So, it actually happened, son. Somehow, Swizz Beatz and Timbaland convinced Jeezy and Gucci Mane to appear on Verzuz. Somehow, two (formerly?) mortal enemies occupied the same space for a “celebration of music.” All in all, I’m not really here to review the battle, son. To me, the winner is in the eye of the beholder. I mean, if someone values chart hits, then Jeezy was the winner. If someone values hood classics, then Gucci was the winner. In any case, I’m actually here to discuss the tension in the room. All I can say is, I understand Gucci Mane.
Ok, for those who missed it, the battle between Jeezy and Gucci set all kinds of Instagram records. From what I understand, this was far and away the most watched Live on the platform. Anyway, during the show, it was VERY clear that Gucci had a different type of energy than Jeezy. Shit, while Jeezy was being a reserved and dignified veteran, Gucci wanted ALL of the smoke, man. Because of this, social media was split over Gucci’s behavior. While half of the internet praised Jeezy and ridiculed Gucci for being “childish,” the other half understood where Gucci was coming from.
Real talk, I see both sides, fam. On one hand, I’m all for Black men in America promoting peace and ownership. The way I see it, these ideals are especially important in our current climate. With that being said, I’m not down for any violence amongst ourselves. Now, on the other hand, I definitely empathize with Gucci. Like, what would people do if they had to stand in a room with someone who potentially put their life in danger? Hell, people argue in comment sections all day but expect Gucci to act like Gandhi? Nah, bruh.
Now, for those who aren’t familiar with their history, let me explain. Basically, the beef between Jeezy and Gucci was VERY real in the mid-2000s. So, after squabbling over royalties from their song “Icy,” both artists took a lot of verbal shots at each other. This included Jeezy putting a $10,000 bounty on Gucci’s chain in his song “Stay Strapped.” From there, Pookie Loc, a homie of Jeezy, and three other men setup Gucci at a stripper’s house and tried to rob him. During the altercation, Gucci grabbed Pookie’s gun and killed him in self-defense. Moving on, to make a long story short, Gucci’s beef with Jeezy almost cost him his life.
With all of that being said, I absolutely understand why Gucci would still have hostility towards Jeezy. Keeping it a buck, I’m not even sure that I’d be level-headed enough to do the show. So, I honestly believe that Gucci deserves credit for even participating. On the real, if a dude was involved in a plot against me, then he can eat a couple of verbal insults.
In the end, I’m just glad that there was no violence. Like I said before, those type of shenanigans aren’t needed in this climate. Ultimately, outside of the tension, the show was a moment for Atlanta and a moment for Hip-Hop. By and by, I fucks with both of their discographies, bruh. At the end of the day, let’s applaud them while they’re here. Now, excuse me while I go play Jeezy’s “Do The Damn Thang.” That is all. LC out.