![]() He introduced himself to the camera with a feigned rapper tough guy act and hyped his single, “Get Off My PP” to scattered laughter. ![]() The first time I saw him, he was in the studio with Statik Selektah while Statik and Termanology live-streamed the making of an EP. He peels up the city’s nasty underside for everyone to see and has a great big laugh about it, because he’s one of the freaks too. Drake is unapologetically hungry and borderline desperate to assert his dominance, and he’s incredibly successful in accomplishing that goal. French and Ross sound nearly careless, the verses are exercises in brushing the shoulders of their mink coats. Drake, who didn’t release an album this year but contented himself with showing up seemingly everywhere to steal songs from some of rap’s biggest names, makes the bold decision to rap on beat, and in this syrup saturated company he’s practically Busta Rhymes in quadruple time. ![]() Rick Ross is Galactus, lording over the proceedings with his gut bucket baritone and it’s very hard not to listen to him chanting “WORK” like a monk, over and over without getting motivated to go out and open a business or fuck a stripper. ![]() The 2 Live Crew sample that opens “Pop That Pussy” comes off manic, breathless - a beat that opens at 11 and never really let’s up throughout French Montana’s instant stripclub anthem classic. They are slow and plodding in a way that suggests a boss’ confidence, with punchlines worth dropping out the beat for.
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