Recap: Energy-wise, Brizz Rawsteen is almost impossible to keep up with, so leave it up to a wily vet like Yung Ill to attempt to beat him bar for bar. And for while the St. Louis puncher’s strategy works, as after getting bedazzled by his opponent’s boisterous (“Smack, who is this nigger when I got more battles then…who is this nigger?!”) anecdotes, potent name flips and performance-heavy heat in the first round, a more lyrically adept, cocnsistent and (“You look like a baby male ostrich!”) witty Ill edges the 2nd round to even things up going into the 3rd. Yet despite Brizz calming down a bit and failing to match the steady ferocity of his stellar 1st round, he was still able to deliver solid turns in both the 2nd and 3rd, using the latter round to spout rich, braggadocios lines, hitting personals as well as a gang pf flinging mayhem to beat back a lyrically-bent, but mostly pedestrian turn from Ill and take the round along with the win.
Verdict: Brizz Rawsteen (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Brizz Rawsteen – “You didn’t know you could die or maybe you wanna get euthanized, well cool it’s fine, I’ll take a blade two inches wide, split you in half…Holla and Verb choosing sides!”
