Recap: In the famous words of Florida Evans: “Damn! Damn! Damn!” Dope battle. As much as JC came hard, hitting with disrespectful (“Besides Ms. Gracie always trying to throw me a fat bitch pussy, she just never told me it was you”) bars and mean (“Any beef, my niggas just roll up, stretch a nigga, it’s like Piublishing Clearing House, we just showed up, checking niggas”) punchlines, Charlie Clips took him to school, breaking down JC’s authenticity (“But you can’t kill a nigga and then pop lock….”), hitting on scheme after scheme, tossing in a couple of nice rebuttals, executing potent bars with superb delivery and dropping haymakers with the ease of waking up in the morning. Clips all day.
Verdict: Charlie Clips (W) 1-0
Favorite line: Charlie Clips – “My shit hit niggas and bitches, my pump co-ed!”
