Recap: A ‘trap game’ is a sports analogy used to describe a game that’s played against a seemingly lesser opponent before a big game that one might tend to outlook. With Loso recently having his NOME PG against Scotty and an upcoming bout versus the likes of Chef Trez, this battle here against a gritty and punch-heavy Clone is as close to a trap game. Don’t get it twisted because after round one, where Loso used a sizzling variety of flexing punches, fiery schemes and feelgood (“They told me ‘Oh no, Loso, your whole circle out in danger’, boy I ain’t seen a Clone with two straps since Urkel jumped out the chamber!”) name flips to overwhelm what was a mostly pedestrian turn from his opponent, it didn’t seem, at first, that there was any chance Loso losing. But the signs, like a more condensed Clone refusing to get into too much of a religious match with a Christian rapper and hitting hard with his punches when they did land and a solid Loso not always writing to his best when it came to haymakers and relying on one too many name flips the latter rounds. So when a more harder with the personals and consistently (“If he ain’t at the crib, then of course we hitting the church!”) nicer with the punches Clone edges a versatile, braggadocious and witty, but more (yeah, the fake-out on the Bad Newz babymama bar was hilarious) momentous than steady Loso to split things going into the 3rd and the momentum changes, it doesn’t come to that much of a surprise from an objective viewer to see Clone use some searing punchlines and fierce schemes to land one more haymaker and edge what was another solid, but just not as fire turn from Loso.
Verdict: Clone (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Clone – “I drop a clip, he never seen, like a movie getting leaked, it’s bad and bourgeoisie, that mean I shoot Migo with the oozie on the street, the toolie on the seat, pretty black thing, old magazine, boy it’s a Jet Beauty of the Week!”
