Recap: Ill Will moves on to the finals by winning UFF match, but his Team Homi brethren Lotta Zay made him earn it, stunting in the early rounds heavy with some bully (“This nigga pussy, am I the only one smelling the shit?, now who gonna get you out that pickle when that chopper make you relish the bits?”) bars and clever wordplay. But while Zay’s delivery and bar quotient faltered a bit towards the end, Will stepped it up with a steady mix of off-the-dome (“We in the same motherfuckin’ click, so how I’mma disrespect him to the core? Fuck you, I love the real niggas in the hood more!”) flexing, entertaining soliloquies and righteous street talk to earn the win.
Verdict: Ill Will (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Ill Will – “You from the hood where they wear those shirts that say ‘Stop Snitching’, I’m from the hood where they’ll take that same snitch, put him on a shirt go into a church and tell his mama to stop bitching!”
