Samples "Faygo" by Cult Member

this the type of place you put your makeup on
we can talk about your fave creators and their raycons
bob ross on projector, pbr fridge
share my couch, i can scoot over a smidge
i'm the bi with the pen at the dive making friends
with a wife and her kids and her wife and her kids
no surprises from me if you want what you see
singing m.i.a. leaks out of love out of key
move like mk leo over sampled faygo
queueing queen b's halo, styling vibes like dayglo
spit a thousand verses tryna paint a picture
for a babe that's looking fine like the witcher
silver hair, violet eyes, into girls, into guys
into enbies on the rise, tattooed deer, outer thigh
closeted allies tryna get my number
when they see a friend of mine, they wanna become her
(when they see a friend of mine, they wanna become her)

Tattooed Deer

DJ Renegade Angel - Sparkling Water Set

SAMPLES: "CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS" BY FRANK SINATRA, "STILLE NACHT!" BY THE CHOIR OF KING'S COLLEGE

[JACK_Underscore]
BOW TO SENSAI TAKE THAT WEIGHT OFF YOUR SHOULDER LIKE BEN GAY 
PAIN SENT AWAY LAMES GET ERASED CAGED 
LIKE MICE ON A CHEDDAR CHASE BETTER BRACE LIKE MY TEETH WAS 
GUMS PINK LIKE THE DRIED BLOOD STAINS ON MY SNEAKERS  
BEAT RAW LIKE MEAT IN THE FREEZER 
NO GLOVES GET YOUR BRAIN OUT YOUR KEISTER I'M A 
BLACK BELT YOU'VE GOT NOTHING MUCH TO SPEAK OF
 KEEP UP JESUS EASTER 
HE CALL EVERY SUNDAY AND ME? 
I BALL EVERY SUNDAY
I'M SAYING WHO DIS LIKE I'M POPEYE AND YOU BLUTUS BURNING SPINACH WHEN I 
FINISH CHECKING FRIENDSTER FOR FLUTISTS. OR IS IT 
FLAUTISTS? I'M A PUGILIST DON'T 
DOUBT IT MY MUSIC THE HUGEST 
YOU ON THE RAILS? WELL DO YOU 
I'M STRONGER THAN A LOCOMOTIVE AND SMOKING LIKE A CHOO CHOO 
SPARRING IS TRAINING TAKE A CHANCE ON A NONAME 
FLOW SO MONEY BAGGIES FULL OF ROMAINE


[ZEN FANG]
I DOUBT THE SALAD RALLY BACK A WILL TO DIET PILL CUT
BACK, THE DRESSING FLEX THE ANOREXIC GUT SLACK
A MAD MEN AD TO DRAPER SIZE ZERO THE
HERO WITH WHITE HORSE ONLY COURT, WITH SHEER BONES
I GUESS WE BURY THE HATCHET THAT CUT THE FAT THEN
HANDS IN THE AIR IF YOU EVER BEEN THE FAT FRIEND
OR SKINNY KID WHO CHUCKED HIS LUNCH IN THE TRASH BIN
NEVER HAD THE MUSCLES THAT THEM MAGAZINE LADS DID
NEVER MET MY SET POTENTIAL FOR BEAUTIFUL, IF MY 
CHROMOSOMES MATCHED THEY PROBLY TAG THE THIN DUTIFUL
AND YET AGAIN THE WHITE CIS HET PONDERS
FREE TO SKIM THE ISSUES OTHERS ARE LIVIN AS HEAD WANDERS
I SPEAK FOR TREES THAT HAVE THEIR OWN MOUTHS SOMETIMES,
APOLOGIZE FOR THNEEDING UP SOME SEWN MOUTH DUMB RHYMES
, THE COMPENSATION WAKE A SINGLE MAN’S PILLOW KISSED AND
WHITE KNIGHT LINES SPOKE DISCONNECT LIKE VENTRILOQUIST
YET REST IN PEACE THE MC WHO MISS THE SHOWTIME
COUCHED OUT CONVINCED THEIR OWN LIVES JUST  DON’T RHYME
, AT LEAST HE SPLIT FROM RICH SUBURBAN VIRGINS SPOUTING OFF A-
BOUT THE ROUNDS THAT POUND THAT REALLY FILL A NEW BALANCE SOCK
AND SITS TO LISTEN FOR THE TRUTH THE STRUGGLE HUMMUS
TURN THE SABRA TO ABRACADABRA MUGGLES FLUMMOXED
THE TONGUE TWIST TO SUIT THE INTERVIEW IF HE BUILD A 
WALL I  GUESS HE GOTTA PROVE IT’S WINTER TOO. 


[YUNG PROVIDA]
BOB ROSS PAINTING, KATE MOSS HATING,
HOT SAUCE CRAZING, SALAD TOSS SHAVING,
MY CRIB BE SO HOT I THAT IT’S LIKE FLOWING LAVA
MY FLOW BE SO HOT THEY CALL ME DEVIL WEARIN PRADA,
MY IQ SO HIGH THAT I WRITE MY CODE IN JAVA
MY PITA SO SOFT THAT I DIP MY SHIT IN SABRA
MY PENIS SO SOFT THAT I DIP MY SHIT IN SALSA,
PAPA SO HORNY THAT HE COULD BE IN A SOAP OPERA
PAPA SAY HE TIRED SO IT’S TIME TO CHANGE THE GENRE
BOB’S PICKS CROON TO THAT SINATRA
WE HEADIN’ BACK TO JAVA SO WE HEADIN’ TO SUMATRA
PAPA STILL HORNY SO HE PULL OUT KAMA SUTRA
MOMMY MAKING LOVE BUT DADDY MAKING MULLAH
IN-LAWS ON MY BACK BUT WIFE ON MY PENIS
LIFE IS ROUGH SO I HIT IT HARD INTRAVENOUS
ALLERGENIC ALLERGEN REDUCE ME TO MY SCENIC
SEMEN POUR ONE OUT FOR THE HOMEBOY ON THE KLEENEX.
JOAQUIN PHOENIX, PLEASE US, DEAR LORD JESUS,
PLEASE LEAVE US ALONE THIS DAY BEEN A HASSLE,
CROSS THE MOAT AND YOU MAY BREACH THE CASTLE,
I’M INVESTIGATING YOUR BITCH LIKE A CRIME- RICHARD CASTLE
RIDING CALIFORNIA GIRLS LIKE A YOUNG MATT CASSEL
RIDING THE BENCH, DRINKING QUENCH BECAUSE HE CAN’T AFFORD
GATORADE, MAN I HATE AIDS LIKE MAGIC JOHNSON’S JOHNSON OR LARRY BIRD
ABSURD!

SABRA (feat. Jack_Underscore and Yung Provida)

Alight

True Wuv (2013)

Tagalong (2013)

It Was (2017)

DADS OF REVENGE - THIS ISN'T MY KITTEN

FACEPLANT / BASEMENT feat. Zaboomafoo(Prod. John Darr)

tastykake heart I left
you on the coast and I’m most
ly inconsolable 
space heater on max

dancing in the dark to char
li xcx and I’m next
to where I wanna go
can’t even relax

it’s not complicated
I’m gonna be fine

so glad that you made it
just hold me tight
 
one heart
two hands
keep track
of who I am
you two
four hands
putting ours together when we
do the best we can

teddy bear stare I left
you on the chair cuz you were
creeping me out
altruism is a lie oh my
sleepy beer I kicked
you out of here cuz I don’t
wanna be an addict
shoutout to addictive personalities

it’s not complicated
I’m gonna be fine

so glad that you made it
just hold me tight

one heart
two hands
keep track
of who I am
you two
four hands
putting ours together when we
do the best we can

TASTYKAKE

Service Dog Vest

It was in our Wichita city
In college where I was enrolled
And many’s the time I got litty
Tucked deep in the Vagabond fold

One day out in front off of Douglas
Snug nice in my usual seat
A lady strolled up there among us
And with her a golden named Pete

[Chorus]
His fur gold velvet but moreso
I knew he’d do great on the gram
And round his cute little torso
A service dog harness or scam

The lady went in for a whiskey
She came and sat right down outside, by the
way that her pup acted frisky
I knew that the harness had lied

That pup’s eyes were straight out of Disney
I tried not to put out my hand
Before I knew what had hit me,
The bartender had my ass banned 

[Chorus]
The pup gold velvet but moreso
I knew he’d do great on the gram
The vest on his cute little torso
Has put my drunk butt on the lam

I tried to appeal to old Joe there
He said, kid, it’s you I must blame
The service dog vest was no snare, my friend,
And now you must drink somewhere lame

Like Public, with prices like kobe 
Or Harry’s whose drinks kick your ass
Away from my Vagabond doagy
Whose harness I’ll hate til I pass

[Chorus]
The pup gold velvet but moreso
I knew he’d do great on the gram
The vest on his cute little torso
If only I’d given a damn

Service Dog Vest

Welcome back to Ornate Radio, where we think outside of the box, but alongside the turtle.

JADE // DJ RENEGADE ANGEL

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