I Understand Gucci Mane

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.

Randi B. & LC: The Presidential Election, Eva Longoria, Jeezy & Gucci Mane

What’s good, brethren? On this episode, Randi B. and I were back on Facebook Live talking about the presidential election, Eva Longoria, Jeezy and Gucci Mane. It evolved into a conversation that included a variety of other topics. Check it out on YouTube below. Let’s go!

That Babyface & Teddy Riley Battle Hurt My Heart

Son. SON! What type of tomfoolery was Teddy Riley on Saturday night? Real talk, I can’t even put into words how disappointed I am in him. Like, his Instagram battle with Babyface was supposed to be one for the ages, man. But, instead, it turned into a classic example of doing too fucking much. Now, I’m fully aware of the fact that they’re supposed to run it back. However, I’d be lying if I said that I was still excited, fam. All in all, Riley ruined all of the momentum, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Saturday night was supposed to be a party. Now, somehow, Swizz Beatz and Timbaland actually convinced Riley and Babyface to duke it out on social media. Anyway, after a couple of delays, mostly the fact that Babyface was recovering from the coronavirus, both parties were ready to rumble. Well, in actuality, only Babyface was ready for the smoke. Homie sat in his home studio with a mic and some headphones and watched Riley look like a fool for an hour and a half.

Son, for this battle, Riley had two mics, a keyboard, a DJ, a drummer, a hype man and 80 other motherfuckers in the room. On top of that, he had a livestream of the event going to teddyrileylive.com. All the while, nobody seemed to realize that EVERYTHING WAS ECHOING! Man, every word that he spoke and every record that he played echoed grotesquely. So, all of his classic songs were getting ruined by his own fucking setup.

The sad part is, even without the audio difficulties, Babyface was serving him, fam. I mean, let’s just look at what they played, bruh. Riley hit ’em with Doug E. Fresh‘s “The Show” and Babyface responded with a live version of The Deele‘s “Two Occasions.” Next, Riley played Guy‘s “Groove Me” and Babyface came back with Bobby Brown‘s “Don’t Be Cruel.” Now, I personally love “Groove Me” more, but I also understand that the general public will choose Bobby Brown over Guy. So, being objective, that’s two rounds for Babyface. Finally, Riley played Hi-Five‘s “I Like The Way (The Kissing Game)” and Babyface finished him with “Every Little Step.” With all of that being said, that’s basically three rounds to none for Babyface, son.

Now, keep in mind, during this entire exchange, Riley’s audio was echoing. Meaning, the audience couldn’t get into a groove with any of his shit, man. Anyway, after all of the shenanigans, both parties ended the Live and vowed to reschedule. As of right now, the battle is slated to happen again tonight. All I know is, Riley needs to just sit his ass somewhere with a pair of headphones and get to work. Leave all of the other bullshit at the door, fam. The way I see it, his catalog deserves MUCH better, bruh.

In the end, I’m just disappointed with how all of this went down, son. Coming into this, I felt like a lot of these youngins didn’t understand how classic Teddy Riley’s discography is. Ultimately, he didn’t do himself any favors with that shit-show, man. By and by, less is more, fam. Less is fucking more. In any case, we’ll see if he can get this shit right, bruh. Either way, Babyface was ready for the action, brethren. That is all. LC out.

Jay-Z Washed Jay Electronica On His Own Album

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I haven’t written a lot in the last week because of the fallout from the coronavirus. I mean, I’ve been working from home, my kids ain’t got no school and I’ve been grocery shopping in order to combat all of the people who are panic-buying toilet paper. All in all, shit is wild out here, man. But, through all of the shenanigans, I did get a chance to listen to Jay Electronica‘s debut album, A Written Testimony. The way I see it, Jay-Z washes him on damn near every song, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, after about a decade of delays, Jay Elec FINALLY released an album, bruh. Now, if I’m being honest, NOTHING about this project is what I expected, son. First, on a 10-song project, Hov is on eight of the records. All I know is, that’s fucking weird for a debut album, man. Side note, I know that Ghostface Killah is on almost every record on Raekwon‘s debut album, but they still had previous Wu-Tang albums to introduce them, fam. In any case, not only is Hov prominently featured on the project, his voice is actually the first one we hear, folks. Frankly, all of this shit is strange, brethren.

Next, from a production aspect, Just Blaze is nowhere to be found on this album. Meaning, the mastermind behind “Exhibit A” and “Exhibit C” is not involved with the construction of this project. Furthermore, Jay Elec himself produces six out of the 10 songs. Now, his beats aren’t wack, but he could’ve gotten some harder shit to rock on, son. Like, he manages to recruit Swizz Beatz, Hit-Boy, AraabMuzik, The Alchemist and No I.D. for some tracks, but that only covers three of the songs, man. The truth is, the production is a little underwhelming, fam.

Now, to the matter at hand, bruh. *Sigh* For someone with Jay Elec’s lyrical ability, Hov cleans him up on pretty much every song. Shit, starting with “Ghost of Soulja Slim,” Hov isn’t playing with Jay Elec, son. I guess it’s a testament to his respect for Jay Elec’s pen, because Hov brings his A-game, man. Keeping it a buck, Hov’s verses on this album make me want another Jay-Z project, fam. Hell, him and No I.D. need to reconnect and do a follow-up to 4:44, people.

In the end, it might not seem like it from this post, but I actually like A Written Testimony, bruh. Real talk, a rapper of Jay Electronica’s caliber isn’t capable of making “wack” music, folks. Ultimately, after such a loooooong delay, I just wanted more, son. By and by, I wanted better beats and I wanted MORE Jay Elec. At the end of the day, he better not disappear again after this. In my eyes, he owes fans (like me) a lot more, man. *Sigh* Maybe next time we’ll actually get a Jay Electronica album, fam. Here’s to wishing, though. That is all. LC out.

This New Nas Song Ain’t It, Chief

So, anyone who knows me knows that I’m an unabashed Nas fan. Like, I legitimately believe he’s incapable of spitting a wack verse. Side bar, if given the chance, I’d even argue with Jay-Z about Nas’ “Oochie Wally” verse. Now, was that Nas’ finest moment? No, but those bars weren’t straight trash, son. In any case, lyrics were never Nas’ problem, man. On the real, his beat selection has always been suspect as fuck. With that being said, the trend (sadly) continues on the first single for this The Lost Tapes II album.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Nas is releasing a follow-up to his classic compilation album. Now, the original The Lost Tapes featured a bunch of songs that were supposed to be on I Am… and Stillmatic. However, thanks to early internet bootlegging, those songs didn’t make it out in their initial forms. Anyway, when that record came out in 2002, I was fucking HYPED, fam. Seriously, that album has some of my favorite Nas tracks, like “Blaze a 50,” “Everybody’s Crazy” and “Poppa Was a Playa.” Needless to say, when Nas teased a follow-up, I was ready to go, bruh.

Now, it finally seems like he’s ready to drop the record, son. So, as a warmup for the audience, Nas put out “Jarreau of Rap (Skatt Attack).” The song features the legendary Al Jarreau and showcases Nas’ lyrical dexterity. The problem is, the beat fucking sucks, man. Like, it REALLY sucks, fam. On top of that, the hook is super weird and wastes the Jarreau feature. All in all, this is not what I wanted to hear from this album, bruh. Shit, when a project lists Swizz BeatzPharrellRZAPete Rock and Kanye West as some of the producers, this ain’t the vibe I’m looking for, brethren. Frankly, I want to know who sanctioned this shit, folks.

Listen, Nas’ ear for beats has always been his Achilles Heel, son. The truth is, he’s always made his best albums when a notable figure gave him guidance. For example, MC Serch and Large Professor were the glue for IllmaticTrackmasters were the glue for It Was Written. Large Professor returned for StillmaticNo I.D. was the glue for Life Is Good. The way I see it, I don’t know if I can trust a Nas album when he’s left to his own devices, man. Keeping it a buck, I wish he would get Rick Ross to pick his beats. Hell, that might end up being one of the best albums ever, fam.

In the end, Nas will always be one of the greatest rappers of all time. Ultimately, I can’t take anything away from his ability to put words together. However, I was seriously unimpressed with this first single, bruh. By and by, I hope this isn’t a reflection of the whole album, son. If it is, it may have to be a hard pass for me, man. At the end of the day, that would hurt my rapper heart, fam. That is all. LC out.