Recap: As loud and aggressive as D Flamez spits throughout this battle with Young X, for the most part his lyrical acumen just couldn’t keep up and it showed regardless of whether it was a first round choke or too many subpar lines like “If this clip bang, you gonna get your shit stained, like you’re supposed to be in drawers”. On the other hand, whether it was dispensing that real (“What you know about your own mama telling ya ‘Boy ya hot as shit’, what you know about telling ya own mama, ‘Girl, I got this shit’!”) hustler shit or dishing (“You wanna win tonight, I can’t let ya, too many of my peeps in here, even tho you had that shit on last Saturday, that’s your weekend gear!”) funny personals or styling on his opponent with rich (“And don’t you dare to to do that fall back shit, trust me when the bullets hit you…then you could do [falls back while waving arms] all that shit!”) performance bars, for Young X it was just another day at the office.
Verdict: Young X (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Young X – “Talking ’bout I ain’t got shit, dog if I ain’t got nuthin’ I got a gun for you, and if the bullets could talk, my shits would say ‘we coming too!'”
