Drake fans really like "don't worry about who wrote it" 
Kendrick Lamar - Meet The Grahams (Drake Diss)
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Bro, you might be one of the best creative writers in the world. I really mean that too.The thing Kendrick understands is AIPAC Shakur has something broken inside him (no homo), and is plagued by a narcissistic void as a result. Drizzle gives off the energy of someone who can never actually be that nikka in his own mind, so he has to spend all his energy convincing as many other people as he can that he’s a real nikka, because the insecurity is so nagging.
His feeling good is contingent on making other people feel bad. Every insult relies on the juvenile insinuation that he maybe fukked some woman before you or while you were with her, or that your wife doesn’t love you, or that he owns a manor in Rome and you only have an apartment in New York or a beachfront condo.
The weird tough talk is just the cherry on top of a transparent bullshyt sundae. You’re an emu-faced Jewish child actor from an exclusive CAC neighborhood in Toronto, man. You’re both famous and rich beyond belief but the nikkas who end up around you clearly can’t believe what a dork you are and never really take to you. The famous chicks in the industry clearly won’t claim him if he’s even fukking them. He’s seeding up hideous build-a-body thots and grooming baby-faced broads. He leaked his own fun-time-with-my-peen video, which reeks equally of a deep insecurity and puerile perversion. The cornrows are just clownish. His son looks like an albino turd. The blaccent roulette game he plays is, as the diminutive Compton native said, just cringeworthy.
I was listening to Family Matters and halfway through I realized “this lame is flowing his ass off.” But I’m also distracted by the fact an uber-wealthy Canadian Jewish weirdo is dancing around with a cartoonish Asian grill-maker/jeweler, creating a product that feels like an inverted and distorted minstrel show, trying to catch a club bop with the same ol’ same ol’ content while the nikka he’s battling is essentially calling him an empty, awkward, lost soul of a joon.
Nothing about this dude’s music or schtick ever sticks to the ribs.
"Don't be ashamed of who you with. That's how he treats your mom."
breh you wrote a whole well thought out post that i haven't even read yet because i been laughing at this shyt for a full 3 minutes
i'm stealing that shyt
Whoooaaadie
SoSoSlick
Still gettin it!
Stannin a nikka who may or may not have written these diss tracks is somethin I can't even begin to understand .Drake fans really like "don't worry about who wrote it"
Sorry but Even with all of that it don’t hit the same. It’s a creative way to diss but where are the quotables? No hook? Beat isn’t menacing. Nah bro this was executed like a dope album cut. Euphoria hits harder for real
Uchiha God
Veteran
Why is everyone I see supporting Drake trying to play these police games?
- there’s a weirdo in this thread crying about HIPAA violations
- Azealia Banks on IG begging Drake to get Kendrick locked up
- You talking about suing
Wtf going on?!
The comments about the beat and the intensity of the vocals really shows how much rap changed and the type of audience that Drake brought in
King Jove
King Of †he Gawds
“You raised a horrible fukkin’ person, the nerve of you, Dennis”
this is hilarious from a drake stan
drake's music is littered with female hating incel shyt
his discography might as well be the soundtrack to fresh and fit
Insensitive
Superstar
The thing Kendrick understands is AIPAC Shakur has something broken inside him (no homo), and is plagued by a narcissistic void as a result. Drizzle gives off the energy of someone who can never actually be that nikka in his own mind, so he has to spend all his energy convincing as many other people as he can that he’s a real nikka, because the insecurity is so nagging.
His feeling good is contingent on making other people feel bad. Every insult relies on the juvenile insinuation that he maybe fukked some woman before you or while you were with her, or that your wife doesn’t love you, or that he owns a manor in Rome and you only have an apartment in New York or a beachfront condo.
The weird tough talk is just the cherry on top of a transparent bullshyt sundae. You’re an emu-faced Jewish child actor from an exclusive CAC neighborhood in Toronto, man. You’re both famous and rich beyond belief but the nikkas who end up around you clearly can’t believe what a dork you are and never really take to you. The famous chicks in the industry clearly won’t claim him if he’s even fukking them. He’s seeding up hideous build-a-body thots and grooming baby-faced broads. He leaked his own fun-time-with-my-peen video, which reeks equally of a deep insecurity and puerile perversion. The cornrows are just clownish. His son looks like an albino turd. The blaccent roulette game he plays is, as the diminutive Compton native said, just cringeworthy.
I was listening to Family Matters and halfway through I realized “this lame is flowing his ass off.” But I’m also distracted by the fact an uber-wealthy Canadian Jewish weirdo is dancing around with a cartoonish Asian grill-maker/jeweler, creating a product that feels like an inverted and distorted minstrel show, trying to catch a club bop with the same ol’ same ol’ content while the nikka he’s battling is essentially calling him an empty, awkward, lost soul of a joon.
Nothing about this dude’s music or schtick ever sticks to the ribs.
The GOAT brought out one of THE Goated Posters.
Kendrick, shifting the cultural landscape one day at a time.