Recap: Don’t really speak on these things too much, but it’s kind of bugged watching this battle and seeing Th3 Saga on stage being rooted on by his old NWX bro K-Shine, who just happens to be standing side-to-side in the crowd with his old Dot Mobb bro T-Rex…just saying. But back to the battle, a pretty fire 1-rounder between Saga and the always competitive Fettuccine 20 with the former dishing a dope load of storied schemes/personals and variety of spicy (“So just behave or this right will drop you before you lifting your cannon…then it’s over 20, like $19.99 plus shipping and handling!”) punchlines that were sometimes mixed with religious flair that were only hurt when he struggled a bit with his flow and got a little too mean with the personals. As for Fetty, a hard and gritty round that were finessed by heated punches, searing (“The llama spit, or he get pistol-whipped, the butt came out of nowhere like Rihanna’s did!”; “I’ll turn his lights out in a small room…now it’s a BANNED! battle!”) wit, ill personals and potent gun bars which combined made for a debatable battle when taking in the few shortcomings Saga had as well as an almost equal amount of haymakers between the battlers.
Verdict: TIE
Favorite line: Th3 Saga – “If this will make your head tilt like you ain’t really convince me, then this right hook make her not certain like the feeling was empty, the left hook, Westbrook, when I’m hitting ’em swiftly, I caught 20 3 times like I did it for Nipsey!”
