Rihanna - Anti -deluxe- -2016-album- [ Ultimate – 2025 ]

– A cold, iconic takedown. Over a floating, synth-laced beat, she reduces a lover to a one-night stand. “You was just a nigga on the side.” The Deluxe version hits harder with its extended outro. This is post-breakup empowerment as quiet assassination.

The Deluxe edition adds three additional tracks to the standard 13, but more importantly, it completes the album’s thesis: freedom is messy, and so is this record. Gone are the EDM bombasts of We Found Love and the glossy Caribbean-pop of Work . ANTI is a grimy, sample-heavy, genre-bending collage. Executive produced by Rihanna herself alongside Jeff Bhasker (Kanye, Bruno Mars), the album pulls from 70s soul (Tavares’ “It Only Takes a Minute” on “James Joint”), trip-hop (a haunting interpolation of Tame Impala’s “New Person, Same Old Mistakes” on “Same Ol’ Mistakes”), and gut-punch ballads.

No. It’s indulgent, messy, and at times, frustrating. Rihanna - ANTI -Deluxe- -2016-Album-

– Slow, psychedelic, and explicitly sexual. A cousin to The Weeknd’s Trilogy . She’s in total control, whispering threats and promises.

– The unavoidable hit. A dancehall-inflected loop that feels hypnotic and slightly annoying (intentionally so). Drake’s patois is laughable, but Rihanna’s detached repetition of “work, work, work, work, work” becomes a mantra for exhausting love. On the Deluxe, it flows into… – A cold, iconic takedown

– The most aggressive track. A distorted, trap-infused kiss-off to an ex. She sounds genuinely venomous: “You ain’t shit.” It’s ugly, petty, and perfect.

– The best 80s power-ballad Prince never wrote. A razor-sharp guitar riff, a vulnerable but defiant vocal, and lyrics about sex as emotional suturing. “What are you willing to do?” she purrs. It’s erotic and wounded. This is post-breakup empowerment as quiet assassination

– A 78-second weed-and-R&B interlude. Dreamy, wasted, and gorgeous. It sets the album’s hazy mood perfectly.