Recap: After a deliciously (“My left trigger left nigga’s with the bull motion, the best player in the game, still used it probably, will move through ‘yond the, this is when I try angles [triangles] and they was trying to tell me Ill yuma?, not he [Illuminati]!”) abstract, scheme-heavy and wordplay-fiending (“Let me tell you, I done seen you take too many losses in a row Ill, I guess ‘I’ can give you an ‘L’ too [two]!”) Daylyt manages to still edge a highly (“If it’s beef, I’m at his driver’s side door, ready to buck a mag, wait toll he crack his window….swish, this shot won’t even touch the glass!”) potent Yung Ill in round 1, it’s pretty much all Ill after that. Tho Daylyt delivered a nice (“War spaceship, I bug out in formation, nigga it’s Galaga!”) 2nd round, whether finessing and consistently punching with systematically aggressive punchlines or (“This sacrifice sacrilegious, tho this crucifix may look Catholic-like..you came with a couple of thieves, they’ll die besides you, feel his passing Christ!”; “Quiet director, you about as dangerous as the pastor’s wife, a referee in a belly shirt, you ain’t got half the stripes!”) blessing the crowd with a steady diet of rich set-ups and performance bars in both the latter rounds, Ill’s come-from-behind win here and comeback in general continues to warrant everyone to pay close attention.
Verdict: Yung Ill (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Yung Ill – “Ever since that run-in with Smack, you been viewing URL backwards, you ain’t ready to see this L, R [are] U [you]?”
