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Young B The Future

Young B The Future defeats B. Magic

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Recap: Young B The Future takes advantage (literally and figuratively) of the big stage at Snoop Dogg’s Gladiator School with hardbody gun lines, fierce punches and hyper-aggressive performance bars that had the crowd amped. Too bad the same couldn’t be said about his opponent B. Magic, who after delivering a pretty solid 1st round with his penchant for fiery punchlines, switched to a more pedestrian mode in the final two rounds, not offering much resistance to Young B’s steady comeuppance.

Verdict: Young B The Future (W) 2-1

Favorite line: Young B The Future – “I expected hate, but after that then the Tek squeeze, shit’ll go through your window like a fresh breeze!”

Cali Smoov defeats Young B The Future

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Recap: A lot of loud chatter in the room for this intense battle between Cali Smoov and Young B (RIP). However, even with all the interruptions and side talk, a good battle was produced nonetheless with the braggadocios, name-flip savvy and oft-gritty punches/wordplay of Smoov spazzing enough to easily beat back an inconsistent turn by Young B, before a debatable 2nd that saw a less potent Smoov hit hard with a flexing (“It’s true, my wardrobe do show a nigger rose to the occasion!”) rebuttal that was arguably his best line on the night, altogether enough to match the aggressive and heated (“Get drugged and put that red dot on his head, that’s what the Hen do [Hindu]!”) punchlines of Young B. 3rd round featured another solid turn by Cali, who also showed off his versatile side with some nice freestyles, hitting personals and fire set-ups. However, Young B, hellbent on dishing personals throughout his turn, while witty at times, overall just couldn’t match his opponent’s lyrical potency or versatility.

Verdict: Cali Smoov (W) 2-1

Favorite line: Cali Smoov – “That glock with me, trust, if we beef in my hood, you’ll get a one-on-one with Blood like that scene in The Wood!”

Rum Nitty defeats Young B The Future

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Recap: The always competitive, gun-ready (“Sound like I started up a jackhammer when that gauge clappin, one shot leave ya with your head spinning or ya face planted, I let clips flare, so when miles get to popping that B-boy, it ain’t break-dancing!”) Rum Nitty runs into the unique and witty styling’s of (“When squeezing llama’s, bullets eat you like 3 piranha’s, .38 snub, gee I promise, the nose short like Pinocchio being honest!”; “I’m the type to get drunk, start fights at Hooter’s, I will fight every nigger here…like Riley Cooper!”) Young B (RIP) for a punch-terrific and at times hilarious matchup that’s only differentiated point-wise by Young B’s elongated rounds 2 and 3, leaving a just as hype, but more condensed Nitty with the ability to edge each of the latter two rounds for the win.

Verdict: Rum Nitty (W) 2-1

Favorite line: Rum Nitty – “Don’t gas him up, you’ll get the chokehold for sleep, and that’s just for acting up, you a bitch, a homo, a geek, I’ll let it click and drop a whole row of sweet nigger’s like Candy Crush!”

Young B defeats Danny Myers

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Recap: No “preference” here. If a joke hits it’s just as good as a dope bar. And while Young B (RIP) certainly wasn’t no Dave Chappelle, in this 3-rounder versus Danny Myers, B’s boatload of mocking personals and witty punchlines/barbs scored way more heavily over the course of the latter two rounds (even the 1st was debatable) than Danny’s redundant screeds of mayhem and boasts. It really wasn’t close.

Verdict: Young B (W) 2-1

Favorite line: Young B – “I’m surprised your rap name don’t got ‘Grand Master’ in the front!”