sloppy, call it disorganization or even blame the rappers failing to get their terms straight before signing the paperwork. Either way, it’s always the fans who get the short end of the stick. As for the battle itself, It’s Hollow’s versatility, that included everything from wild gun (“When I was young, I was a heat blower, revolvers with speed loaders, now it’s a drum and tommy gun, look like I’m [swings hands] swinging a leaf blower!”) bars, to wicked ‘knife bars’ to crazy (“The steel will erase his [racist] thoughts like the old Pat!”) wordplay to dancehall riddims to fly off-the-dome personals that outshined what was mostly the usual stupendous (“He’ll watch a porn like, ‘this guy ain’t even a real plumber'”, “Hollow da Don?…What’s your mother’s name, Donna da Mom?”) jokes and standard bully bars from Pat Stay. Still overall, a huge disappointment for fans and a battle that demands a 3-round rematch on either URL or KOTD.
Verdict: Hollow da Don (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Hollow da Don – “Oooohhh I hope you get Aids and Alzheiner’s, so you can forget you have Aids till all your ex’s start dying!”
Recap: In their recaps of their battle, J-Money says he won and O-Red calls it a ‘classic’. Well, we say neither as Red, using a gang of fierce punchlines, gritty name flips, a couple of cold rebuttals and fire gun bars/schemes easily takes the first two rounds from an opponent who used a boatload of questionable angles to his raps, when he wasn’t spitting mostly pedestrian bars. With the battle already in hand, Red uses the 3rd round to run through his battle resume and kick some very basic lines, allowing J-Money to salvage the round with a solid, scheme/personal-heavy turn that was clearly his best….by the way, couldn’t help but notice, but is that Jaz-O, the Originator, in the crowd looking on?
Verdict: O-Red (W) 2-1
Favorite line: O-Red – “Black navy with the sidewinder wheels, I’ll roll up with that Lincoln, in front of Money like a 5-dollar bill!”
Recap: Loud Boys’ Bonus and Houston’s Statz G compete in what was dope and consistently fiery matchup on the URL Proving Grounds stage. Not that the efficiently (“To the niggas who said it ain’t about the bars, I’m through with you u guys, the only way I know it’s through the bars nigga…I’ve been institutionalized!”) wordplay-heavy and aggressive Statz did much of anything wrong, but the round 1 edge went to Bonus for a slightly more steady flow that backed up fluorescent (“Let me find out you getting that bread and I’mma need it often, get close to him while my eyes on that paper…like I’m cheating off him!”) rhymes that continuously hit their mark. Despite another solid (“Nobody is safe, I don’t care if you a white supremacist or screaming ‘Black Power’!, your bitch can still be the most gruesome unsolved murder in history…that’s the Black Dhalia!”) round by Bonus, the 2nd round was a clear vic for Statz, who when he wasn’t eloquently dissing (“No shot-clock violation, but you’ll get your head clapped, pull the pistol and make him sleep faster than watching a Cortez match!”) a well-known veteran in battle rap, used some crazy wordplay and braggadocio (“Beefing with me like the end of a pool stick, you better chalk it up before I break somethin'”) bars to easily take the round and even things up. Excellent final round from both (“I walk around with it on public, so I know y’all see my cig, trying to see how many shots can ya house hold…nigga I’ll shoot your whole house like T.I. crib!”) Statz and (“Man his whole career’s been up and down, every battle it’s the same game with him, you remind me of a layover, ‘cuz he started off plain, got off for a second and got played again!”) Bonus as each battler stayed hungry and reminded you why they were chosen for the PGs. However it’s Bonus, with more (“I’m Magic Johnson, I done got bigger after nigga’s found out how sick I was!”) haymakers, rich personals and more versatility with the bars, that outlasts his opponent for the win in the end.
Verdict: Bonus (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Bonus – “I pop shit ‘cuz the lift of the gun look like mop stick, yeah we could dance, but everybody get hit, it’s like a mosh pit!”
Recap: In this punchline-lit 3-rounder from Black Ice Cartel, a spitfire freestyle at the end of his 3rd round serves as the coup de grace for a confident Danja Zone, who’s steady barrage of sizzling punches, rigid mayhem and boastful wordplay/name flips/personals is enough to beat back a solid/clever-punching, but less potent overall B Magic in each round.
Verdict: Danja Zone (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Danja Zone – “I slaughter nigga’s and you nothing like Carter, write harder, thinking Danja wack, I’ll bring the blade to Black like Wesley Snipes’ barber!”
Recap: One of those battles where you should definitely NOT be paying attention to the comments section as so many got Ha Style this one winning…easy. Yet, upon watching the battle itself, it’s really a much different story as Drugz albeit had a lot of one-dimensional street flair, still sparked remnants of authenticity and enough (“Get these pussies stretched, somebody get him some vinegar!”) action/wordplay to easily take the first round and hang in there for the rest of the battle. Moving on, Ha’s aggressive, old-school flow was uplifted when he went (“That’s your style? A nigga can hit your girl as long as she don;t suck it, you give em dap and a smile?!”) personal on his opponent and repeatedly landed with spot-on jabs to the middle round. 3rd close wasn’t the best for either battler, however, despite Ha dishing a couple of loud haymakers and Drugz mostly going hit-or-miss, ultimately it’s still Drugz edging the win with slightly better (“I’m that pissed, you never seen me that like this before, I guess you did get Cat-fished!”) consistency to his bars, unlike plenty of ample reaches, spectator bars and righteous filler from Mr. Style that got tended to get lost in his amped-up performance..
Verdict: Drugz (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Drugz – “I’m a hype beast, white sheets, a fraud, it’s what you seem to be, those 7,000 views are not yours, so your chances of success without Roc are quite Bleek!”
Recap: Bigg K and Caustic make for a spirited, competitive and memorable battle with plenty of mocking personals, lyrical shiners, righteous punchlines, witty barbs and for Caustic, especially during his tension-filled, uber-personal 3rd round, a plethora of real-life drama that let you know he isn’t just about getting a laugh. Even tho his opponent clearly wasn’t impressed, a punch-heavy (“Like you wasn’t a nerd up in prison, I bet you got checked on sight like terms and conditions!”), funny and more consistent Caustic takes a close first round before Bigg K ups his punchline/personal game and easily takes out an elongated and sometimes-indirect turn by Caustic in the 2nd round to even things up. And while the aforementioned turn by Caustic in the deciding 3rd was an at-times emotional and notable one, K’s ability to ‘kick’ his opponent’s real-life struggles aside for a (“But I guess when you’re Mr. Disrespectful, that’s how you do things, walk around Oakland with a cat on a shoestring!”) hilarious, creative and mocking turn on Caustic’s cat, wins him the round and the battle.
Verdict: Bigg K (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Bigg K – “Razor to ya face, get severed in cold cuts, you soft, peanut butter and jelly with no crust!”
Recap: Look! It’s Yella Mane, the guy from the ‘Best Gun So Big Bars’ video, finally up on the URL stage! Other than that, nothing much to see here, besides a hot jalapeno scheme and the bloody insides of Presidential Dubz slaughterhouse. Exquisitely (“I ain’t picky, I’m buying any gun they selling, my hood killer’s, that area cold, that area code start with 187!”) playing with words like your kid with Lego’s for all 3 rounds, Dubz’ consistently aggressive and fiery bars make quick work of the dude from Memphis.
Verdict: Presidential Dubz (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Presidential Dubz – “Him, being taller than me?, I ain’t concerned bout it, you from the South right?, good, that’s where these birds flying!”
Recap: Two things can be true at once. So no, most of Street Hymns’ rhymes were not too advanced or ‘going over your head’, for the most part here in this Bullpen Battle League bout against Riggz, Street;s punches were subpar, his delivery was poor and a failure to adequately embrace so-called ‘nerd bars’ or being a Christian battle rapper showed time and time again as he was too focused on wordplay instead themes and schemes (ex. the excellent Genesismore in line with his in-ring persona. Then too, while hitting at times, yes Riggz was taking in a lot of gas from the crowd throughout this match, especially during the opening rounds, which coincidentally weren’t even his best (that’d be his 3rd). Still, a mostly one-sided battle regardless as while Riggz may need to take some time out to look up what ‘Repentance’ really means, his gritty gun bars, spicy Christianity retorts and flexing punches/personals scored him a 30.
Verdict: Riggz (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Riggz – “Let’s get back to business Streets, your bitch ain’t cha bitch, when you not around she be acting type iffy Streets, I would put you on but where I’m from we consider that snitching Streets, just know she don’t believe in ya God, that bitch be on my sack religiously [sacreligiously]!”
Recap: Keeping up with B Magic’s punchline pedigree isn’t easy, but Detroit rapper Mackk Myron does a damn good job of doing so here. Almost matching Magic line for line with a fiery bowl of stirring (“Your name Magic, right? Well show me a trick besides your mama, you ain’t the magic type”) one-liners, feelgood jokes and even a couple of stupendous (“Its some niggas who hate Mackk and can’t stand him, niggas think they stand up [raises hand] niggas till we Lieutenant Dan em”) performance bars, Mackk’s rigid performance here should be warning to anyone facing him in the future. His only downfall? Elongated rounds that failed to match his opponent’s consistency. As for whether Magic was doubling down on the (“Will, your homeboy is dirty, tell him dress up, this nigga Mackk couldn’t come clean if he fessed up!”) personals, spouting some rich sneak punches or steady scoring with dazzling name (“You seen Player’s Club, St. Louis niggas is quick to put a Mack in the trunk”) flips, his overall tenacity was just too much to keep up with.
Verdict: B Magic (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B Magic – “Last laugh nigga, Mackk ain’t a shooter, I’ll send you to meet your maker like Back to the Future”
Recap: In what you’d think would be a entertaining barfest, D.O.T. versus Uno Lavos is less engaging when interrupted by attention whores in the crowd. Yet isn’t helped either by Uno’s lack of verbal (“I was about to stab you then punch you, now that’s how you cross your T’s and DOT your I’s!”/”I’ll knock you the fuck out over a ceiling fan”?!?) consistency, much less oft-lame attempts at mimicking D.O.T.’s style. Still, while D.O.T.’s veritable army of braggadocio bars and witty gun bars aren’t always impressive, overall, they’re still (“This barrel hot like corduroys on the 4th of July!”) efficient enough to take rounds 1 plus 3 and walk out with a win here.
Verdict: D.O.T. (W) 2-1
Favorite line: D.O.T. – “Neck shot, will fuck up his posture, I twist scalps like rasta’s, I’ll send a Mexican shooter, she’ll come to ya casa, take out the familia…para nada!”
Recap: Rapping casually like it’s just another day at the office, Jey The Nitewing uses a boatload of fiery, boastful punches and mocking personals to handily beat back a mostly subpar Lucent in this 3-round For Mcs By MCs tourney battle.
Verdict: Jey The Nitewing (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Jey The Nitewing – “Your pen is nice?, well my pen is Mormon!”
Recap: In a battle filled with colloquial rhymes, scorching/witty personals, boastful darts, disrespectful punches (from Arsonal), some dope wordplay and telltale tests of manhood (from Pass), after the two split the first couple of rounds, a pretty righteous, Oscar Grant-elegiac and highly gripping turn by Pass in the 3rd gives the Bay-area vet the win in this competitive 3-rounder from KOTD.
Verdict: Pass (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Pass – “It’s a whole wave of nigger’s claiming to be Crip, but its just making us seasick [C sick]!”
Recap: In this 1-rounder from Traphouse Battle League, a barrage of spicy street rhymes and gritty punchlines from E Banga work their way to deliver enough static to get past a solid, but overall less substantial and repetitive flowing Bill Collector.
Verdict: E Banga (W) 1-0
Favorite line: E Banga – “Don’t die ‘cuz of pride, this ya man talking to you, I’d rather it be me than them cans talking to you, ‘cuz them fake chains gonna make nigga’s mad when they rob you!”
Recap: When you get a hands-down, spitfire bar-fest, does anyone really lose? But then what would people expect but a near-classic when the self-proclaimed “Kingpen” (aka Chilla Jones) goes up against the self-proclaimed “Bar God” (aka Danny Myers). A near debatable, what with a slightly punch-heavier, angle-lit and (“This what I do, the burner hold rounds like a disc maker, get Black buried over games like it’s Brick Breaker, you got me in my old zone, that’s big danger!”) wordsmith-spazzing Chilla edging the 1st round over Danny’s rampant lines of sheer mayhem, before Danny launches a seismic turn of unadulterated heat drenched with some fiery personals and sterling (“Banana clip hanging out of the K, you gonna meet with shots, you’ll see this half moon in the middle of the day, that’s an Equinox!”) haymakers to edge yet another fire, punch and scheme-heavy turn by Mr. Jones. The 3rd round would see Chilla get uber-personal and put forth perhaps the illest spiel on Danny’s infamous (and perplexing) decision to give T-Rex $12K for a battle, before switching it up and dishing a stinging roundhouse of exemplary punchlines that would edge a standout, rebuttal-swinging, but less versatile turn by Danny and give the Kingpen a hard-earned win…barely.
Verdict: Chilla Jones (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Chilla Jones – “I’m too hot, this is haymakers and quick jabs, they said you’d never take a loss to me [colostomy], now you getting your shit bagged!”
Recap: Yeah well, that was kind of weird. In a Colosseum Battle League 3-rounder that at times came off as a handicap match (what with Vic Hustle constantly tagging in his man’s throughout the battle) when there wasn’t frequent interruptions from the crowd (and the DJ) as well as Bill Collector strangely attempting to video tape himself during his final round, despite 3 gritty and solid turns by Hustle, BC’s more consistently lit punches, off-the-dome heat, spicy subliminals and spirited personals/wordplay allows hin to take rounds 1 and 3 (call the 2nd round debatable) for the win.
Verdict: Bill Collector (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Bill Collector – “Vic stocky with no neck, that’s Benzino shit!”
Recap: Loud, bar-heavy, heat-ready, name-flip savvy, close and gritty PG battle between the rarely seen, but always on point (“I will shoot you in front of your son, you can crawl with him”) Illanoiz and lyrical barsmith (“City gave me my own platform to build a brand, that’s why I’m called Brooklyn!”) Brooklyn Carter comes down to the 2nd round, which a more condensed and consistent B.C. edges after also taking the 1st. An aggressive and pretty solid battle overall, even with B.C. getting the win early, peep a versatile and fire 3rd round from Illanoiz that’s riddled with haymakers.
Verdict: Brooklyn Carter (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Brooklyn Carter – “This battle like Jazz walking away, it’s a flat body, but it’s still cool to look at!”
Recap: After a potent first round that saw him use some nice gun (“I got a bunch a niggas outside with drums, it look like I threw a parade for you nigga!”) bars and aggressive personals to edge round one, Midwest Miles dated bars and crowd pandering catches up to him–allowing Head Ice, despite a few bouts with reaches and nonsensical raps, to stay more consistent on the storytelling front, nifty (“Man, what you doing with all these miles and ain’t got no direction? that’s why you stuck in the mid ‘cuz everything west from you don’t see no progression!”) wordplay and gritty street talk to come from behind and take the latter rounds along with the win.
Verdict: Head Ice (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Head Ice – “Know your places, I run through your team with an old forty-four, Ernie Davis!”
Recap: North Carolina battle emcee Eaze’s effort to pull off an upset against T Top are a mixed bag of predictable fat jokes, reaches and standard (“I came to put the can in Top, that’s a cabinet!”) bars with little to no impact. In other words, no match for Top’s relentless schemes, steady name flips and rich (“The blade go either way [swipes arm in air], that bitch debatable!”) performance bars in this one-off from Rose Court Battle League.
Verdict: T Top (W) 1-0
Favorite line: T-Top – “I’ll head tag him, watch him fall, leg drag him…I learned if you move the body it bled faster!”
Recap: What better way for two battle rap heads to settle residual beef than to actually battle each other? And as proven here, that could be a pretty good thing for the audience too as E. Farrell and (“We keep rounds in the cases like record shops!”) Bangz keep the crowd entertained with plenty of witty bars, rich performance lines, ill personals and some nice wordplay throughout this 3-round match. However, after edging the first round with some more eccentric (“I’m gonna leave ya shit pushed back, cuz I got nothing better to do…procrastinating!”) punches, then taking a step back with a somewhat flat second, it’s Farrell who survives this one on top with an altogether hilarious, mocking, gimmick-induced 3rd that even his opponent could appreciate, much less comicly participate in.
Verdict: E. Farrell (W) 2-1
Favorite line: E. Farrell – “Fuck the quotes you done wrote about the cola, diet coke and menthos the only way your pack will blow up with the soda!”
Recap: Hard-hitting 1-rounder from Pride Life Battle League between 40 B.A.R.R.S. and 3SK finds the latter especially getting aggressive and busy with a gang of flashy gun bars and sizzling personals. But a slightly more consistent and versatile 40, robust while scoring with the wordplay, similes, racial banter, personals, punches and name flips, edges this one for the win.
Verdict: 40 B.A.R.R.S. (W) 1-0
Favorite line: 40 B.A.R.R.S. – “It’s like we joined the Mile High club, with me you getting fucked up!”
Recap: Having long carved a niche as an antic-prone performance artist as much as he is a battle rapper, Daylyt is that lone top tier rhyme-slinger where a win-loss record really doesn’t matter. Indeed, as long as you get your money’s worth, at this point who cares about which Daylyt shows up, much less if he wins or losses? The guy pretty much does what he wants, the fans love him and if you’re a league owner who cares about his bottom line, you’d be hard-pressed not to book him on your platform. So whether it’s the rapper’s rapper who, ski-mask or no ski-mask, can go toe-to-toe with the likes of Pass or Mike P. or the dude who takes a dump on stage or the dude who just ups and quits (vs. Rone) on a battle or the dude who brings out Loaded Lux impressionists for a laugh and does a fantastic Morpheus slow-motion impression (as he does here against B Magic, who with consistently spicy punchlines in both of the opening rounds, took the win) that coupled with his crew’s performance and some witty/esoteric punches, makes for a classic, jaw-dropping 3rd round while verifying that Quill is never not entertaining.
Verdict: B Magic (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B Magic – “From the Louiee, I’m Gucci, watch how I design a flow!”
Recap: Some hard (“Lame fuck, I should chhhkkk, aim bust!, ‘cuz all I got is these….[points hands like gun at Ryda’s head] and you don’t want me to bring my grades up!”) gun bars spit by Truth Watson keeps things competitive, but overall it’s Ryda’s potent versatility, nice (“…when your tombstone reads ‘where the Truth lies’, it’s not a contradiction!”) name flips and aggressive (“Pinocchio lying in martial arts class, I got something with the long nose kicking!”) punchlines that scores him a 3-0.
Verdict: Ryda (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Ryda – “I’ll put that on Grove Street, only time you can kill Ryda [a rider] is in a Graft Theft Auto mission!”
Recap: Crazy Proving Grounds matchup between Houston’s Scotty and Jersey’s Dre Dennis with too many dope bars to list here. Close throughout, this battle comes down to slightly less filler and more hitting (“This the nigga that said, ‘who got the best lines, Dre’, that’s a Victoria Secret’, no, you’re lin-ge-rie [lying Dre] that’s some extraordinary reaching!”; “What you rock a x x x x x xl?, some big shit we ain’t never seen, well I’mma give your Big T the best Hollow rounds we’ve ever seen!”) personals from Scotty. Along with rich storytelling lines and more condensed/fire (“I’m trying to kill me a nigga, I’m thinking like one of these cops today”) bars in rounds 1 and 3, despite Dennis’ litany of festive performance (“Everybody claim they got guns, but me?, I really bang mine…[extends arm] BOW!!!, the impact will knock the beans offa ya man’s hang time!”) bars, a stupendous 2nd round, nice wordplay, pouty name flips and jaunty (“…you can’t top Official, so you gonna brawl with Double D?!”) punchlines throughout, a little more consistency on the side of the kid from H-Town gets him the win.
Verdict: Scotty (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Dre Dennis – “Growing up, we had to choose one of three choices just to pass and go forward, it was either squeeze gats or move PCP or weed packs taking orders, it was like the beginning of Pokemon when we was back on the corner, cuz we ain’t know to pick the flame, grass or the water!”
Recap: Dope Halloween-themed 1-rounder hosted by Dizaster and Tony Montana featuring Kareem Abdul-Jabbar (aka Bill Collector) vs. Bruce Lee (aka A Class) gets edged (despite a fiery and punch-lit showing by A Class) by Bill via a gang of hilarious Asian jokes, some fire punchlines and a spirited performance that’d even make Kareem offer a high-five.
Verdict: Bill Collector (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Bill Collector – “You hate football ‘cuz you spent 7 hours making it!”
Recap: Against a mostly lackluster Uno Lavos, who even when it came to jokes wasn’t much on his A-game, Marvwon delivers his own brand of salacious wit along with a load of stinging personals to score a 30 on Don’t Flop.
Verdict: Marvwon (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Marvwon – “You created this alter image so the murderers wouldn’t kill you, but it hurts your heart when you found out they like the fake you more than the real you!”
Recap: Yes, you can be elongated with your rounds and still keep it spicy as QP shows us here versus Bonnie Godiva for what turned out to be a shrewd punch-fest between the two battlers on the Black Ice Cartel stage. A condensed Bonnie kept it gully, wordplay-lit and personal-savvy all the way through while spouting steadily hitting punches with nary a dry spot. Indeed, Ms. Godiva was even able to come up with some ill retorts at what she thought her old Innuendo team member might throw at her during a bout that stayed close with one battler rapping twice as long as the other. However, for all of Bonnie’s adept rhyme-slinging, a QP on his A-game (as well as a vet who takes a lot of credit for Bonnie’s pen) would be a little too much in the end, the never-lacking-for-confidence emcee/reality TV star delivering back-to-back-to-back with plenty of grit and constant flair when he wasn’t dishing a boatload of exemplary wordplay, fire name flips, hard-hitting personals and witty barbs that had the crowd lit. A battle drenched in haymakers from both sides, the slightly more sublime QP edges rounds 1 and 3 for the win.
Verdict: QP )W) 2-1
Favorite line: QP – “When you what I say with a little twist, bitch, that’s a remix!”
Recap: After pretty much taking round 1 off, Younga Baby steadily (“Talking that gangsta shit ’round here?, that’s suicide, gateway drug, you want smoke?, this shit will take you to newer high!”) improves with his punches as this TrapNY battle proceeds against Fettuccine20. Still, with the East Harlem spitter persistent rhyme (“You the head nigga in charge?, well these bullets playing follow the leader, if he don’t die, he’ll be fighting for his life longer than Bobbi Kristina!”; “…after I pop his bottle I’ll leave Moet [more wet] cuz I don’t like Cristal’s so I’m popping his ace!”) pedigree, righteous name flips and hitting personals consistently landing with ease, on this day anyway, UConn just didn’t have enough to beat New York.
Verdict: Fettuccine20 (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Fettuccine20 – “You ain’t shit, you just an appetizer to a bigger plate, the gun big, after the kick my man gotta catch me…Kid-n-Play!”
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!”
Recap: Long-awaited, pretty good and at times comedic battle between Jimz and Cortez on the RBE stage. Cortez wins round one easy, as better overall bars, fresh schemes and sizzling (“I’ve been feening the crackheads, when I smoke this pipe for that static on screen, now that’s Poltergeist!”) wordplay more than outshines Jimz assortment of mostly basic raps. However, just when you might’ve thought that you were in for a let down considering all the effort Jimz put into wanting this match, the kid from Queens steps it up and comes back with a much more prolific round two. More aggressive, affable with the set-ups and ramping up the (“Sidebar, what the fuck is up under that hat?!….I bet a stack you look like Krillin from Dragon Ball Z”) personals, Jimz not only outshines a shortened round by Cortez, but hilariously saves him with a nicely timed ‘Pause!’ near the beginning of his round. Tied going into the second, neither battler really stood out in round three. With an aggressive Cortez mostly (“I’m cemented in the streets and I gave you the green light, bitch, I paved your way!”) pontificating on how much he’s done for Latino battle rappers and Jimz unforgivably admitting to watching “Friends” while spouting an elongated round of hits and misses, it’s safe to call this one down the middle.
Verdict: TIE
Favorite line: Jimz – “I remember in Lionz Den, you got robbed for that battle with Ice, but then you got robbed for your ice in a battle with life”
Recap: Long accused of being a Dizaster clone, Gjonaj finally gets to battle the man himself in this 3-rounder from KOTD. 1st round is close with Gjonaj airing fiery (“You’ll never get it together, stop trying, stick to being Lebanon-violent”) punchlines along with nice schemes in his noted rambunctious style. But a more amped-up than usual Dizaster comes right back with steady (“Time for you to face your master, your name is gjnalaggg[unintelligible]”) jokes, animated personals and repeated bully (“This Christian could die, I’ll put your wings in the sky like a Batman signal!”) bars to edge the round. After admitting to stealing a Diz bar in an earlier battle, the second round sees Gjonaj surprisingly choke, giving Dizaster an easy lane to steamroll him with a wicked impression of his opponent and more funny (“It’s Yassar Arafat in a New Era hat!”) wisecracks on Gjonaj’s style and persona. Credit Gjonaj for getting his mojo back in the 3rd round (arguably the best round overall of the battle) with the Detroit rapper delivering some winning (“We should’ve battled on the rooftop, cuz’ you ain’t had a decent punch since Billy Boondox!”) personals and feelgood punches, while Dizaster continued to score points with stinging performance (“You cats act like me till you have a crap like me, then your personality is revealed, one [lifts fist up] Sandy hook on the stage will prove this Dizaster isn’t real!”) bars and seismic wordplay to steal the round and score a 3-0.
Verdict: Dizaster (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Dizaster – “I am jealous of you, ‘cuz I could never get a cab driver like you, shit your cab drivers drive you to the battle then walk inside the venue and stand beside you”
Recap: 2-rounder from ColoradoRap sees Dizaster use a gang of off-the-dome heat, witty personals and corrosive punchlines to easily beat back Detour’s rapid, but mostly pedestrian punchlines, sheer mayhem and a 2nd round that has to be one of the longest in battle rap history.
Verdict: Dizaster (W) 2-0
Favorite line: Dizaster – “Every move that you maneuver with, you look like a fucking computer glitch!”
Recap: A gang of piercing punchlines, some rigid name flips, a slew of witty barbs and a boatload of fierce schemes/personals allows Real Sikh to overcome the comedic and oft-disrespectful stylings of AHAT’s Stampede and score a 30 in this mostly one-sided battle from UDubb.
Verdict: Reak Sikh (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Real Sikh – “I’ll shoot ya bitch in the hip, have her walking like she can’t dance, this ratchet will leave a mark on her lower back of her tramp stamp!”
Recap: Despite landing some nice performance (“Y’all all with him?, listen you niggas can fold with him, a fort missing, what’s in [makes like pulling out a gun] these jeans gonna make [I’m] awarding him”) bars here and there, besides needing to work on his delivery a mostly average Prob is no match for Rosenberg Raw’s delightful mix of delicious (“I sold white girl, I’m talking Becky and Emily, I’ll shoot you right in front of the world, now that’s a Kennedy!”) non-sequiturs and gritty (“But if we pass words, it’s past words, squash and why try, the barrel longer than a wifi password”) gun bars.
Verdict: Rosenberg Raw (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Rosenberg Raw – “Always been a shooter, I ain’t never had no Hoop Dreams”
Recap: In this one-rounder from Spittaz League, D.O.T. does him: standard reaches that eventually hit their mark, sanguine performance bars and urban street (“If Nem is short for nemesis, then that means down for destruction, demise, I just gave y’all one, y’all with me?, I ain’t talking, I’m rapping, you named yourself after a disaster before it could happen!”) flair that his fellow Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn natives would be proud of. And what with his opponent Lord Nem mostly drab bars failing to offer much outside of unintended comic (“Knock the wig off this crackhead Coolio!”) relief, it’s an easy win for Determination Over Trust.
Verdict: D.O.T. (W) 1-0
Favorite line: D.O.T. – “Try to run and I’ll put two in your calves [Cavs] like Kyrie!”
Recap: Overall an underwhelming battle between Tsu Surf and Calicoe. But more surprisingly Surf, who upon making his first appearance on the hometown UDubb stage disappoints with all-too-short rounds, a handful of reaches and way too many complaints about crowd noise. A sometimes ordinary Calicoe, but still forever comfortable on the Jersey stage, stayed aggressive throughout his three rounds and won rounds one and three with a plethora of rich performance bars and more potent (“Everybody want to be B.I.G. till they in that blue bourbon!”) personals than his opponent. On the other hand while Surf hit here (“…and you the sucka nigga that clearly threw Meech under the bus!”) and there with some dope (“You battled Suge and said you had a show with Rick Ross…When?…Where? Did he know you was there?”) personals, too much elongated set-ups and righteous filler in the end hurt him. Yet Cal, who finessed his rhymes with mostly personals, really laid into Surf with “Why this my fourth battle in Jersey and the first time they seeing you?” Easy money, indeed.
Verdict: Calicoe (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Calicoe – “He the first nigga on Instagram on some ol’ lavish shit and get smacked with the burner for not having shit!”
Recap: In this West-coast PG battle, Skates and Krucial Ken chop it up with the usual assortment of electric gun bars, stinging personals, fierce punchlines and righteous bully bars with a nicer and more condensed Ken taking the 1st before a fiery, set-up rich Skates ties it up in the 2nd with the most hard-hitting round of the match. 3rd and deciding round is close, but a slightly more consistent and versatile Skates edges it to take the win.
Verdict: Skates (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Skates – “Well, I know you nigga’s wondering what’s next, well a-ight cool, I’ll take his bitch up on the roof because I’m a sheist dude, while she hanging off the ledge, step on her hands with my Nike shoes…then watch her let herself go like a bad bitch after high school!”
Recap: For 3 consistent rounds Cortez reps hard for his hood with a wide load of BK bangers, dishes out some nice storytelling bars, styles with the (“Fingerprints? Not a trace, cuz’ if I fuck with the gloves, I’m in Philly, two twins giving Brotherly Love!”) wordplay and kills with the personals against Cyssero, a signed North Philly rapper and battle rap vet, who despite some nice punches here and there, chokes twice and learns the hard way that if you’re an artist returning to battle rap, you may want to ease your way back in slowly against some lower tiers dudes rather than hop on the big stage right away and face a top tier like Cortez.
Verdict: Cortez (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Cortez – “So stop acting like you some real big G, please ock, you get sent to the store for dutches, you come back…and then get sent to the weed spot!”
Recap: Granted, every now and again you’ll see members of battle rap crews battle against each other. But real-life homies and clique members? Now that’s a rare sight. Yet, that’s what you get here as West-coast Grape St. crew spitters Aktive and Dre Vishiss go at it in this 1-rounder from AHAT. And while, as expected, there was very little on the personal side from each battler, a steady assortment of nice name flips (esp. from Dre), fierce gun/bully bars, gritty punchlines and utter mayhem was dished out from dudes. A solid battle all around, a more consistent with the punches and condensed Vishiss gets the edge here.
Verdict: Dre Vishiss (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Dre Vishiss -“Since you a giant, you’ll get your bean stalked, I’ll squeeze and capture the moment…it’s like s screenshot!”
Recap: Spirited matchup between Caustic and Big T sees the Cali rapper kill with the fat (“Look at him up here, acting like he a calm dude, you put some hot sauce on his grits, the shit will change his whole mood”; “One time this motherfucker did a somersault…shit took all summer!”) jokes, but fail to show much of anything else–an admitted bar deficiency that literally making him lean on what he does best: humor. In the meantime, Big T slowed down on the gun sounds and went instead with a steady mix of rich personals, potent (“This blade will scar bro [Scarborough] like a hood in Toronto”) wordplay and brash storytelling (“Nigga I’ll pull up to your door like it had a lift on it, and get to shooting at the door like somebody hung a plastic rim on it”) bars, all backed by a steely flow that stayed forthright enough to pull off the win.
Verdict: Big T (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Big T – “Chest shot, expose his heart, he ain’t got nothing but love for me”
Recap: In this 1-rounder from Wilmington Battle Syndicate, an impressive performance by Geno whose consistently hard-hitting punchlines, righteous gun lines and gritty stylings connect for enough haymakers to beat back a solid, but overall not as blazing effort from Bill Collector.
Verdict: Geno (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Geno – “Powerful speaker, but soft-spoken, be careful how you walk up on us, we all holding, these nigga’s act like Brock Lesnar or Hulk Hogan?, but will damn near die for some pussy…Lamar Odom!”
Recap: In this highly contested and pretty tense 3-rounder, Arsonal somehow survives a trio of slip-ups (one in round 1 and a couple in round 2), a heated, but also hilarious back-n-forth with the RBE league owner ARP in the middle round and an aggressive and wordplay-friendly opponent in Showoff who clearly came to win. But while Showoff’s raucous street rhymes and often rapid-fire delivery raps scored here and there, overall his bar profiency was severely lacking, which in turn would benefit Arsonal. And while da Rebel struggled at times with his flow and had quite a bit of subpar bars himself, a spirited and multi-facated bag of disrespectful shiners, shrewd wordplay, righteous darts/punchlines and hard-hitting/witty personals would get him enough points/haymakers to edge rounds 1 and 3 for the win.
Verdict: Arsonal (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Arsonal – “Middle of the winter I’m on your porch with my coat off, ‘Knock Knock’ your mother open the door, I open-handed the bitch with a snowball!”
Recap: Under the radar intergender matchup between Shotgun Suge and West-coast spitter MBD fails to excite as after a solid (“I smack bitches…just to shoot they baby father’s!”) round 1, Suge’s heart just didn’t seem that into it. No fault to MBD who despite dishing mostly basic bars, stayed consistent with her flow, got in a ‘pocket check’ on her opponent, landed a couple of (“You in my backyard muthafucka, I could kill ya, shotgun staring at Suge like he looking in the mirror!”) haymakers and thanks in part to a 3rd round choke by Suge, did enough to earn the win.
Verdict: MBD (W) 2-1
Favorite line: MBD – “Those hollow tips may sting a little, make a big nigga fall, Suge be like ‘I got a gun so big’, the main nigga with a dick so small!”
Recap: 6 years after they battled in an epic freestyle battle on the streets, a couple of Grind Time vets, Real Deal and DNA, finally do it for real on Black Ice Cartel. DNA easily takes the first round with more potent bars and wicked wordplay versus Real Deal who stayed aggressive with his punchline game, but was inconsistent with his verbiage. A much closer second round still had DNA coming out on top, dropping a harder slice of performance (“So make sure you come correct if you offer a deal, bars, or you’ll see two arms swinging air, that’s a windmill, [or] you can get the .4 piece with the toy, that’s a kid’s meal!”) personals and name flips to edge Real Deal comeuppance of fierce (“Even haters quote me with flame emoji’s”) punches and stinging (“This gonna be the worst day for Eric since Dre Day dropped”) metaphors. Last round saw DNA get personal with some resident Dot Mobb jokes/lines, which weren’t really effective enough to take on Real Deal’s dope storytelling (You should know if it’s WCW, I’m knocking Eric Bischoff [bitch off]”) bars and steady wisecracks.
Verdict: DNA (W) 2-1
Favorite line: DNA – “I’m awesome with skills, go both ways, this .40 for real, torture his grill, Michael Carter Williams, I’m on point in the Mil!”
