There’s great power in deliberately ugly music. A clear disinterest in making clashing pieces work together signals that the artist isn’t cleaning their message up for an imagined audience, they’re telling it to you straight. This is why Kanye can get away with blasphemously sampling “Strange Fruit” alongside rude TNGHT horns, in a song about doing molly with his ex; he’s an asshole, but he’s being real. Tracks from Dizzee Rascal’s distorted staging of a poisonous relationship to Meek Mill’s dialed-to-11 origin story offer us rare glimpses of unvarnished truth.