Recap: Long-anticipated matchup between two of Michigan’s finest, Calicoe and Ill Will, finally goes down…in of all places, a parking lot in New York on RBE. But fortunately, the somewhat sordid setting didn’t get in the way of what was a dope and competitive battle with Calicoe’s aggressive bully bars, elaborate street ethos style of rap and flexing personals going head-to-head with Will’s more punch-heavy, gun-centric, witty and also aggressive flow. Plenty of disses towards each other’s hometown’s also added plenty of fuel to this tension filled battle. More condensed than his opponent throughout the battle, after losing the first round to a more (“Dumb Tech’s, this bitch come easy like drunk sex, .45 still stratching like Funk Flex!”) potent Will, Calicoe comes back with a more cerebral, consistent, (“This nigga ain’t even got no fans, it be my fans that fuck with you when I go missing!”) mocking and bullish round 2 to get the edge there, before also edging the deciding round 3 (after a slow start) with more righteous heat, that along with some surprising wit and an elongated/inconsistent Will, gave Cal the win.
Verdict: Calicoe (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Calicoe – “Let me hear they trying to slide on me, before you know it, ladder dropping out of the chopper, this bitch heroic!”
