Recap: Those who state that JC takes too many battles could point to this one as major proof here as against a barely known (outside of KOTD anyway), but versatile speed rapper in Psycoses, JC’s pen game had barely enough fire in it to beat what were mostly standard (“My best verse now is like Em’s first album, that Infinite”) bars wrapped around some nice (“Orange [aren’t] you glad I didn’t say banana?”) jokes and nifty punchlines. Indeed, except for his back to basics (“And the shit this bitch spitting is fictitious, that’s why nuthin’ believe in you, Unbelievable, BIG difference!”) round two, at times JC bars were just listless and tired. Yeah, thanks in part to some weak angles/nursery rhymes from his opponent and a better bar quotient in round 3, JC edged this one at the end. But this battle still goes to show you why even the best players need to sit out a minute or two out every now and again to get their wind back.
Verdict: JC (W) 2-1
Favorite line: JC – “Metals in his mouth, embrace the glock”
