Recap: Add this RBE matchup for Battle of the Year consideration. Because that’s how fire it was. 40 B.A.R.R.S. with one of her most scintillating performances ever, dishing 3 fire rounds of exquisite wordplay, jaunty well-crafted punchlines, brash darts, strong sexual innuendos and dope name flips without missing a beat. While on the other hand an always confident Ill Will came through with a shitload of crazy set-ups, witty barbs, cold performance bars, gritty/aggressive punchlines, righteous pontifications, multifaceted name flips, fire gun bars and spitfire personals with steady abandon. A close, line for line potent and hotly contested battle for all three rounds, we got a slightly more versatile and haymaker-lit Will taking rounds 1 and 2 for the win before 40 returned the favor by taking the 3rd.
Verdict: Ill Will (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Ill Will – “I mean you came from my rib, that’s making holy moves, you don’t even apples like that, you just wanted to do what you wasn’t supposed to do!”
