Recap: Word War ’09 battle hosted by Aye Verb with a couple of aggressive St. Louis spitters in Hitman Holla and Cashola going at it for two rounds. Cashola was steady with a harsh delivery/flow that linguistically delivered (“I’ll catch this nigga in a city street, sliding with his little groupie freak, open the back door, put the gun to his son head and blow his little ass out the booster seat!”) well at times, but more often than not his wordplay was pretty generic and average. On the other hand Hitman’s versatility shined in both rounds, if it wasn’t witty (“You wasn’t even on my menu, you remind of broccoli”) personals, it was robust storytelling bars, potent gun lines and solid (“Claim you a pit bull, but see me and you won’t even bark”) punchlines that got him the win.
Verdict: Hitman Holla (W) 2-0
Favorite line: Hitman Holla – “I’m quickly gonna turn this reality into a movie, play dumb, start killing these niggas, Officer Doofy”
