Recap: In what one can guess was an attempt to make battle rap more mainstream, Poison Pen brings John John da Don and Shotgun Suge all the way to the West coast for a 3-round battle in front of a laidback crowd that didn’t seem well-versed in the genre. Still, JJDD and Suge put on good showing with plenty of witty personals, funny barbs, spirited schemes and resident gun lines that seemed to keep the audience’s attention throughout. Still, after splitting the first couple of rounds, it’s JJDD who proves to have more stamina, with a non-exciting, but much more clean and versatile round than his opponent.
Verdict: John John da Don (W) 2-1
Favorite line: John John da Don – “You let Surf go to Detroit with a pistol, he could’ve got anyone clapped, so how you getting Dough boy in anyone’s trap, when Boyz in the Hood the last time we seen Shot gun have anyone’s back!”
Recap: A gutsy performing O’fficial parlays a gang of rigid name flips, graphic mayhem and piercing punchlines into a NOBL 1-round win over a gun bar-lit, but not as consistently spicy and angle-impaired C Moneii.
Verdict: O’fficial (W) 1-0
Favorite line: O’fficial – “You said you beat Saga, stop lying [Lion] King, he read your ass like Rafiki!”
Recap: Kicked off by one of the best first rounds you’ll ever see in battle rap, KG The Poet and B-Magic put on a barfest for the Smack/URL West coast crowd. Except for possibly rhyming too long, KG’s opening round was pure fire with fierce (“Yeah your bars is top tier, but your actual punches? them shits in the actual proving ground”) personals, damning name flips and righteous gun (“That chop…got a kick…strong as une botte, the goons out to stomp you out, you’ll see nuthin’ but Jordan’s Chuck Taylor’s and tube socks, that’s different kicks!””) bars being spat at a blinding clip. Indeed, it’d take an epic round to top KG’s first and Magic delivers with stupendous (“Me and Ooops don’t shoot clowns, we ain’t equal till kg see 2.2 pounds”) haymakers, intoxicating wordplay and of course, a steady stream of crazy (“Scope biggest bitch from the roof, I’m Higher Learning ya!”) punchlines that would leave most opponents dazed and confused. With nowhere to go but down on the intensity and competitive tenacity in round 2, both battlers still brought the heat. KG continued to make waves with an intense flow backed by robust (“Before you get cooked, get wet with the bread like French toast!”) bars, while B Magic put forth a more cursory round that still had (“This not a battle, I’m rapping strong for it, this more like spoken word because I’m snapping on Poet”) a solid impact. Tho he still managed to drop some gems (“Even tho I had to profit from it, I still hate the brown more than Donald Trump!”) here and there, a little too much pontificating and less flavorful bars hurt KG in the last round, more than enough for Magic to get the dub with more profound bars and some spine-tingling (“I will spike ya moms drink, making the Bill Cosby face, then proceed to choke ya Bird like Doctor J!”) wordplay.
Verdict: B-Magic (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B-Magic – “You’ll get drugged in the back like Walgreens!”
Recap: Taking on all the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle jokes he’s heard over the years head-on, Danny Myers takes on the part and dresses up as Raphael and with some rich metaphors, vivid punchlines/name flips and plenty of thrifty Turtle speak, in each of the 3 rounds here, easily beats back a solid, but not as potent effort from Copywrite (aka evil Turtle nemesis Shredder in this case).
Verdict: Danny Myers (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Danny Myers – “Bitch, if you kill April you’ll be beat to death with a nightstick, I ain’t Tyrese, but 4 Brothers will avenge the death of a white bitch!”
Recap: In this one-round rematch from John John da Don’s new BullPen Battle League, JJDD does a nice job displaying his (“These problems is like a diet, that’s something you don’t want Clips”) wit as well as calling out some of Charlie Clips past nonsensical lines. But other than that, too many average bars and long-winded set-ups don’t stand a chance against Clips way more versatile stream of performance bars, witty jokes, delightful schemes and proverbial (“I didn’t come here to battle John John, I came to start a relationship with John’s mom, when she dressed we argue, but when she in her underclothes we get a long [along] john”) wordplay.
Verdict: Charlie Clips (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Charlie Clips – “Your bitch ass is the type to pull out a gun and then get robbed”
Recap: With each battler dropping crazy punchlines and (Mike P: “Respect ya jaw, or I’m throwing Haixian off a wide cliff, side bitch…set it up, ironic I’m telling Haixian [Haitian] where my boulet Verdict: Mike P (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Mike P – “What amounts to fame, ‘cuz some of you gas fuckers hype, Y’all miss that Super Smash Brothers life…where being at 110% can actually get you kicked out the game!”
Recap: Lots of quick (“You stay strapped, but never would kill….Yosemite Sam!”) punches and comedy (“This hairline I wouldn’t carry, you probably wear a hood to shower, you look worried”) stylings from C Dollarz kept him in this match. But Nu Jerzey Twork’s rich (“….I don’t fail missions [bends down], I get down low with the shit, like a jail picture!”) storytelling bars, wild schemes and steady mix of steely (“Shots go straight at this leg, his groin break up….boy, I’ll treat a DC nigga like Shawn Taylor!”) gun bars gets him the latter two rounds and the win.
Verdict: Nu Jerzey Twork (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Nu Jerzey Twork – “I got 5 .45’s like a quarter to 6!”
Recap: Big T and Shotgun Suge do what a couple of vets should be able to do every time they battle: put on a consistent and highly entertaining show. And while the always performance-heavy T did falter a bit in the 3rd round, running out of steam with the punchlines and thus allowing Shotgun to come back for a draw with an electric, brazen, punch-heavy and steadily raucous turn. T’s ability to finesse real-life drama with whimsical rhymes, get savvy with the breakdown’s on his opponent’s style, deliver a gang of {“We all scheme…then I ride through New York, bang bang bang bang!, ’bout to blow New Jersey up!”) fiery punchlines/personals/name flips and even pull off doing a witty version the Cha-Cha just in case you underestimated him, allowed the Chicago battler to edge 2nd round after a spitfire (tho a bit lengthy) turn in the 1st that was equaled by roundhouse, mayhem-lit and condensed run by Suge.
Verdict: TIE
Favorite line: Shotgun Suge – “Before you act hard, you better strap hard cause I attack hard, I’m like Kimbo Slice in the backyard!”
Recap: Exponentially dishing on a 101 different ways he can use his gun, Franchise unleashes more than enough heat, trap talk and stirring punchlines to take all 3 rounds and easily beat back an inconsistent Joey Gambello.
Verdict: Franchise (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Franchise – “Extended clip, so long, it’s like a membership!”
Recap: Despite going a little too long with his raps in each round, here against 65 Hunnit, Geechi Gotti displays a wide range of talent, going from downright (“I’ll kill you, then read your obituary to ya kid as a bedtime story!”) disrespectful to witty to eccentric to kicking that real street shit the cats in the jungle living that strife life love. Indeed, it’s all there and against the aggressive, but basic raps of his opponent, even with a slight stumble towards the end of his 3rd, there really was no contest.
Verdict: Geechi Gotti (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Geechi Gotti -“Real shit, he got hit with so many straps, we don’t know which one killed him when we was gunning on him…think tax season, all these ratchets got 65 hundred on ’em!”
Recap: For two rounds anyway, this was a pretty hype battle between Cityy Towers and DNA, what with both battlers delivering on raucous punchlines, stinging personals, nice schemes, a little sermonizing and boastful, braggadocio barbs (and in DNA’s case, freestyles) to split the first two rounds. Then the 3rd round came around and surprisingly less than a minute in, Cityy seemingly forgot his bars. Granted, the Connecticut spitter would nimbly freestyle his way through to avoid a choke and complete the round. But against a vet like DNA it was pretty much a foregone conclusion that Cityy’s awkward turn would cost him the battle and it did as his opponent would use a standard artillery of nifty punches and festive wordplay to gain the vic.
Verdict: DNA (W) 2-1
Favorite line: DNA – “Try to run, the can will take half off…that’s Six Flags!”
Recap: Chilla Jones has what basically amounts to an off night, using way too many name flips, elongated schemes, lackluster bars and convoluted set-ups along the way and thus allowing seasoned veteran Pass to come from behind with enough nifty punchlines, fleeting (“See, I know why hoes won’t sleep with dude, soon as you take off your hat you look like black Beetlejuice!”) personals and aggressive bars/wordplay and score a win on KOTD.
Verdict: Pass (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Pass -“You get X’d from American History when they make this nigga bite the block”
Recap: Outside of some witty punches directed at him that seemed tertiary for an opponent consumed with a raucous, but subpar and straightforward/personal style that failed to put any points on the scoreboard, Yung Griz’s sometimes racially-tinged, but altogether piercing punchline game over the course of 3 rounds easily beats back R.A.W. in this matchup from iEvolveTV.
Verdict: Yung Griz (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Yung Griz – “My stock go [hand gesture’s upwards], you gonna be stuck at this point, you’ll get left for the bigger numbers…you a decimal point!”
Recap: When a couple of wily vets get in the ring like Brixx Belvedere and Cortez one can usually expect to get to good match and this one certainly lived up to the draw. First, Cortez takes advantage of a somewhat stunted round by Brixx, using some exquisite (“You don’t want that smoke, you on papers, learn your lesson, or that .9 gonna draw like 4th graders!”) wordplay and congenial name flips get off to a fast start and take the opening round. Brixx came back hard in round two tho with some ill (“It’s like you versus T-Rex, only Smack give you time for them dinosaur bars!” personals and dope set-ups. But Cortez more than held his (“Dig this, I split bricks, this is Dojo class”) own in round two as well, going heavy on the punchlines and performance bars to edge it. Last round was Brixx’s best, a fiery (“They mentioned DOT ‘cuz he reach, we reqach, they done stuck you with the monster like Eazy-E!”) barfest that literally had the crowd going ham. And while Cortez came nice with his–an able mix of pointed (“Surf washed away bricks [Brixx] worse than Hurricane Sandy!”) personals and storytelling bars throughout, it wasn’t enough to get the 3-0. But overall, still a win for the kid from Brooklyn nonetheless.
Verdict: Cortez (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Cortez – “I got the .44, it’s four 4’s, I photo flash then keep dumping the can like the photo’s trash!”
Recap: A strong performance by (“The crowd going to feel homeless, go to sleep on Ave!”) Nunn Nunn gets beat by a superb performance by Ave in this dope PG battle from URL/Smack. Ave easily takes the first round with crazy (“Put the .45 to this square, speed limit sign!”; “You ass and can’t hide it, you like C3 shirts!”) ) nice punchlines combined with fierce name flips and menacing wordplay. Nunn Nunn almost steals the 2nd round, bringing out his steely-eyed girlfriend at the start to team up for some vicious (“Make him think he gonna hit. look at your dumb ass, you caught an erection!”) personals in an epic 2-on-1, while finishing off with some fierce performance bars and dope (“You so pussy, I’ll smack him with a lollipop, I mean literally sucker punch you!”) one-liners that were only hurt by his rhyming a little too long. But Ave, staying true to ‘not needing no help’ takes the round with a steady stream of wicked (“I’ll drop a pack of crackers, Ave a vending machine!”) punches and ridiculous (“Y’all thought he could rock with me? well I’ll make ’em believers, just never compare a fat God to Slim Jesus!”) haymakers. Last round was close, but with Nunn Nunn spouting that real (“The heroin belt be the same one parents beat their son’s and daughter’s with!”) trailer park shit along with fire punchlines, all the while impressively saving himself from a slip-up with a rolling freestyle, he managed to edge the last round by flexing more versatility, even in light of Ave’s continued propensity for dishing scathing heaters.
Verdict: Ave (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Ave – “Catch him getting in his ride, let off that black heater, you’ll only see a body on the rim, like a Shaq sneaker!”
Recap: JC versus Big Kannon on RBE is no doubt entertaining throughout, but also a bit weird (Big Kannon free-styling an entire 2nd round after being so competitive with his written’s in the 1st) at times, over-friendly (two Writer’s Bloque dudes battling each other, we get the respect for each other’s lyrics, but still enough with the compliments) and over-the-top (yeah, that was BK mimicking JC’s infamous pop-lock video onstage in the 3rd). Thus, it’s probably a good thing that JC took this battle more seriously than his opponent, who essentially only (BK: “Now dude stop, give me one reason why you the king of this, you only kill when you battling bums, that’s when you seem to spit, so now he the Ice Cube of the group, and my meaning is ‘cuz you get no credit for writing all that easy [Eazy] shit!”) showed up for two rounds. That’s proven by a consistently superb pen game by the Michigan rapper that reached its peak in a spitfire 3rd round that exemplified JC’s stinging ability to (“Kannon, you know what’s up, get him stabbed while the camera rolling…bonus cuts!”) punch, name flip and dish potent heat on top of some incredible wordplay with the best of them.
Verdict: JC (W) 2-1
Favorite line: JC – “It’s all will, I’ll approach him, all steel, tell him wish his family well, then have him staring down that .357 like when he stands on a scale!”
Recap: Nice, witty and competitive battle (and apparent rematch) between Lil Joe and Terry F, loaded with nifty punchlines on both sides, comes down to too many reaches and predictable set-ups by Terry F, allowing Joe to take round 1 and the deciding 3rd for the win.
Verdict: Joe (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Joe – “Run your mouth, that red beam on his upper lip, I’ll creep behind him while he writing battle bars and buck a fifth, you’ll see your dreams all over the paper…that’s a bucket list!”
Recap: After taking some understandable time off from battle rap, Swave Sevah makes a triumphant return against another ‘new nigga’ in KH. An easy victory that was pretty much decided after round one, Swave’s bully (“Don’t get it twisted, we could rap, but let it be known I ain’t the on eto be clowning with, so basically your body language’s gonna determine what kind of rounds we spit”) bars, pointed schemes and Team Homi manifesto’s are way too much for what amounted to mostly comical and basic (“I ain’t eating rappers up no more, I’m inhaling them”) material from KH.
Verdict: Swave Sevah (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Swave Sevah -“If Biggie was right about you being nobody till somebody kill you, then my nigga…you about to have a name now!”
Recap: Reepah Rell stayed competitive here, displaying some (“Fuck how you feel, hold still, me and my nigga’s in front of his crib holding cans like Hank..that’s King of the Hill!”) solid punches and crazy (“Early morning, you better break fast, I Pop Tarts, nothing to toast a square!”) wordplay throughout this turn in this one-rounder against J. Murda. But whether it’s accidentally shooting his own mother, spouting a fiery (“You nice with the bat, Ken Griffey?, well you’ll get .24 [twenty-four] with a kick!”) rebuttal or just dishing gritty (“I pass the hammer in the hood…the .4 [four] get around!”) performance bars that you could feel through the screen, it’s Murda who edges this one in the end.
Verdict: J. Murda (W) 1-0
Favorite line: “I’m too much of an animal, I know a [Noah] nigga bolt when I storm through, why get Adam even [Eve] this bitch won’t take a bite out the wrong fruit!”
Recap: Breaking down his notorious opponent’s ubiquitous battle rap career with brazen screeds, spitting a gang of fierce punchlines, supplying us with one the best Daylyt impressions you’ll ever see, scoring with a host of solid name flips all the while mixing in some pro-Black shiners with rugged intent, B. Dot pretty much does it all in this 3-rounder. And in doing so, beats back a condensed (which contributed to a debatable 1st round) Daylyt, who while leaving aside the antics and dishing some sharp punches here and there, in the end just didn’t have the lyrical efficiency (or will) to take on Dot’s rapid take down.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Fuck all the dumb shit, I came with the substance, everything I spit is insightful!”
Recap: Take out a 2nd round choke and this West-coast PG between Emerson Kennedy and Cali Smoov is straight fire with loads of hot punches, righteous wordplay, fierce personals and stirring mayhem. Round one was close as both (“Nigga’s aiming at light-skin’s, call it shooting the fair one!”) EK and Cali brought plenty of heat, the only difference being Kennedy just happening to go first, allowing (“I never lost a battle and I’m known to clap, get live and I’m inside whaling…Jonah’s back!”) Smoov the opportunity to edge the round with a couple of dope rebuttals to start his round off (tho, as EK would deftly point out next round, Cali did get the ‘nickle in his face like Abraham’ wrong). 2nd round saw the aforementioned choke by Cali, which might’ve been partly due to the crowd, but still nonetheless with EK spitting perhaps his best round, mixing (“Baby, you snitch and giving soundbites, all that jail you bringing, soon as I walk in ‘Shazam!’, that’s not the app, I can tell who singing!”) well with his punches and urban bangers, even if Cali hadn’t choked, that would’ve been a hard round to beat anyway. The deciding 3rd round saw EK stay consistent with a confident flow matched by frenzied setups, workmanlike (“My nigger got Krack covered and he ain’t involved with you dancers, back when [points at Cali] he had the toy, my nigger was really looking at the 8 ball for the answers!”) heaters and stinging personals to win the battle and beat back a very (“The Black panthers by my side like the Puma brand!”) solid, but elongated turn by Cali.
Verdict: Emerson Kennedy (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Emerson Kennedy – “And any boy could make a boy, but it take a man to hold his son, I marched with my mom for gun control, later on learned how to control a gun!”
Recap: One could easily nickname this battle ‘Doing Too Much’. From John John da Don doing too much by unabashedly dissing Smack/URL on their own stage. Or Mr Wavy doing way too much in an elongated 2nd round, that while littered with a few haymakers here and there, was belabored by too many mediocre bars and simple schemes. Then too there was a crowd doing way too much with constant interruptions during Mr. Wavy’s 3rd round amidst loud, continuous cries for an end to a battle they felt JJDD had won handily. Still, while John John showed his (“These rappers is food, what y’all call the stage, is my eatery, I set him up for the shot, I guess that just the PG in me!”; “I’m charged up, back to back like that light-skinned nigga, but he could be Drake, I’m Quentin Miller, I gotta write for this nigga!”) vet mettle throughout this battle with fiery schemes, aggressive punches and mocking (“Deuce in a boot, got me walking like I sprained an ankle!”) personals, besides the final round, this certainly wasn’t a body as thanks in part to a mid-round slip-up during round 1 and Wavy’s ability to comeback (“…John try to haul ass, get that animal to his neck like a Lacrosse tag!”; “You lost to Shine, I sonned Shine, go check the forecast!”) nicely and make things competitive after a rambunctious turn by JJDD early on, the ‘Rookie’ almost made the 1st a debatable. And despite dishing more (“Nigga, you ready for combat? ‘cuz I get busy, ain’t shit iffy, construction work out glove, that grip with me!”) haymakers in round 2, it was Wavy who hurt himself there with a feast or famine turn before completely faltering in the 3rd (tho he began with a nice rebuttal) in light of a somewhat biased crowd as well as JJDD’s continued heat.
Verdict: John John da Don (W) 3-0
Favorite line: John John da Don – “That nigga Chizzy said he chased you and made you jump from the steel, you seen the clips and got pussy, ain’t that Netflix and chill?!”
Recap: Sometimes the other guy is just…more entertaining. Scoring with a load of rich performance bars, old-school dance moves and fiery/witty punchlines, E. Ness, while not as consistently punch-heavy as his opponent Hazey Williams here, still manages to squeak out a win over a more quotable foe who was a bit hurt by too many dated personals.
Verdict: E. Ness (W) 2-1
Favorite line: E. Ness – “Hazey can’t fool me, boy I know your kind, body parts everywhere, now you’ve been photo-bombed!”
Recap: Highly entertaining battle between E Ness and Hazey Williams is pretty even-handed through the first two rounds as Ness engages in enough rich metaphorical dalliances, nice (“Hazey can’t fool me, boy I know your kind, body parts everywhere, now you’ve been photobombed!”) punchlines and some old-school dance moves to keep up with Hazey’s fiery performance (“I’ll hold a square up with the trey like a cheese plate, you gonna get a couple quick, that’s how you speed date!”) bars and salient personals. 3rd round serves as the difference-maker and Hazey takes it with a steady diet of trendy (“For mentioning with Haze niggas could could hang from trees they swang from…niggas could hang? that’s a cool way to say goodbye…Stay Up!!”) wordplay that topped an still eccentric, but on the bar tally, subpar round from Ness.
Verdict: Hazey (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Hazey – “Don’t start with me, cuz I’ll put a nickle in ya mouth nigga…talk is cheap!”
Recap: A more concise and diplomatic Head Ice and an always (“Your fucking old ass is one stroke away from redefining Harlem shaking”) confident, but punchline sketchy Real Deal split the first couple of rounds here in this matchup on KOTD, before Ice’s signature Harlem swag along with a crunching (“As far as my bodies in this rap shit, I’m the American Sniper!”) bar game edges him round 3 and the win, when put up against Deal’s lack of consistency in the final round.
Verdict: Head Ice (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Head Ice – “I ain’t kidding with you, shells big [points] as cow’s nipples, give him Down Syndrome!”
Recap: Dick jokes and a long introduction from Jey The Nitewing (any wonder why he’s shortened it to just ‘King’) aside, Nitewing’s fierce wordplay and witty personals do the most damage here in this 3-rounder and earns the win over a Lil Q who started off with a humorous and punch-worthy 1st round, before proceeding to get less potent with each round that followed.
Verdict: Jey The Nitewing (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Jey The Nitewing – “What they should’ve told you is that I’m a killer on this Cam aside from the Purple Haze, and Smoked out gonna need more than a Lil Q in order to serve a J!”
Recap: In this lengthy 3-rounder from Bar4Bar Rap Battle League, Fonz uses a gang of piercing punchlines, wily personals and hardbody darts to take all 3 rounds and handily beat back a storytelling rich and witty at times, but largely indirect and slip-up prone Veg Villa.
Verdict: Fonz (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Fonz – “I told you, lil nigga, it’s the reason I’m hot, these lines amaze nigga’s, that’s the back of the cereal box!”
Recap: Utilizing a potent pen game to predict and mock his opponent’s penchant for adapting other battle rapper’s styles within his raps, along with a fiery punchline game, a gang of spicy rebuttals and a fire mid-round freestyle/rebuttal in the 2nd round that earned him a draw there, Charron easily beats backs an inconsistent John John da Don in the 1st and 3rd rounds for the win in this 3-rounder from KOTD.
Verdict: Charron (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Charron – “You lost your URL spot to Tay, you speak Spanish, you shoudl know your career is ondelay!”
Recap: Solid turns by both (“Them things ringing back-to-back, I ball-hog for my team, I’m an Aryan!”) Riggz and (“You could come to my White House and still see a black ratchet!”) Glueazy in this one-rounder from Body Bag Battle League. However, Riggs takes too long to heat up, saving his best bars for the 2nd half of his round, leaving way for a more consistently bar-heavy Glueazy with just enough room for the win.
Verdict: Glueazy (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Glueazy – “I keep piping these hoes like a hookah bar!”
Recap: Assessing the notorious Hitman Holla situation his opponent Bill Collector had a couple of years back with righteous indignation, flexing punchlines and over-the-top hilarity in an almost flawless 1st round, before hanging on to edge the 2nd round with some stinging wordplay and a more concise punch game, Jai 400 Block survives three solid (and pretty lyrical at times) rounds from his humbled opponent to edge this competitive 3-rounder from RBE.
Verdict: Jai 400 Block (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Jai 400 Block – “Shooter…that mean I’ll put the trey [3] on you like Bradley Bill [Beal]!”
Recap: Not sure what the backstory is on this. But Dizaster doing a pinoint impression on Don’t Flop host/battler Eurgh for this KOTD battle against Sketch Menace certainly kept things entertaining and often times funny. Still, while the slightly punch-heavier and witty ‘DizastEURGH’ managed to edge the opening round, his opponent’s more consistently gritty raps, straightforward punchlines, witty barbs and solid personals did enough to edge both of the latter rounds for the win as Diz’s bars would lose some steam as the battle proceeded.
Verdict: Sketch Menace (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Sketch Menace – “You wanna know how I know you’ve never scored? You reference porn!”
Recap: Too many predictable name flips and rudimentary bars offset a pretty solid and witty showing from A.C., while at the same time allowing a more consistently nice and forever boastful Pep a salient win over a Grind Time vet in this one-rounder from Bar Warz NY.
Verdict: Pep (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Pep – “Have both these hanging out his window…jumbo dice, act liek you want a piece of me, I’ll keep it gritty…buck-50, jumbo slice!”
Recap: Immensely fire battle between (“Beating me? You got a better chance of saving Atlantis!”) Bad Newz and (“All it takes is a banana to split his melon, you’ll be Easter fresh, for the last time, in front of your reverend!”) Big Hann with all sorts of mayhem, fierce braggadocio bars, righteous gun lines, some dope name flips and monstrous punchlines dished in all 3 rounds. Close throughout with a huge amount of replay value, the only difference here is who needed less time to get in their bag more. Thus, the 2nd and 3rd rounds to Big Hann for the vic.
Verdict: Big Hann (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Big Hann – “I’m a betting man, and I bet I leave here with your neck in hand, your life was over, as soon as I put your name in these rounds like a wedding band!”
Recap: First off, here’s hoping Arsonal doesn’t make riding around on that annoying hoverboard during his opponent’s rounds a regular thing because it sure is distracting for viewers and possibly whoever he’s facing. As for this battle/rematch itself, well up until the 3rd round where he slipped up not once but twice, it was pretty much Arsonal all day as Shotty Horroh’s predominant (tho that ‘In our last battle you blamed me for 100 years of slavery bro, I felt like a Brit for that…but then I did my research and it was 400 years, so you need black history class’ line was fire) mix of speedy filler and basic bars were no match for da Rebel’s delivery, bully bars, personals and hitting (“We white girls in a scary movie, we be tripping for nothing”) punchlines.
Verdict: Arsonal (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Arsonal – “That’s your man’s? good, I’ll kick your dog off a bridge, now you feeling like Ron Burgundy!”
Recap: Shotti P supplied some nice (“Besides the faking, you wanna know the real reason I can’t rock with you? You make being a full grown adult look impossible!”) jokes and feelgood (“I’m from Detroit, you from New Haven, let’s have a turf war, you’ll see a ratchet waving like a slut on a surfboard”) punchlines, but a costly slip-up in round 3 combined with Citty Towers more consistent (“Get live, I’ll get more live, I’m Michael Jordan, I just play different with that 4-5 [.45]!”) wordplay and an extra fierce (“If this wasn’t King of the Dot you’d be viewed as a shadow, I get more likes on a picture than you get views on a battle”) first round, ended up giving Towers the dub.
Verdict: Cityy Towers (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Cityy Towers – “You tell too many jokes, that tell me that your life sweet, you’re vegan, you don’t get cheese, you don’t like beef!”
Recap: After spitting a doper (“He got a Prez Mafia, PG-step, starter kit flow”) and more profuse first round, Rosenberg Raw gets an unexpected visit from Earl, allowing J Murda to even things out with his own round of stellar gun bars and casual (“When I raise the llama, ayo it’s Drake and Madonna, it get nasty when the 50 in ya mouth!”) haymakers in round two. A decisive 3rd round is edged by Raw, who got his groove back enough to execute perfunctory (“I’ll grip tight around his throat like the crew neck crispy”) punchlines along with aggressive shiners and outdo what was a disheveled final round by Murda.
Verdict: Rosenberg Raw (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Rosenberg Raw – “I seen ya battle verse Maserati, that shit was mild sauce, y’all both won 2-1, nigga the crowd lost!”
Recap: Other than biting an old (…’I’m a bomb threat’) Conceited line, it’s all (“It’s suicide time, he gonna skit his wrist watch [wristwatch], you ain’t gotta be constipated to get your shit rocked!”; “The difference between me and you? I’ll do things and never regret it, pull his card and swipe Paper, what’s that?, credit or debit?!”) Jerry Wess here in this one-rounder versus Gwitty. Who while more known for his sideline interruptions than what he actually does in the ring, delivered a solid (“I’ll punch him like the NBA logo, you’ll see Jerry Wess [West] leaning!”; “Lynch him, grab the rope if it’s meant to be, put the beats on him and tie the knot like Alicia Keys!”) first-half of his round, before succumbing to repetitious one-liners, some nonsensical bars and personals that had nothing to do with his opponent. Still, if this is the battle that really (to paraphrase Gwitty) ‘raised the stock’ of (“His team jump in?, head shot, roof blaming, Nick banging on the Wildin’ Out girls.,.I’m a loose Cannon!”) Wess, then it was well worth the look.
Verdict: Jerry Wess (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Jerry Wess – “If it’s about Dead Presidents then it’s a difference, I’ll swing that .22 over your head…[raises arms then points them at Gwitty] like Richard Nixon, I aim at his face, I’m trying to smoke somethin’…squeeze that .22 I’m trying to [squeezes fingers like quotes] quote somethinn’!)
Recap: Spazzing throughout this battle with a shitload of fiery punchlines/name flips, forecasting her opponent’s personals with her own narratives, steely with the bully bars and serving up an extra dose of wit, moxie and downright cattiness with the personals, for 3 rounds a consistently nice, lyrical and piercing Ms. Hustle easily beats back a mostly subpar with the punches and reach-heavy O’fficial in this Summer Madness 5 battle from Smack/URL.
Verdict: Ms. Hustle (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Ms. Hustle – “Bitch, you stupid? I be hearing you say you’re pretty, gorgeous, let’s come clean, whore, you’re a big nigga bitch a nigga will never cop some lean for, if it ain’t my face, then it’s my ass, but you’re not the one they fiend for, you’re the big bitch a nigga be mad as hell they have to take one for the team for!”
Recap: Dizaster: “I don’t need race jokes”…then proceeds to spout mostly race jokes. West-coast vets Diz and Dumbfounded (who to be fair also kicked a plethora of Muslim barbs throughout the battle) meet up on KOTD for 3 hilarious/high energy rounds and it’s a close one with a whole slew of fiery (Diz: “His name is Dumbfoundeed, but he’s also known as Hannibal Lecter when he’s at the animal shelter!”) personals, lyrical darts, witty (Dumbfounded: “You thought I was gonna call you something like a cab driver, that’s stupid as hell, it’s 2015 you drive an Uber XL!”) bangers and fierce punchlines. But after an equally hysterical first from both battlers, the ever-aggressive Diz separates himself from his longtime rival with more haymakers as well as a gang of piercing rebuttals and amiable freestyles in the latter two rounds that allows the man from the Rising Sun to win the battle.
Verdict: Dizaster (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Dizaster – “You ain’t the type of Asian guy to throw a giant fireball, you the type of Asian guy that I would call if I needed help installing my firewall!”
Recap: Fiery trap (“I’ll show you how we moving the work, he still hand to hand’s, Sandra Bland, y’all won’t get the picture till ya man is dead!”) talk, gritty street (Rex: “I was taught not to run to police, you supposed to fire back, so much gunsmoke they be looking like where the fire at?!”) semantics/tutorials, salacious (Rex: “These bullets are like child support, they gonna go to mama, even tho they was meant for you!”) gun bars, steely punchlines/schemes…they’re all there in this dope battle between the stay grinding T Top and wily veteran T Rex. However, it’s a shitload of stinging personals and fire wordplay, mostly served up by Top, that make the difference here, whether it was slamming set-ups on his punches, pointed Rex/Mook comparisons, real life street shit or flexing/witty bars on Rex’s (“Ironically, I’m a have a dot when I reach his ass!”) Dot Mobb crew, his battle rap career and/or his sex life/marriage problems. And while credit will be given to the sometimes lackadaisical-with-the-pen Rex for coming prepared with 3 fierce, braggadocios and at times, performance-rocking rounds, it’s a more versatile, consistent and haymaker-dropping Top who takes this one.
Verdict: T Top (W) 2-1
Favorite line: T Top – “The mac hanging out the window, it’s like a drive-thru, potato on the front of the barrel, you getting fries too!”
Recap: You say what you want about Tay Roc’s affinity for gun bars, but the fact is the guy can rap and you don’t become the face of URL/Smack if you weren’t able to dish out so many exquisite bars, much less have so many of your peers feening to battle you. Trust the process. Summer Madness. A battle long in the waiting ever since Roc dissed Calicoe while he was right there on stage, during his tide-turning battle versus Rich Dollarz not too long back. Round one certainly had plenty of replay value what with Roc tossing salacious gun darts and belittling punches/schemes (natch on the turkey/’turducken’ bars) reckless abandon and only being edged by a more versatile, perfectly-executed, (“See, you just talk them gun bars, then rap about how your shotty spit, I talk that Big Cat, Big Meech and Maserati Rick…they call me Calicoe, but it ain’t the first gun I caught a body with!”) cadence-friendly and bar-potent Calicoe. Second round sees an undeterred and even more aggressive Roc still dishing rampant heat, but also mixing it up a bit with some witty (“Now I ain’t gonna say you was skinny-dipping with nigga’s, but in that picture you was skinny-dipping with invisible bitches!”) personals and a nice rebuttal to beat back a solid, but not near as formidable as his 1st round by Calicoe. 3rd and deciding round was another solid turn by both battlers, with Roc changing things up a bit, going more personal than usual while also hitting with some fiery wordplay and dope (“I clap it till it got a temperature, that’s a scary sight, I’mma wind up in a cell, See us [Celsius], ain’t fair in height [Fahrenheit]!”) gun bars/punchlines. On the other hand, Calicoe, while dishing tru-isms on his hustler days, bully (“He on this stage talking like he don’t love to live!”) bars and his opponent’s love for weaponry, hurt himself a bit with redundant themes on Roc joining Dot Mob and a few pedestrian bars that didn’t quite line up with his steady vigor. Thus, give a more consistent Roc the edge at the end.
Verdict: Tay Roc (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Tay Roc – “Smack fuck with me ‘cuz I son these nigga’s…and sign them over to custody!”
Recap: Although credit should go to Full Effect for calling out Bigg K’s poor sportsmanship (“You a hoe, stop rolling your eyes in the middle of niggas flows”), battling in what looks like a classroom, this one couldn’t end soon enough as Bigg K’s resident jokes (“I smell like gun powder and kush funes, your mustache look like a push broom!”) and fierce punchlines easily take out Effect’s mostly lame schemes/one-liners and lazy race card angles.
Verdict: Bigg K (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Bigg K – “I’ll choke slam ya grandmom’s in a Red Robin, threw a table like — at a press conference, then go out and hide the body like I’m self-conscious!”
Recap: Featuring the longest argument over a coin flip that you’ll probably ever see, Charlie Clips versus Loaded Lux is also a battle of time constraints, some ridiculous punchlines, heated personals, dope schemes and of course, Charlie Clips’ pops–the latter of which has never actually appeared at a battle, but whom too many opponent’s of Clips seem to be obsessed over proving whether or not he was a snitch. Either way, Harlem versus Harlem almost always makes for a fire match and this one, while not reaching the sheer loquaciousness of say a Head Ice vs. Swave Sevah, still had its moments.
There was a more condensed Clips taking out a solid, but filler-drenched 1st round by Lux with gritty punchlines, fiery (“Now when you came up with that slogan ‘You gonna get this work’, that sent chills down my spine, that shit was crazy B, but the work you give out don’t last that long, but you the Temp agency!”) personals and some crazy wordplay. In the 2nd round, Lux edged a witty Muslim/Lux-impression and some more potent personals by Clips with a versatile turn of lofty personals, gripping (“It’s time Smack, why your fake shooter always worrying about the time clock?!?”) punches, a stifling freestyle and boastful bangers that all hit their mark.
Littered with squabbles on time limits, the 3rd and deciding round saw Lux go T-Rex on Clips with a turn centered on his opponent’s alleged family (“You and your daddy a couple of Chatty Patty’s!”) dysfunction–all good for Harlem-nites long familiar with these tales, but for others, most likely an elongated turn on a theme we’ve already seen before. Even with the paperwork. Still, as we previously saw with Rex, Clips seemed to already have an idea about what was coming, coming right back and dishing a couple of nice (“Charlie Clips a pussy?!, c’mon y’all, imagine that, you broke down my father’s past, but what the fuck that got to do with battle rap?!”) rebuttals in the midst of more jaunty wordplay and hitting schemes/personals in yet, another more condensed round that ended up getting him an impressive win.
Verdict: Charlie Clips (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Charlie Clips – “I watched Rex you on 8th and I seen this man fry, so if you battled on the roof and the loser had to jump, either you ass-betted or you can’t die!”
Recap: Against a pretty solid, raucous and aggressive J. Dose who’s probably heard it all by now about the infamous Math fight, Hollaluyah Jones does a dope job giving the incident barely a mention and instead uses a gang of hardbody punchlines, stifling gun bars and flexing wordplay to get the win in this competitive 1-rounder from Spittaz League.
Verdict: Hollaluyah Jones (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Hollaluyah Jones – “Your career?, ACL injury…low tier!”
Recap: Chess pulls off an impressive road win, squaring up on this West-coast URL Traffic card against a very solid and punch-centric Rum Nitty, with an aggressive and noteworthy performance that was littered with clandestine wordplay (‘think about it’), potent punchlines, righteous (“That trey-fine, in L.A., like I’m holding Blake Griffin!”) gun bars and ferocious set-ups. It’s enough to take rounds 1 and 3, the yung’un only getting edged in the 2nd round (despite a handful of haymakers) due to a slow start and a more consistent and fiery (“I look at you and still see food…Jameis Winston!”) Rum.
Verdict: Chess (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Chess – “The head shot was unreal like a fake I.D.!”
Recap: A lot of extracurricular shit in this battle what with a white rapper (G Mayne Frost) using the N-word, a pocket check (by Frost) and a near brawl occurring between Arsonal’s camp and Frost’s after Arsonal literally wiped his dreds on Frost’s shoulder. As for the battle itself? Pretty competitive with plenty of spicy punchlines/boasts, witty barbs, gritty gun bars/personals and racial bangers from both battlers throughout the bout. And while the 3rd round was filled with a handful of dicey moments, a more condensed and consistent with the punches Arsonal gets the edge in the deciding round here for the win.
Verdict: Arsonal (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Arsonal – “Your daughter got the Gary Coleman disease, little old bitch, I’ll purposely walk in her room and feed some coke to her goldfish!”
Recap: The long-awaited return of Iron Solomon takes place against the enigmatic Daylyt on KOTD and for the most part it’s an oddfest. Iron manages to spit some hot name flips, gripping (“We see what this Grape has done for the limelight, imagine what this fruit would do for a Klondike”) punchlines, favorable feelers (“I ain’t mad at that loss, I can handle that bruise, you know what happened to past Jews, we used to having bad news, you heard of King Solomon’s wives, I’m used to having mad boo’s”) on the Mook battle and the usual personals on his opponents antics that’s long been noted, but too often with a standard flow that could use some repackaging. While the ever aggressive and fast-rapping Daylyt, who happens to be a Dot Mobb member, for the most part stays away from personals, instead going for some dope (“One arm [lifts arm up] then Iron in the sky, I’m Magneto!”) name flips and esoteric bars that were both hit and miss. A lot of overrated lines from both battlers kept it close, but with Iron easily taking round one and edging the second thanks in part to another too short round from Daylyt, all in all it’s a successful comeback from Mr. Solomon.
Verdict: Iron Solomon (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Daylyt – “Get put to fucking sleep when I peel bitches, I’m Bill Cosby!”
Recap: Edging the round with a nice rebuttal to start the first and taking advantage of Profecy’s lack of stamina in the 3rd with a (“….you must be Wile E. Coyote, fucked around and fell into a trap that wasn’t meant for you!”) teachable and overall stronger turn, in what was a pretty close and solid battle throughout, an aggressive and more versatile (“Go ahead, talk about how many times cats slayed when ya mac raised, ‘cuz even if Profecy [prophesy] comes truth, he’s in his last days!”) Stuey Newton ends up taking this West-coast PG matchup.
Verdict: Stuey Newton (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Profecy – “You see, everything Stuey says, he be trying to sound so tough, so I give Black rights, then the [motions hand upwards like fist/gun] pound go up!”
Recap: Took him till the 3rd round to get turned up, but after a couple of (for him anyway) average rounds littered with pedestrian bars that led to a split with the mayhem-dishing and sometimes witty, but filler-prone Gauge, JC finally separates himself from his opponent with a spitfire 3rd round that drenched with steely punches, rambunctious schemes and some fierce wordplay, gets him the round and the win.
Verdict: JC (W) 2-1
Favorite line: JC – “Now I’m giving shots, but you can’t match nothing I spit, look who they bumped you against, check the dash, this gauge don’t even see the same numbers I hit!”
Recap: As the story goes Danny Myers wanted a legend on his resume so bad that he was willing to pay $12K to do it. Was it worth it? Guess it depends on who you ask. Nonetheless, at least Rex showed up and put up a fight for most of the battle and despite a mostly subdued crowd that either can’t appreciate top-notch bars or just hated on a guy because he’s from the West coast, Danny still impressed. First round was close with Danny dropping some straight heat along with rapid (“I’m supposed to be humble ‘cuz you a legend? fuck that, how clown?, shooting at you from my balcony the time I bow down”) haymakers and all-too-potent personals. However, a motivated Rex edged the 1st with more consistency to his bar quotient, some straight (“I took your $12,000 and battled you when I wanted to nigga!”) stunting and a platitude of urban (“Tell Danny I got a box for him, and them freckles don’t look the same when there’s stitches on top of ’em!”) flair that reminded you of why he’s a legend in the first place. However, as it turned out the opening round would be the best overall round and the chance of a true legend vs. up-n-coming star possibly taking flight wouldn’t take place. As come the 2nd and 3rd rounds things returned to normal with Danny continuing to prove why he’s currently one of the best in the game, dropping more steady haymakers and fiery knockdown (“Bitch nigga like you can get exposed, real quick I’ll lift his soul, I’m in his bushes, crouched down [bends down] with the deuce like a prison pose”) punches without missing a beat, while Rex failed to build off his momentum with shortened rounds, more time complaints and grown man bars that were pretty much hit or miss. But hey, Danny finally got his long-awaited battle/win and the fact that Rex actually stayed away from the mixtape bars, went back to basics and gave you three original rounds feels like progress.
Verdict: Danny Myers (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Danny Myers – “I ain’t like the nigga you got, I’ll put you in the grave Rex, now I’mma take the chain off this pussy…like slave sex”
Recap: Bill Collector’s persistent steez on (“I’m at Liberty for Bell because I deal crack!”) bars over performance holds a lot of weight in round one here versus D.O.T., but falters a bit afterwards, thanks to some lazy rhymes and overall way too much pontificating. On the other hand, a comfortable (“Just stop, I’m really a street fighter, I’m no liar, just think Zhou Shen, maybe because I reach and spit fire!”) D.O.T. is a dangerous D.O.T., especially with the elasticity on his wordplay that occurred when he wasn’t spitting punches with the able renditions of say…a Hitman Holla or an old Bill Collector. It’s certainly a crowd-pleaser, but don’t let that take away from the fact that D.O.T. was just better here. Round 1 saw D.O.T. consistently hitting with more heated (“Blow the brain’s on ya body [what that mean?]…maybe you should think for yourself!”) punches and dramatic schemes, before a round 2 that while showing Bill dishing some random shiners here and there, again being outperformed and out-barred by a more steely and intrinsic (“True shit, my aim like my money nigga, I could count on it!”) opponent. 3rd round saw Bill step it up and get back in his grind, using frenetic performance (“I done fucked you up with like 67 different flows, dirty D.O.T., Roscoe, knocking with this nippy nose!”) bars and pointed personals to edge what was a solid, but elongated turn from D.O.T. Classic? Probably not. But yet another flexing of D.O.T.’s potency…even if he isn’t always rhyming.
Verdict: D.O.T. (W) 2-1
Favorite line: D.O.T. – “I ain’t got shit to lose, I told your bitch don’t get cracked from this Remy Ma bottle….or get hit with a long nose, it got a Papoose nostril!”
Recap: Plenty of loud, aggressive heaters/punches by Grandaddy Purp make for a competitive battle. But too many pedestrian bars from Purp along with a sizzling mix of stinging wit, spitfire punchlines and fierce name flips gets a more consistent and potent B. Magic the sweep.
Verdict: B. Magic (W) 3-0
Favorite line: B. Magic – “I fear none, I come for your damn wig, nighttime, ducked off with a mask and a damn cig, then what’s in the dark come to light like Aunt Viv!”
Recap: In a battle for the KOTD chain, after being eclipsed by a barrage of short jokes and boastful barbs by champion Pat Stay in the 1st round, Illmaculate ups the ante and adds witty personals, piercing schemes and some fly rebuttals to an already substantive punch game to take the 2nd. That’s before Mac repeats the same formula of slick wordplay with edgy personals and bouyant punches to edge an opponent who while still competitive through the rest of the battle, for the most part ditched the humor and personals in the latter rounds for steely pontifications and lyrical darts that while more condensed and solid throughout, couldn’t quite match Illmac’s more well honed polemics in the deciding 3rd.
Verdict: Illmaculate (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Illmaculate – “That Ed Hardy belt style of yours I’m way beyond, say I’m wrong, you are one Affliction shirt away from being a walking Jager bomb!”
Recap: 3-rounder from Go-Rilla Warfare has some editing problems in the video during round 1 (so we’ll call that a draw), but afterwards you can see Big Kannon responding in kind to all the smoke adn bully bars Heavy Half was dishing with a bunch of witty barbs, some spicy punchlines/rebuttals, hitting schemes and rugged name flips to take the latter two rounds for the win.
Verdict: Big Kannon (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Big Kannon – “Understand why you even stand here today Heavy, you ain’t gotta look at me and Gracie’s body structures to know that we made Heavy!”
Recap: After asking the crowd if they wanted gun bars, Holmzie da God proves to be reliable with a load round of heated shots along with a steady mix of righteous (“You test me and get a ‘Que?‘, that’s ‘what’ in Spanish!”) punchlines and neat name flips, all in all, pushing past a solid (“Cuz I’ll fuck around and reach for the thang, then I’m a disrespect God…bitch I’m speaking in vain!”) overall, but too many dry spots-having Tre Authenicc.
Verdict: Holmzie da God )W) 1-0
Favorite line: Holmzie da God – “This shotgun like being 7-fott in the 6th grade, boy that’s a bis-ass 12!”
Recap: Some hard (JS: “One soft thrown punch will leave your jawbone crushed, you’ll go to sleep, wake and see your kids all grown up!”; BC: “‘Pop’, ‘Pop’ Jonny’ll stop drop and call cops, this off top and I put that on my bald spot”) bars and nice performance lines from both sides makes this matchup between Jonny Storm and Bill Collector a lot closer than you’d think after just one look. Still, it’s Jonny Storm’s versatility, more consistent flow and richer personals that gets him rounds one and three as well as the win.
Verdict: Jonny Storm (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Jonny Storm – “Ever since this queer got tossed like a punk, he grew this big-ass beard like shit will soften the punch”
Recap: Not much of a contest here as Real Sikh’s hi-end gun bars, witty old man jokes, religious rebuts and piercing punchlines/name flips combine to overwhelm a mostly subpar Bobhy Bats in this 3-rounder from UDubb.
Verdict: Real Sikh (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Real Sikh – “Extend my arm before I put the deuce up…that’s a selfie stick!”
Recap: Yet another 1-round matchup that deserved 3 instead, sees E-City put on a quality, competitive show with repeated (“You staying under Top [T-Top], like Snapple Facts!”) punches that mostly hit their mark against a performance, rich Brizz Rawsteen who when he wasn’t dishing sanguine mayhem, stayed on point with feelgood (“White boy from Boston, this ain’t for real, he got that Ben Affleck, Matt Damon feel!”) personals, soul-lifting name flips and stifling wordplay/set-ups.
Verdict: Brizz Rawsteen (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Brizz Rawsteen – “Fuck all ya scheming rap, all that scheming crap, long nose, 3-5-7, I could scheme with that!”
Recap: Bit of a surprise here, what with Rosenberg Raw going up against DNA in a 5-minute, one-rounder on Don’t Flop of all places. Both came with it, delivering an orgy of hard (Rosenberg Raw: “See, I could talk about them burners ‘cuz this .22 pregnant with like 9 kids”; DNA: “Think I won’t give Rosenberg this hot .9, y’all must be on E bro [Ebro]”) bars and lucid personals. But it’s Raw who edges this one with more versatility to his rhymes, nicer haymakers and a slightly better delivery/performance over DNA, who may need to work more on separating his solo flow from his NWX tag-team flow.
Verdict: Rosenberg Raw (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Rosenberg Raw – “See, my problem is with your pops and off of this fact, see if your mom mentally disabled, why would he hit that?”
