The questionable consensus on mushed-mouth party rapper Gucci Mane is that his mixtapes beat his official albums by a mile, but The Appeal is another worthy, aboveground effort, containing more highlights than your everyday release while broadening the mans horizons (something that certainly needed to happen). With ethereal production from the Neptunes and rapper Nicki Minaj delivering lines that are much more nimble than naughty (Im all that I can be/And Ill admit, Im appalled when you envy/Cause you can do it too/I just happen to be the girl that they threw it to), Haterade is like nothing in Gucci’s earlier catalog, and when the closing Grown Man finds the usually sloth-like rapper rapidly explaining his family tree — and all the bad apples that fell from it — its downright shocking and solid. On the other hand, hes lost none of his steadily stoned and constantly throwed appeal as he makes his somewhat slow guest Bun B sound like Twista on the opening Little Friend. Better still is when he confuses women and cash on the entirely Gucci Making Love to the Money, or gets ridiculous and between-the-beats on the decent roller Gucci Time (White boy wasted, frat boy wasted/Amazin like my bracelet I’m flossin/R.I.P. the mic, the ice got my chest moon walkin”). If theres a problem, its that mass appeal isnt even considered, and there are no grand singles for the radio heads to savor. This one is for those who would still love The State vs. Radric Davis even if the breakthrough hits Lemonade and Wasted werent included. – David Jeffries
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