Dating & Marriage Explained by Rihanna & Beyoncé
Thus far 2016 has been an amazing year musically, minus the passing of his Purple Highness. We've been blessed with a number of body of works that not only speak to the inner being of our soul, but also shakes us to our core. More specifically, Roc Nation is dropping gems after gems.
On Jan. 28th, a chilly winter night, Rihanna released Anti, a few weeks prior to embarking on her world tour. The 16-track album is evidence that being the world’s foremost carefree Black girl is a troubled endeavor, one often to leave a bad gyal in a bout of depression now and again from dealing with all the tired ass phuck boys in the world. Each track peels back a layer, alluding to tumultuous relationships with her voice vibrating low and stronger than ever. The Bajan beauty is raw and honest from beginning to end.
In “Desperado” the 28-year-old shares how devastating it can be when one doesn’t live up to his or her full potential, leaving an individual angry and ready to flee. She finds solace in a stranger, who is also fleeing a catastrophic heartbreak one encounter while dating. She sings, “Desperado, sitting in an old Monte Carlo we've both had our hearts broke, uh huh take it easy I'm not trying to go against you I can be a lone wolf with ya gotta get up out of here and you ain't leaving me behind.”
From the moment the hard, militant beat drops on “Woo” you know Rih is about to unleash another wrath of jilted feelings. The 28-year-old’s sultry, smoked-crackled voice shines through the static sound. She sings, “I bet she could never make you cry cause the scars on your heart are still mine tell me that she couldn't get this deep she can almost be the worst than me too bad she's just eating off your dreams let me know when you're ready to plea maybe you just need to send for me.” While the first line sends chills through your bones, the best part of this song is the denial stage every women unfortunately goes through. You know the phase when you’re so angry screaming at the top of your lungs denying you don’t love “him” anymore, yet you find yourself enraged and passionately confronting the one person you possibly love more than yourself at that very moment.
Other tracks like “Kiss It Better,” “Yeah I Said” and “Sex With Me,” Rihanna talks more convincingly about sex. Then there are songs like “Higher,” “Love on the Brain” and “Same Ole Mistakes,” where the stakes are high and Rihanna gave up all the phucks she had left, opting to reveal her inner most deep feelings for the phuck boy.
I don’t know about you all but Rihanna just summed up dating for the modern millennial. Then on April 23rd, a few days shy of The Formation World Tour, we all scurry home to see what Beyoncé has in-stored for all of us. And unsurprisingly she stops us in our tracks all over again addressing all the infidelity rumors surrounding her marriage, allegedly.
The Texas native bared her entire soul and left us speechless. Lemonade gets straight to the point with “Pray You Catch Me.” She sings, “You can taste the dishonesty
It's all over your breath as you pass it off so cavalier but even that's a test constantly aware of it all my lone ear pressed against the walls of your world praying I catch you whispering I'm praying you catch me listening.” On first listen you’re already out of breathe desperately waiting for the next line. Painfully relating.
Next, “Hold Up,” a Caribbean-esque track, addresses one of the many feelings a woman endures after processing infidelity. You know the moment when you’re with your girls questioning: how could he? when you kept it fun and sexy. She sings, “It's such a shame
you let this good love go to waste I always keep the top tier, 5-star backseat loving in the car make that wood like make that wood Holly like a boulevard.” And of course we can all relate to these questions: What's worse, looking jealous or crazy? I agree with Bey, I rather be crazy.
By far the best track on Lemonade is “Don’t Hurt Yourself.” The anger beaming through your speakers is indisputable. We all been there. After the Henny has entered your blood stream (because when dealing with infidelity you need the ultimate turn up juice) the anger rises. She sings, “Who the fuck do you think I is? You ain't married to no average bitch boy you can watch my fat ass twist boy as I bounce to the next dick boy.” But more importantly, “Just give my fat ass a big kiss boy, tonight I'm fucking up all your shit boy.”
But that moment you get your swagger back, usher in “Sorry.” This unapologetic track is the perfect song for the night you’re ready to hit the scene again. You call up your girls, you’re still feeling pretty jilted and Ciara level petty. However, baby girl remember your #BlackGirlMagic as Bey sings, “Me and my ladies sip my D’USSÉ cup I don’t give a fuck, chucking my deuces up suck on my balls, pause, I had enough I ain’t thinking about you…Middle fingers up put them hands high wave it in his face tell him, boy, bye.”
However, as the project comes to an end, there is an air of love again. There is nothing beautiful like reconciliation and working through your issues. After all, your vows say for better or for worst. After holding our breath and wondering whether or not divorce is looming, here comes “All Night.” The mother-of-one sings, “They say true love's the greatest weapon to win the war caused by pain, pain but every diamond has imperfections but my love's too pure to watch it chip away oh nothing real can be threatened true love breathes salvation back into me with every tear came redemption and my torturer became a remedy.”
The 13-track conceptual project based on every woman's journey of self-knowledge and healing, Tidal said in a statement, delved into the plethora of emotions after discovering your mate has been unfaithful.
I can go on and on, but ultimately Anti and Lemonade are the full spectrum of the ebbs and flows of dating, relationships and marriage. Around of applause for these beautiful Black women effortlessly summing up our feelings in this era. Let’s all bow down to Roc Nation. Oh yeah, phuck boys, get your shit together.
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