Kendrick is the opposite of pro black in real life

Rocky just need to stay in bed with Rihanna I’m good on that. Weeknd locked in with Metro making a diss track as we speak

Just because I been on a run doesn't mean I don't know how to walk away

I'll let you get your bars off over text but don't forget you're talking to Drake

Personality
Morality
Immeasurable salary
100 dollar bills that I'm counting like a calorie
Shells for the peanut gallery
Probably better off with Mallory or Valerie
You tearing up and sniffling while reacting like some allergies

Saying what I mean isn't mean if you're really listening - it's reality — Drake

In the dog days of summer 2023, Drake did a very Drake thing: Just before embarking on tour, he revealed that he’d written a poetry book called Titles Ruin Everything. To spread the news, he took out ads in several major newspapers. On them was a QR code which led to another announcement: “I made an album to go with the book. They say they miss the old Drake girl don’t tempt me. FOR ALL THE DOGS.”

The “old Drake” line, as real heads know, is a reference to “Headlines,” a song from the early days of Champagne Papi’s rise from Canadian curiosity to global superstar. The old Drake was an underdog, a former child actor and Lil Wayne protégé who blended hip-hop and R&B in a way that would indelibly change both. And the new Drake? He’s a 36-year-old father of one who’s responsible for a not-small percentage of Toronto’s annual tourist economy and who, with the release of “Slime You Out,” is one No. 1 single away from tying Michael Jackson on the all-time list.

If there’s anything Old Drake and New Drake can agree on, it’s hour-and-a-half-long blockbuster albums that master the fine art of score-settling. (Speaking of fine art, that’s a drawing from his five-year-old son Adonis on the cover.) Drizzy’s gone through plenty of phases in his 15 years in the running as one of hip-hop’s GOATs: albums full of wintry grime and drill, or breezy dance albums for the baddies to turn up to on girls’ night. For All the Dogs, his eighth studio album, has more in common with 2011’s Take Care, the star-making opus loaded with luxuriant beats and big-name features. But instead of drunk-dialing his exes, Drake’s…well, he’s still doing that every now and again. Mostly, though, he’s with his dogs.

The album’s loose framework is a late-night local radio program: BARK Radio, live from Chapel Hill, whose hosts include Teezo Touchdown, Drake’s crush/idol Sade, and the occasional chorus of hounds. This particular broadcast is a sumptuous banquet of classically Drake techniques, starting with the smirking fake-out that is intro track “Virginia Beach.” (If you know, you know.) There’s the requisite Houston worship on “Screw the World,” the new jack swing peacocking of “Amen,” and the swanky-sounding “Bahamas Promises,” which opens with a couplet only Drizzy could pull off: “Broken pinkie promises/You f***ed up our Bahamas trip.” He’s scoffing at rap’s NPCs with J. Cole on “First Person Shooter” and taking relationship advice from Future on “What Would Pluto Do.” On “BBL Love,” he drops an all-timer for the “that’s so Drake” archives, musing, “They say love’s like a BBL, you won’t know if it’s real until you feel one,” as if anyone has ever said such a thing whose name isn’t Aubrey Drake Graham.

But it isn’t officially a Drake album till you get to the song with the city name and timestamp in the title. On “8am in Charlotte,” over a boom-bap beat from Conductor Williams, Drake presides over his dogs like a coach before the big game, initiates breakups at five-star restaurants, and unleashes a barrage of knee-slappers you can imagine him deploying 20 years from now at his eventual Vegas residency. In the video, the most successful rapper of his generation wears a hoodie emblazoned with “HATE SURVIVOR.” Never change, Drake, never change.

Yeah, it’s very morose

He cheated on his black queen with a dirty Copenhagen white b****

Couldn’t be me

Rich Baby Daddy joining Ratchet Happy Birthday and Girls Want Girls on the pantheon of worst songs I’ve ever had the displeasure of hearing

Yeah rocky gotta bodied this man

His impact is there

Even as controversial as he was, he had a dedicated fanbase.

He’s probably the only modern artist to have died and had fan do wakes outside of the US.

What did asap ever say

Just say you hate women

He f***ed his b****

CLASSIC INCOMING

Anyone listening on a good pair of headphones or speakers:

Am I tripping or is that sub bass pattern that starts at 1:13 on Tried Your Best completely offbeat?

October 6 in the 6

Nasty work

Rocky hasn't said anything to this man

The setting is a dimly lit rooftop in downtown New York City. Drake and Kanye stand on opposite sides, tension radiating between them. The skyline glitters in the background, a stark contrast to the charged atmosphere.*

Drake: (with a mix of frustration and determination) Kanye, this has gone on long enough. We're tearing each other apart, man.

Kanye: (defiant, eyes locked on Drake) You think this is about just music, Aubrey? It's about art, vision, pushing boundaries.

Drake: (gesturing around them) Look at where we are, Kanye. We're on top of the world, but all we're doing is tearing it apart.

Kanye: (voice growing intense) You don't get it, Drake. This is how art evolves. It's messy, it's raw, it's... real.

Drake: (stepping forward, earnest) And I respect that, Ye. But it doesn't have to be at the expense of everything else. We can change the narrative.

A beat of silence hangs heavy in the air, the weight of their words sinking in.

Kanye: (pausing, considering) Maybe... maybe you're right, Aubrey. But how do we even begin?

Drake: (softening) We start by making something that transcends the feud, that shows the world we're more than just rivals.

They share a significant look, a mutual understanding passing between them.

Kanye: Alright, let's do it. But it has to be authentic, no compromises.

Drake: (nodding) Agreed, Ye. It's time to show the world what we're capable of.

They clasp hands in a firm shake, a symbolic gesture of unity. The skyline behind them seems to shimmer with newfound hope, a reflection of the potential their collaboration holds.

Note: This scene is a pivotal moment in the storyline, where Drake and Kanye confront the destructive nature of their rivalry and decide to embark on a collaborative project. It marks a turning point in the narrative, emphasizing the power of reconciliation and the potential for transformative art.

She’s beautiful and held it down for this manlet since high school and he throws it away for some euro spoiled milk??

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These barks got me crying

Guy has a history of misogynistic posting. Im sick of it.

This album gets better every damn listen bruh

That + learning about how he’s having health problems definitely showing us he needs a break. Kinda like when he said he was angry during views iirc

Skeeyee my song of the summer and sza had one of the best UTOPIA features… I think we know who the problem is

Weeknd will respond with a sub. Rocky won't respond because really he's winning