Recap: Shakespeare once said “Brevity is the soul of wit”. If only someone had reminded Ah Di Boom of that before he finished up his somewhat abbreviated rounds 1 and 3 here against D.O.T. Indeed, using Boom’s sublime 2nd round as an example, where even D.O.T’s best rhyme (“I’m that cold, this balde on this knife rusty, that’s ‘cuz the blood on on it is that old”) provocateurs are topped by Ah Di’s witty (“I grab the mettle and pull the handle, that’s a fridge!”) mocking of his opponent’s most vexing foible, in addition to doubly proficient performance bars and some fiending (“Blind man at the restroom, cuz I read D.O.T. [dot] at the door!”) wordplay. Still, ignore the few weed carriers in the crowd who might’ve gassed some of his more pedestrian bars and credit D.O.T. for what’s arguably his most consistent overall performance, rich with festive (“I got a bullet that’ll knock your eye out your socket, maybe you should look out!”) punchlines, amiable bars and fiery (“I got a chopper with a kickstand, he like ‘What that mean?’, the leg’s long and the butt poke out, like Ms. Hustle”) anecdotes. D.O.T. resurrected indeed.
Verdict: D.O.T. (W) 2-1
Favorite line: D.O.T. – “If I catch you in Brooklyn, Carter will release 6 like Young Thug”.
