THE HEART PART 6 Lyrics – Drake

[Intro: Aretha Franklin]
Now let me see you prove it
Just let me see you prove it

[Verse]
Alright
The Pulitzer Prize winner is definitely spiraling
I got your fu*king lines tapped, I swear that I’m dialed in
First, I was a rat, so where’s the proof of the trial then?
Where’s the paperwork or the cabinet it’s filed in?
1090 Jake would’ve took all the walls down
The streets would’ve had me hiding out in a small town
My Montreal connects stand up, not fall down
The ones that you’re getting your stories from, they all clowns
I am a war general, seasoned in preparation
My jacket is covered in medals, honor and decoration
You waited for this moment, overcome with the desperation
We plotted for a week and then we fed you the information
A daughter that’s eleven years old, I bet he takes it
We thought about giving a fake name or a destination
But you so thirsty, you not concerned with investigation
Instead you in Advantage Studio, it’s a celebration
You gotta learn to fact check things and be less impatient
Your fans are rejoicing thinking this is my expiration
Even the picture you used, the jokes and the medication
The Maybach glove and the drug he uses for less inflation
Master manipulator, you bid on the speculation
You dumb and reactive, n!gga, I’m petty with dedication
What about the bones we dug up in that excavation?
And why isn’t Whitney denying all of the allegations?
Why is she following Dave Free and not Mr. Morale?
You haven’t seen the kids in six months, the distance is wild
Dave leaving heart emozis underneath pics of the child
Speaking of anything with a child, let’s get to that now
This Epstein angle was the s*it I expected
TikTok videos you collected and dissected
Instead of being on some dis-direct s*it
You rather fu*king grab your pen and misdirect s*it
My mom came over today and I was like
“Mother, I—, mother, I—, mother, I—”
Wait a second, that’s that one record where you say you got molested
Aw, fu*k me, I just made the whole connection
This about to get so depressing
This is trauma from your own confessions
This when your father leave you home alone with no protection, so neglected
That’s why these pedophile raps and s*it you so obsessed with, it’s so excessive
They acting like it’s so aggressive
But you just never known affection
I don’t wanna diss you anymore, this really got me second guessing
“Touch My Body” by Mariah Carey play, you probably start reflecting

I never been with no one underage but now I understand why this the angle that you really mess with
Just for clarity, I feel disgusted, I’m too respected
If I was fu*king young girls, I promise I’d a been arrested
I’m way too famous for this s*it you just suggested
But that’s not the lesson, clearly there’s a deeper message
Deep cuts that never healed and now they got infected
Like if Dave really fu*ked your girl and got her pregnant, talk about breeding resentment
I’m not sure how to ease the sentiment, this s*it’s too intimate
I’m praying you recover from both incidents
But you a piece of s*it so this s*it really no coincidence
Drake is not a name that you gon’ see on no s*x offender list, Eazy-Duz-It
You mention an A-Minor, but n!gga’s got a B-Sharp and tell the fans, “Who was it?”
You thought you left D flat, D-Major
I slit your throat with the razor and do Rick Ross air like that one flight from Malaysia, I’m your baby mama’s screen saver
Only fu*king with Whitneys, not Millie Bobby Browns, I’d never look twice at no teenager
I’m a fu*king hitmaker, dog, not a peacemaker, yeah
Bullets that I’m stuffing in each chamber, your ass in extreme danger
Stop buying views and bot comments, you may as well keep the paper
S*it you ’bout to need for later
I give a fu*k about your streaming data
You could drop a hundred more records, I’ll see you later
Yeah, maybe when you meet your maker
I don’t wanna fight with a woman beater, it feeds your nature
If you still bumping on R Kelly you can thank the saviour
Said if they deleted his music the your music is going too
A hypocrite
I don’t understand why these people praise ya, sounding like you selling commissary when you need some paper
Album dropping soon, no wonder you turning clout chaser instead of doing hard labor
N!gga, I see you when I see you like Fantasia
And Whitney, you can hit me if you need a favor
And when I say I hit you back, it’s a lot safer
Huh, I promise

[Outro]
I’m not gonna lie this s*it was some good exercise
Its good to get out, get the pen working
You would be a worthy competitor if I was really a predator and you weren’t fu*king lying to every blogger and editor, but
It is what it is
You definitely got this s*it burnt the fu*k out though, like
You got ten more records to drop
The one before the last one we finessed you into telling a story that doesn’t even exist
And then, you go and drop the West Coast one and try and cover that up
I would like that one, that, that, that would be some s*it I could dance to if you wasn’t tripling down on some whole other bulls*it but
You know, at least your fans are getting some raps out of you
Im happy I could motivate you
Bring you back to the game, like
You know, but
Just let me know when we getting to the facts
Everything in my s*it is facts
I’m waiting for you to return the favor, like

Wow, those lyrics are intense. It sounds like they’re addressing some pretty heavy accusations and personal trauma. It’s like a deep dive into someone’s psyche and their past. The mention of Mariah Carey’s “Touch My Body” adds another layer of complexity, bringing in a sense of vulnerability and reflection.

[Verse]
This verse is a blistering attack on the recipient, accusing them of spreading false information and manipulating speculation. It begins with a confident assertion that the recipient, a Pulitzer Prize winner, is spiraling downward, possibly due to the speaker’s surveillance of their communication lines. The speaker boasts of having access to their communications, suggesting they are fully aware of the recipient’s activities.

The speaker questions past accusations made against them, demanding proof and documentation to substantiate these claims. They assert their readiness and connections, contrasting themselves as a skilled strategist against the recipient’s alleged incompetence. The verse escalates with accusations about the recipient’s personal life and motives, suggesting neglect and infidelity.

The speaker addresses sensitive topics like pedophilia and personal trauma, expressing disgust and disbelief at the accusations. They refute accusations of pedophilia directly, vehemently denying them and expressing frustration at the insinuation. The verse concludes with a series of damning accusations and insults against the recipient, accusing them of being a manipulative liar and hypocrite.

Overall, the verse serves as a scathing indictment of the recipient’s character and actions, showcasing the speaker’s anger, frustration, and determination to defend themselves against what they perceive as unjust attacks. It’s a bold assertion of power and defiance against the recipient’s attempts to tarnish their reputation.

In this outro, the speaker vehemently denies accusations of engaging with underage individuals, expressing disgust at the insinuation and affirming their reputation. They assert that their fame would prevent them from engaging in such behavior without consequences. However, the speaker acknowledges a deeper message behind these accusations, hinting at personal wounds that have festered over time.

The speaker then delves into hypothetical scenarios, suggesting that the recipient’s alleged resentment could stem from personal issues rather than factual accusations. They express uncertainty about how to address these complex emotions but offer prayers for the recipient’s recovery from past incidents.

The outro concludes with a series of provocative statements and wordplay, reinforcing the speaker’s defiance and dismissing the recipient’s allegations as baseless. The speaker employs vivid imagery to emphasize their dominance and the severity of their response, leaving a lasting impression of their power and resilience.

[Outro]
In this outro, the speaker reflects on the confrontation with a mixture of sarcasm and resignation. They acknowledge the intensity of the exchange but imply that it was beneficial for them to exercise their skills and express themselves. The speaker suggests that the recipient would be a formidable opponent if the accusations were true and if they weren’t continuously lying to manipulate public opinion.

Despite the confrontational tone, the speaker acknowledges the recipient’s productivity in releasing music, even if it’s based on false narratives. They express satisfaction in being able to motivate the recipient to create music but emphasize the importance of addressing the truth. The speaker asserts their commitment to factual accuracy and challenges the recipient to respond with honesty and integrity, hinting at a desire for resolution based on truth rather than manipulation.