Recap: A lyrical barn burner on both ends as well as a semi-rematch of their previous 2-on-2 matchup (where B. Dot teamed up with Real Sikh to face Kid Chaos and Arsonal), B. Dot’s continuously flexing punches that were often intertwined with some killer personals, stinging gun bars and sizzling wordplay/name flips are just enough to beat back a more scheme-heavy and often stifling, but not-as-consistently spicy run by Chaos in this altogether dope one round Banned battle from URL.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 1-0
Favorite line: B. Dot – “I never wanted this Kid…Tristan Thompson!”
Recap: A fiery battle that featured two classic rounds (Charlie Clips’ round 1 and B. Dot’s 3rd), a rare display of wit from the usually aggressive and righteous Dot and Clips once again using his freestyle ability and ring vet experience to save him from a loss (thanks as well to Dot’s trio of slip-ups in the middle round), after taking round 1 with a roundhouse, versatile, punch/scheme-heavy and personally-lit turn that was flawless in its execution, Clips (who despite his opponent’s unforced errors, almost lost round 2 by nearly choking) dials up just enough blistering off-the-dome heat at Dot (and a heckling spectator in the crowd) to edge round 2 for the win, before a personal/politically-bent, angle-lit and consistently hard-hitting Dot edged a crazy final round to avoid getting shutout.
Verdict: Charlie Clips (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Charlie Clips – “A nigga that was Avocado best friend can’t tell me about no black power!”
Recap: Well, damn. Offering up scathing disses at everyone and everything from the Drake-lookalike in the crowd to battle rap in general to his opponent Ave joining EFB (that is, when he wasn’t going at the big man’s alleged health issues) an aggressive, versatile, righteous and pressure-cooking B. Dot also utilizes a barrage of stifling punches/schemes/wordplay to out-wit (going in a pretty solid altogether Ave had to know Dot would focus on his noted punching game, so why he didn’t do more with personals and wit as he did in the 3rd round is a bit mind-boggling) and out-flex his Norlfolk, VA, peer and score a 30 in this Smack Volume 8 battle from URL.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 3-0
Favorite line: B. Dot – “‘I don’t know B. Dot Ave come with the punches!’, yeah but they all fake, fat Blood ain’t gonna raise nothing but his heart rate!”
Recap: After getting edged in round 1 due to gang of sizzling personal breakdowns and rigid heat from his ever conscious opponent, DNA uses a plethora of righteous haymakers, aggressive wordplay, fire set-ups, pointed personals and brazen punchlines/name flips/schemes that with a bit of help from a still pretty solid, but not as consistently spicy B. Dot (who was hurt by a round 2 slip-up and one too many Charlie Clips bars) edged the NWX capo the last two rounds for the win in this URL/NOME XI matchup.
Verdict: DNA (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “I seen you link with shorty on Queens vs Kings 2, nigga I peeped the flip, but you trying to battle a woman who promotes thot bars, I couldn’t believe the shit, but then I said of course we’ll see Dot egging on Yoshi…it’s an easy lik!”
Recap: B. Dot’s good, really good. And pretty smart. But if there’s any notion with Dot that the rapper with the best pen automatically wins battles, then he’s sadly mistaken. And flat-out wrong. Case in point here against Shotgun Suge, who while not noted for having one of the best pen’s, wouldn’t still be in the game after a decade if he wasn’t one of battle rap’s best performers or one of its most wittiest or when on point, one of the most aggressive, grittiest and punch-heavy spitter’s around (and that’s without mentioning the crowd-pleasing ‘Random’ and ‘What His Life Like?’ screeds). So while Dot spent a lot of time (with plenty of mediocre punches mixed in) delivering a talking too to his opponent in round 1, a more condensed, personal/punch-heavy and versatile Suge would edge the opener. Afterwards however, Dot would step it up consistently and get more flexing with the bars, whether it was knocking down Suge’s street cred, deftly spouting more righteous punchlines/schemes, supplying a gang of hitting consciously wrapped haymakers, getting spicier with his set-ups and unleashing more fire wordplay. All this while Suge would come through with a pair (moreso his 3rd) of pretty solid/brazen/personal-stunting turns that while keeping things competitive in a match some thought beforehand wouldn’t be, as it turned out both rounds weren’t enough to beat the more steady landing Dot.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “How a nigga claim a hood he gotta visit?, just ‘cuz a nigga can’t walk to his set don’t mean he on some Crip shit!”
Recap: Granted, the B. Dot/Loaded Lux comparisons and the Chilla Jones = nerd disses have all been heard and run into the ground aplenty and thus shouldn’t take away from what was a pretty intense at times and mostly competitive battle between Dot and Jones. That said, this bout was simply a matter of Jones just out-punching his opponent in each round. Finessing repeatedly with the heat, wordplay-lit, scheme-heavy, self-deprecating at times and scoring with some earth-scorching personals, in this 3-rounder from Smack Volume 6, Chilla was just well…Chilla, all the while taking advantage of a B. Dot while still delivering 3 pretty solid turns, struggled a bit with his flow, wasn’t as consistently illuminating with his punches as we’re used to seeing and frankly speaking, seemed to take this battle a little too personal (that Nunu Nellz jump-in didn’t qualify at all), like he had a grudge.
Verdict: Chilla Jones (W) 3-0
Favorite line: Chilla Jones – “A real Black leader should be keeping us out of prison, your name Dot, how about you try and teach us how to stop a sentence?!”
Recap: B. Dot pitches a shutout, but Holmzie Da God certainly made him earn it. In what was still a close affair with a boatload of similar themes unloaded from each side, Dot just did his opponent one better each step of the way. Indeed, the West-coast activist/battler just seemed prepared for anything Holmzie could throw at him, responding to screeds on supposedly only battling black battle rappers with a dope, truth-telling rebuttal, offering up a gang of scathing personals on mental health/bi-polarism that had to touch at Da God’s nerves, dishing boastful barbs throughout the bout, unleashing fire set-ups and proving that he can indeed rap with fierce wordplay, 4-bar setups, punches, a versatile cadence and crazy schemes all through this battle. And while Holmzie rapped with plenty of conviction and was aggressive, hard-hitting and personal-lit through most of the match, he would also suffer from one too many dry spots and elongated turns, thus assisting with Dot being able to take each round for the win.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 3-0
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Have a seat, just not the throne, when the cig lit, I’m knocking off pigment, I’ll light you up…watch ya tone!”
Recap: A close, competitive and spicy Summer Madness 10 battle all the way through with a gang of the usual personals we see on the respective ends of both B. Dot and T-Top, while the witty at times and more angle-licious Top kept things fierce and entertaining throughout, a slightly more intricate, rebuttal-friendly, personal/scheme-lit and name flip/punchline and wordplay-heavy Dot edges each of the opening rounds for the win before a more potent altogether Top handily took the final round.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Same difference, the game shifted, this caffeine coke nigga finna get knocked out by a woke nigga, and it’s gon’ look like he punching on me, but here’s the noose, I rope a dope nigga, hang it up!”
Recap: It’ll count in the books, but there’s no real ‘L’ here as this dope 1-rounder takes place at a surprise proposal Dre Vishiss had for his girlfriend. Sentiments aside tho, B. Dot’s conscious wordplay and versatility with the bars are incredible and so are S.O. Finesse’s poetic flow and passionate, Afrocentric vibes. And while the more haymaker-lit Dot gets the win, on a day like this, everyone’s a winner.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 1-0
Favorite line: B. Dot – “I know you study astrology and probably can predict the future, but that don’t mean you know how all men act [Almanac]!”
Recap: Damn. Does it get any better than this version of Th3 Saga during this long-awaited URL Quarantined: Sterilized 2 battle against B. Dot? Really now. Delivering 3 epic rounds of righteous heat, an also performance-heavy Th3 Saga leaves nothing on the cutting room floor (esp. during a flawless 2nd round) via a flexing arsenal of spitfire punchlines, scorching personals, scathing breakdowns on Black-conscious rap posturing, hitting name flips, earnest BLM shouts, bodacious wordplay/4-bar setups, fiery sermons/schemes and for the people in the back, some solid/witty Loaded Lux impressions. As for Saga’s opponent? Well, B. Dot certainly showed up. The Cali-wordsmith spouting a series of dope personals (esp. when it came to Saga’s old crew, NWX), rigid punches, fierce set-ups/schemes and piercing street/Black power narratives to keep ya head up. Still, as prepared and electric as B. Dot was at times, Th3 Saga just took it to another level here, taking it back to sublime efforts we’ve seen in the past against the likes of Snake Eyez, Tink da Demon and Swaze Sevah, while more importantly winning both the 2nd and 3rd rounds after a debatable 1st.
Verdict: Th3 Saga (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Th3 Saga – “For a brave protagonist, my second time on the roof to reclaim the savageness, I became a strategist, ‘cuz first I hit Cor’ [corps], then hit [smack] B. too [B2]…we playin’ Battleship!”
Recap: B. Dot’s socially-conscious polemics garner the most attention, but when it comes to his raps, we often forget what an efficient puncher he can be. And just in case you needed another reminder, from breaking down his opponent’s mostly two-dimensional rap style to dishing some dope wordplay/gun bars/schemes to using some exquisite personals on Rum Nitty’s life outside of battle rap, Dot’s punch game was pretty persistent here and helped by a Nitty who didn’t always give a full effort, gives Dot the 1st and 3rd round’s for the win.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “The shit that I’m on, I’ll turn your head to a convertible roof if I blast shots you had the bandana wrapped around your hat, well I took it as a sign…nigga rag tops!”
Recap: Civil rights battler Ooops versus conscious rapper B. Dot had all the makings of a goodie and this 3-rounder from KOTD didn’t disappoint. B. Dot, with turned-up screeds on his opponent’s real life bouts with politics and activism, gave it all he had, dishing a plethora righteous schemes, a fire 2nd round rebuttal, pointed personals, plenty of nifty (“If I hear one gun bar, I’m a slap the pistol out your hand before you speak up on it, look you dead in your eyes, as soon as you blink I’m on it, grab your gun, don’t even know if it’s empty, but shit…don’t I always think I’m Loaded?!”) punchlines and fiery “woke” speak for all 3 of his rounds. Still, one particular note here and yeah we get it, it’s a battle. But considering all the work Ooops has done in the social justice field, does B. Dot go overboard with the personals (esp. politically) when these two share the same cloth when it comes to battle rap? That being said and perhaps motivated by battling a fellow ‘conscious rapper’ who happened to call him out, this is one of the best Ooops you’ll ever see. The St. Louis battler consistently spitting a wide load of blistering heat, fire-set-ups, crazy personals at B. Dot, scorching barbs on police brutality and a boatload of spitfire (“They say the revolution will not be televised, well thanks to us it’s getting You Tube’d!”) punchlines that lit the room. A competitive and fire battle throughout often makes for a tough call. But with B. Dot almost rapping twice as long as Ooops in both rounds 1 and 2, both dishing an equal amount of haymakers during the rounds and Ooops displaying more versatility and intricacy with his bars in each round, the edge here goes to Ooops. And while B. Dot again had an elongated turn in the 3rd, his straightforward, conscious, direct and potent series of polemics would be enough to beat a round by Ooops that while dope and determined in its own right, was mostly directed at Charron.
Verdict: Ooops (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Ooops – “Anybody that think I didn’t stand a chance, here’s the retaliation, they said onscreen I can’t touch Dot…well, I recalibrated!”
Recap: As much as his name was mentioned in this battle, I’m guessing that Loaded Lux would smile at this one. Then too, in front of a mostly subdued crowd, B. Dot versus JC was just a fire matchup, competitive throughout with a boatload of hardbody punchlines, steely personals, style breakdowns that Murder Mook would certainly wink at, flippant gun bars as well as a host of gritty wordplay and haymakers. In other words, you couldn’t ask for much more. Despite rapping longer than his opponent in pretty much every round, a swift-kicking B. Dot gets the edge in round one, fiendishly (“I can’t believe this clown and all the shit y’all let him get away with, we all know he don’t spray clips, that’s why he emphasizes every line, every line, and y’all pay him for the overcompensation!”) exposing JC’s rap pedigree with a series of dope schemes/personals, while also dishing some rich performance bars and stinging punches to beat back a pretty solid, but a bit filler-prone and mostly thematically atypical with the gun semantics/punches turn from JC. The 2nd round saw B. Dot continue to leave aside his usual m.o. of cerebral, militant, thought-provoking raps for rapidly hitting personals that with an aggressive performance and some fine (“I mean the dancer, the rapper, the clapper, I’m knowing they all mesh, look I get you, it fits you, these personalities you switch to, its residential, they all fit inside your Napoleon complex!”) wordplay, for the most landed. But JC wasn’t having it, coming back with his own set of well-crafted (“Bitch stop the switchin’, llama’s spitting at this walking contradiction, big guns, Super C on Nintendo, that’s actual Contra-diction!”) personals mixed in with wild (“I catch bodies, I’m from the Glove, the proof is in the fingerprints!”) braggadocio lines and potent punches that all led to a more condensed and versatile turn to edge the round and make it 1-1 going into the 3rd. The last round was spitfire on both sides with B. Dot getting busy (and back to basics) with sterling life/rap (“I mean Smack, you just another train that he can board, said he wasn’t believable, that’s when he found a new Vice and start banging to the core, well of course, I’m not surprised, here go another God named JC claiming that he Lord!”) tutorials on awareness mixed in with more breaking down of his opponent’s raps via fire angles and set-ups. But JC wasn’t having any of the frenetic class sessions, delivering a confident and pragmatic (“The problem is the fact that we need to unify comes after the red raggin’, not saying it’s not a place at all, but it’s contradictory, Ref, you gotta drop that flag before you make the call!”) turn on B. Dot’s alleged hypocrisy in his raps with a boatload of consistently steely personals and feelgood schemes. All enough to match B. Dot’s potency in the deciding round and make this one a draw.
Verdict: TIE
Favorite line: JC – “This that same nigga who mirrored the image of Loaded Lux, then thought that it would help him skip the ropes, didn’t get that feature he wanted, realized Lux (luck’s) not on his side, then that mirror broke!”
Recap: Notwithstanding both B. Dot and Mike P.not quite bringing their A-game’s, this West-coast Initiation battle between the two still makes for a solid and competitive effort. Mike P., however disjointed with his angles and punches in losing a close 1st round, still manages to not only stay away from the typical ‘conscious rapper/gang member’ conundrums associated with his opponent, but bring enough haymakers and more consistent verbal spitfire to edge the 2nd to split things going into the 3rd. But B. Dot, who for all his political awareness, rapid punchlines and racial austere, can still suffer from one too many dry spots when it comes to bars, would come through with a thunderous 3rd, spitting rich narratives on inequality, well-researched (and fiery) personals on his opponent’s past struggle bars (esp. Mike’s battle vs. Shotgun Suge) and potent barbs on white privilege to beat back a versatile and solid at times, but also inconsistent and angle-perplexing turn by Mike.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “I can take you on a crash course on how they dump drugs in L.A. and came back around with the armor trucks, put us on smack to kill us, now you on Smack gettin’ killed…nigga, karma sucks!”
Recap: We’ve all heard the allegations surrounding B. Dot before–that he leads a ‘double life’, yunno, part-time gang-banger/part-time Pro-Black activist, hypocrite, Lux clone, etc. And Swave Sevah does a pretty dope job harping on that theme here, dedicating most of his lines to hardbody personals delivered to ‘expose’ his opponent being more talk than action or substance, while also making fun of Dot’s myriad of suspect ways, when he wasn’t dishing some fierce punchlines and witty barbs throughout the battle. But after a strong showing in round 1 by both battlers that made for a debatable turn, over the course of the latter two rounds B. Dot would prove to have more mettle. The West-coast spitter (despite 3 elongated turns) finessing between deft tutorials on what being a real O.G. means, stinging/witty personals, fiery rebuts for all the B. Dot critics, piercing gun lines and a series of hitting schemes laced with righteous missives to edge rounds 2 and 3 for the win.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “I’m that rude barking, and this old Yeller can’t bark with this, it go Mook, Lux, I.C.E., Swave, if you wanna Restore Order you should start with that Harlem list!”
Recap: You know damn well Smack wanted to yell ‘Time!‘ early during that round 3. But give him credit for keeping it professional and letting B. Dot, with his first ever appearance on the URL stage, go on uninterrupted with arguably (the closest that I could think of was Arsonal going at ARP during his battle against Showoff) the most (“Or is this the same trick that got us boarded on the slave ship from that European invasion?, Capitalism, they ain’t change it, the old master say, ‘You niggas ain’t goin’ nowhere’, new masters say, ‘It only matters on this plantation!'”) scathing and blistering round you’ve ever seen against a league owner in battle rap history. And B. Dot needed every bit of his classic 3rd. Because that’s how nice the highly slept-on Emerson Kennedy was throughout this battle, dishing exquisite punchlines, fiery (“Are you really reppin’ they word, or just reinforcing the negative lessons they’ve learned?, when your community ask for action, are you…too busy preppin’ for Aye Verb?!?”) personals, some stinging wordplay and even a couple of fire rebuttals to take round 1, before being edged by Dot’s conscious, gun line savvy, at times braggadocio and personal comeuppance in the latter rounds. A fire battle regardless of who you thought won that repped the West-coast well, it’s good to know that with B. Dot proceeding to make a couple of more appearances on Smack since this battle took place, it’s all good now.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Watch how I aim the thing and flame your scene, I turn your world upside down my nigga, it’ll be nothin’ but ashes and you ain’t never seen Stranger Things!”
Recap: The much-hyped, Bullpen Battle League matchup between Loso and B. Dot turns out to be a winner as both battlers not only reach deep down to challenge each other on who’s theology is actually making a difference on others. But the battle is also highlighted by a series of lyrically-bent schemes, ill personals and haymakers laced with each battlers own personal belief system. 1st round was a fitting set-up for the entire match with the ever-confident Loso going right at his opponent with an adept research game that made for plenty of dope punchlines, screeds on hypocrisy and frenzied (“Y’all could adore this Blood of you want, but I’m still not gonna let him Pass over [Passover]!”) wordplay. And while a spazzing B. Dot came through with a solid, personal-drenched 1st round that hit hard at times, overall his turn just wasn’t as heavy-hitting as Loso’s. In the 2nd round Loso again went straight as B. Dot with deft (“Any little bot could sleep with a hundred women, a real man gonna give one woman a hundred percent!”) personals and some nice punchlines that were only weakened by a round that went too long. On the other hand, after getting edged in the 1st round, B. Dot went ahead and got ‘surgical’ with his, spitting rapid fire creed’s with startling effect, all the while dishing a set of rich schemes and flexing personals surrounding (“I told him I was Heaven sent [scent] and ever since he been sniffing around trying to pick up my fragrance!”) allegations of an opponent stealing his style. Altogether, enough heat by B. Dot to take the round and split things going into the 3rd. The deciding final round saw Loso continue to mock B. Dot’s style and modus operandi, but with boastful darts that were both hit and miss. However, with plenty of momentum coming into the 3rd, B. Dot would get even more potent with his bars, hitting hard with more Christian rebukes, dispensing some stifling (“A nigga worship a God that saved Saga from masturbation and jerkin’ his chicken, but can’t save blacks from mass incarceration gettin’ jerked by the system?!”) punchlines and spouting his Kemetic science/Black Afrikan knowledge with splendid enough results to take the round and earn the win.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “And me, King? I got a deep lens, What good is a sacrifice if you get it back?, See how they pretend?, He died on Friday, came back Sunday…that nigga took off the weekend!”
Recap: KOTD hosts s long anticipated battle between B. Dot and Aye Verb that after a somewhat dry 1st round, oddly got better as the match proceeded. And while Verb, for the most part, put on a solid show, it just seemed that his opponent had an answer for everything the St. Louis legend had for him. Styling on B. Dot’s propensity to pontificate? So what, if he’s dropping jewel after jewel and crowd eats every bit of it. Dishing on B. Dot biting his style from Lux? So what, if he not only owns it, but if he can throw it (“How you disrespect Smack, bite the hand that was feeding you, even disrespect Loaded, but you wouldn’t have been noticed if it wasn’t something he seen in you!”) back at you with dizzying personals and lofty schemes? Then you wanna (“Get this Doctor Phil ass flow the fuck outta here, all this sucker shit, before you write rhymes for Aye Verb, put on over mitts!”) talk about who keeps it real in their raps and who doesn’t? Well, be extra careful with that one, especially when the other guy has clearly (“You died that night verse K, now the guy’s never mention you, I mean you gave up you heart to son Shine like a Mayan ritual!”) done his research and can return your heat with straight-up fire, dizzying haymakers and an ill performance.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Don’t even mention comparisons, I’m from where taking sharks, you got sugar in yours…two different aquariums!”
Recap: After edging a close 1st round via a gang of gritty storytelling bars, fire set-ups and audacious (“The real food for thought in life, is that you can’t eat books for dinner, you stupid nigga!”) pontifications (that combined added up to a classic that even impressed his opponent) on B. Dot’s renowned battle lectures, Cortez makes the mistake of mostly sticking to one theme: attempting to beat his opponent at his own game for the rest of the battle. Or better yet, perhaps B. Dot was just more prepared for what his opponent would bring to the fight. Either way, through the use of steely hometown bars, thoro (“I gotta do ya, send a shot into ya, this is Black love, Brown pride, Shaka Zulu meets Montezuma!”) raps, aggressive punchlines and toss in some nifty (“You don’t know what that means bro, you just a gringo who go wherever the green go!”) Spanish lessons and as far as round 2 and 3, it’s pretty much all B. Dot, showing off his versatility for the dub.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Cortez – “And you talking all this Black power bullshit, that that’s what excites fans, but you still chose Organik over Smack, so you working for the white man!”
Recap: From LABattleGroundz, a fire and competitive battle between B. Dot and Danny Myers that sees Dot’s far-reaching ‘woke’-isms, prophetic sermonizing, oft-spicy (“Don’t be talking about guns, you got too many daughters and sons to be pulling out!”) punches/wordplay and gritty personals get plenty of shine throughout the match, in fact, for 3 rounds a testament to his rising fame in the game. But for all of Dot’s righteous preaching, he hurts himself a bit with elongated rounds (esp. the 1st) which gave way to more commonplace riffs as well as long spiels to get to the punch. Providing a fiery counterbalance to his opponent’s pontification’s would just come naturally for Myers tho, the West-coast vet meeting Dot’s aggressive checks and balances with his own testimonies on real street life drama, potent (“I ain’t gon’ lie, that the shit you be talking sound good, you be preaching Dot, but I brainstormed under my mental umbrella, you be reaching, Dot!”) name flips, steely personals, lofty punchlines/gun bars and plenty of ringing mayhem, almost all of which brought with it a gang of haymakers. And while Dot was near the task in providing spitfire moments, an almost flawless )and condensed) turn from Danny in both the 1st and 3rd round (call the 2nd round debatable) gives the ‘Bar God’ the win.
Verdict: Danny Myers (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Danny Myers – “Stop it, I don’t feel your skill’s a threat, I’ll give Creflo Dollar 65 from the mil’ then jet!”
Recap: Breaking down his notorious opponent’s ubiquitous battle rap career with brazen screeds, spitting a gang of fierce punchlines, supplying us with one the best Daylyt impressions you’ll ever see, scoring with a host of solid name flips all the while mixing in some pro-Black shiners with rugged intent, B. Dot pretty much does it all in this 3-rounder. And in doing so, beats back a condensed (which contributed to a debatable 1st round) Daylyt, who while leaving aside the antics and dishing some sharp punches here and there, in the end just didn’t have the lyrical efficiency (or will) to take on Dot’s rapid take down.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Fuck all the dumb shit, I came with the substance, everything I spit is insightful!”
Recap: B. Dot versus Stricc, the infamous race wars battle that made World Star and thanks in part to a classic and perfectly executed 3rd round from Dot, put everyone’s favorite Black activist/battle rapper on the map. A credit to LA Battle Groundz for putting on this battle, but for all the fame B. Dot got from this stellar performance, what easily gets lost in this matchup is just how dope Stricc was. The Texas battler with an almost perfect poker face, dishing 3 hot rounds of spicy (“Pay homage pimpin’, I’m droppin’ wisdom, if Lux taught him anything it should’ve been to bring that coffin with him!”) personals, pointed poor white man semantics, tailored rebuts on white supremacy and piercing punchlines that added up to a gang of haymakers throughout the match and kept things competitive. But with rich epilogues on Black history, systematic breakdowns on the benefits of white privilege, flexing (“Look Stricc, don’t bore me with the fuck shit, all that, “Oh you sound like Lux shit”, look the compliment is enormous, but it’s really not that important, they even told Kobe he play like Jordan but that ain’t stop him for scorin’!”) punchlines, mocking name flips and fiery schemes/punchlines that showcased both a scholarly and street degree for militant abolitionism, outside of a debatable 2nd round that was equal when it came to the ratio of haymakers, it’s B. Dot who takes the 1st and 3rd rounds for the win here.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “So what make you think you a part of this? Who gave you some “How to be black” starter kit?, I mean they whitewashed black history, it’s only right that I blackout and wash this white boy to re-author it!”
Recap: Kicking those righteous, Pro-Black tutorials, but also equally mired in scathing personals, fiery schemes and piercing gun bars here and there, an aggressive and pointed B. Dot puts a hurting on a lyrically pensive, but mostly low bar efficient Fiji Osa in this 3-rounder from L.A. Battle Groundz.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 3-0
Favorite line: B. Dot – “I gotta laugh, Hoodwoods and Alcatraz, I thought y’all would provide me a threat, yunno, give me the type of nigga that would ride on my set and send me a message when they slide up with Tek’s, instead I get a Marine named Fiji, well this ain’t the type to respect, I mean he obsessed with water, they got me spraying at a nigger that like to get wet!”
Recap: AHAT 3-rounder between B. Dot and Deezyk turns out to be mostly one-sided as the mayhem-dishing Dezzyk, while scoring here and there in the early rounds, didn’t gave enough steam to keep up with a solid-punching, wordplay-nifty and personal-savvy Dot’s more potent rhymes.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 3-0
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Dezzyk, you putting in work?, that gotta be minimum wage!”
Recap: Early B. Dot, much less righteous pontificating and more of a solid punching, name-flip swinging, a little personal and actually displaying some wit here and there in this competitive battle versus the rapid-punching and rebuttal capable Knoeital. The two swap the first two rounds before in what was a pretty tight deciding 3rd, a slightly more pointed and consistent edges the round for the win.
Verdict: B. Dot (W) 2-1
Favorite line: B. Dot – “Basically you should only speak when you’re spoken to, but I find that ironic [‘cuz] a closed mouth can get fed lead until they open you!”
