Rhythm issues aside, Jerry Springer had the ultimate secret weapon any MC would kill for in a rap battle: his own audience chant.
Perhaps if Ricki Lake had Maury Povich on hand (whom she shouted out during the battle), things would’ve swung a different way!
Who wouldn’t want to see Springer fumbling over his lines while Maury got the crowd dancing with some “you are not the father” disses?
It’s hard to win a war of words against someone when crowds have been conditioned to chant his first name any time he says something even remotely snarky.