Freddie Gibbs: Humble or Hollywood?
Where do I even start with this guy? First let me say he’s not Hollywood, because nobody in Hollywood has ever heard of a Freddie Gibbs. He’s not one bit famous, he just likes to pretend he’s a sought-after rapper because Young Jeezy signed him to CTE, which stands for “Career To End”. You may be familiar with Gibbs’ song…well, no, he doesn’t have any. Maybe you saw his mixtape…well, no, he doesn’t have a good one of those either. But you may have seen him trailing behind Jeezy picking up crumbs trying to find his way to stardom, and laughed uncontrollably at the futile mission. I know I have.
What’s my beef with Freddie Gibbs? I admit it comes mostly from disappointment. While the public might not know who Gibbs is, I was hipped to his music through some reputable tastemakers and was in agreement of his talent (which has weakened considerably since inking his “deal”). So when I attended a meet and greet earlier this year at Fly Kix in Atlanta, I was somewhat looking forward to meeting the UP-AND-COMING rapper. He wasn’t priority though, more of an after-thought as I waited for Dom Kennedy and Juicy J to show up. I maneuvered through the crowd where he was standing in front of the media, trying his hardest to look hard while blowing everyone off.
Um, this is the last person who needs to be snubbing people with cameras. Nobody even knows what the baby-faced-kornball looks like, and maybe it should stay that way. He purposely kept looking away whenever people went to snap shots, and wouldn’t give more than one word answers when asked questions, rudely rolling his eyes and looking down on folks. I know these industry people can be really annoying, but dude we were at a private event, vip invite only – sometimes you gotta make nice to make money. It’s part of the business. If you don’t like it, stay in your dirty little trap until your boys rat you out and send you to prison. Otherwise, be thankful for the opportunity and a way out.
So after the meet & greet there was a show at Quad with Juicy J and Dom Kennedy headlining, Gibbs was a small opening act. But I guess nobody told him this. Because he showed up on a high horse with 20 goons lined up behind him (no pause) – the same dusty, broke goons I saw butt-bumping the last rapper Jeezy signed, and the one before that, none of which ever saw one penny from the label. Just putting it out there, Jeezy doesn’t get people on, he sweeps them under the rug. I’m still rooting for J.W. though, that’s a cool guy. You probably haven’t heard of him yet, he’s signed to CTE.
Back to the concert, Gibbs paced pack in forth on stage pretending to be Tupac in an extra-smedium t-shirt for all of 5 minutes before trying to exit. When he was asked to perform another song, he pouted and yelled out a few more flat lyrics and left. Which was good, he was souring the mood of fans who came to see the real show. The fans who kept asking “who the hell is he? when is it going to be over?”.
Come to think of it, we haven’t heard much of this guy since then, especially in Atlanta. Maybe he’s back to selling dime bags in Cleveland, or Cincinnati, or wherever he’s from. Shrugs to that.
In short, spend your money elsewhere. Freddie Gibbs blows.
Look at this guy’s man nipples. Really?
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