Kendrick Lamar - Meet The Grahams (Drake Diss)

[Not Crodie]

Black people don't even talk like that

Honestly, I never gave a fukk about race when it comes to music opinions.
Just because I'm black doesn't mean I can't comment on white music and vice versa

Just because I'm not italian doesn't mean I can't make a decent pizza

 

[That Singer Guy...]

Crodie is black too, alright lets continue the thread.

 

[Not Crodie]

Mod called me crodie, thats even worse

 

[blockburna420]

Honestly, I never gave a fukk about race when it comes to music opinions.
Just because I'm black doesn't mean I can't comment on white music and vice versa

Just because I'm not italian doesn't mean I can't make a decent pizza

You related to @mag357 ?

 

[Not Crodie]

You related to @mag357 ?

Don't know him

 

[Vic Damone. Jr]

Cuz u nikkas is not hip hop. No where in beefin or in life can u make up a person in the middle of an argument to discredit somebody and be taken seriously.

All the shots at Drake pen and Kbot end up having the most unserious pen in hip hop history. If he mad at u. He finna just make somebody up and use them against u.


that monkey nikka is an idiot. biggest song of his career ever is about Drake. The bitter irony that his legacy is some nikka with a shaky pen who hated on Drake

I’m not even gon stay in this fantasy rap thread too long cuz I know yall tryna get yall lies off

@Houston911 @BmoreGorilla @Feds @NotAnFBIagent @hex

 

[Drake's Tan]

Craziest night in hiphop in a long time. You just had to be there.

Yeah I don't even follow the booth like that any more, more on the coliseum and stuff now, but I was around at that time for some reason and wow it was a special few days...weeks really

 

[Not Crodie]

Yeah I don't even follow the booth like that any more, more on the coliseum and stuff now, but I was around at that time for some reason and wow it was a special few days...weeks really

shyt was historic

 

[derro13]

What a masterclass, shyt really took Drake's last breath

 

[derro13]

It’s a diss song, these kind of tracks aren’t supposed to be chart toppers or even liked by the masses. It’s supposed to dismantle a rapper in a battle. Simple as that. Not Like Us is different though. He wanted that to be well known.

Thank you. kendrick definitely made it clear what his intentions were with each track.

 

[904]

Dear Aubrey

That last verse is a different level of disrespect.. Sigel going at Kiss level.. Cam at Stan Spit

This is the third verse of Ether but times 10

Dear Aubrey
I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party
But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body
This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game
But you fukked up the moment you called out my family's name
Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people?
Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you
And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home
Thirty-seven, but you showin' up as a seven-year-old
You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill-poppin' and spendin' problems
Bad with money, whorehouse
Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start
But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom
I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin'
Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin'
No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in
No secret handshakes with your friend
No culture cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother
Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya
The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas
Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman
You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya?
You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us
Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements
Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in
'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery
You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury
You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members
They all p*ssy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em
You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh
You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come
You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help
fukk a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself

 

[derro13]

Dear Aubrey

That last verse is a different level of disrespect.. Sigel going at Kiss level.. Cam at Stan Spit

This is the third verse of Ether but times 10

Dear Aubrey
I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party
But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body
This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game
But you fukked up the moment you called out my family's name
Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people?
Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you
And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home
Thirty-seven, but you showin' up as a seven-year-old
You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill-poppin' and spendin' problems
Bad with money, whorehouse
Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start
But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom
I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin'
Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin'
No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in
No secret handshakes with your friend
No culture cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother
Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya
The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas
Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman
You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya?
You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us
Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements
Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in
'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery
You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury
You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members
They all p*ssy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em
You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh
You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come
You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help
fukk a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself

Brilliant

 

[Hood Critic]

You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya?
You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us

 

[Ku$h Parker]

Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements

Dot over Alchemist Pianos:

 

[Ku$h Parker]

Talking strippers and models that try to gain attention
Even a couple pornstars that I'm ashamed to mention---"Lord Knows"