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Ornge Video (MV)




Performed By: Erinem
Language: English
Length: 3:54
Written by: Erin Wheeler




Erinem - Ornge Lyrics




Everyday don't know should I delay
Or should I hurry more
This worrier is about to
Turn into warrior find a way
Get to the ground floor and
Round a corner
Go down a corridor
There's a door and
The orange door hangs
On an orange door hinge
The floor bends beneath me
But I'm already in
You say you only know how to win
But I'm here to play
And, you can't beat me
Bitch Im the games Bobby Flay
Doesn't matter how early
You start the day
To beat me to this morning you had to start yesterday
I'm climbing Everest with a beverage
I'm doing better than ever it's like
I never gotta ask for more leverage
So you can grab this package
Call it severance
Feel like I'm covered in evidence
Blood on my hands I don't ever-rinse
And without hesitance
Lines that represent
A drop in the bucket suck it
Rhymes I write for the f*ck of it
You're chasing the buck
I wish you good luck with it
You took your shit and cut it
Run the lines the rails cuz
I regale this tail like I'm
Cutting fish scale
Bitch a line is what I'm scoring
You stay basic boring
You need LASIK to see you're corny
I'm the don
I come along with the morning
This shit comes along with a warning
If red means you're dead
Consider this has been a code orange

Drop off a line like a shortage of cordage
Nobody can rhyme orange
Nobody can rhyme orange
This just penned like a fork in your din
A rhymer's revenge
Saying who can rhyme orange

To out do me you better be
Getting up pretty early
In the mornings
More rage on the page
Than if I was dealing with
Agent orange
It's morning so eat your porridge
Pour the juice
How about some orange
Come with me as we
Go back to raps origins
Like the Wu poor the Tang
Get that orange in too
OJ for me OJ for you
All In all
Orange y'all glad I didn't say Orenthal
I'm lookin through a poor lens
It's not important what I did
With your girl
Bitch quit asking
I said I'll break your head
Like me and your bitch broke your bed
This shit is no joke
The game without me
Would be like a pencil
With the tip broke
Pointless Oh
And I got an alter
If you want to anoint this
Two sides to me like a coin flip
Everybody trying
To say they coined this
But I'm the emergent new version
Annoyed just eating detergent
The scourging insurgent on the scene
They said I coulda been
Signed to Virgin if I would sing
I'm emerging like the burgeon
Of no you cannot get a word in

Forage your fridge
On a four AM binge
Nobody can rhyme orange
Nobody can rhyme orange
This just penned like a fork in your din
A rhymer's revenge
Saying who can rhyme orange

We're just not comparable
That shit's hysterical
You're a veritable
Mess
I wouldn't stand up for you
At a Varidesk
First you curse me
But you ho's just so thirsty
And this shit is just good lookin out
Yo I must be lookin like a
Water spout in a drought
Not about the clout
And when I'm making a statement
I leave the comma out
Yeah Bitch let's get it done
I been putting the foo in kung
I'm putting the gun in gung
Ho you know
Your bell is gonna get rung
Oh like laying a verse is the worse
Thing i can do with my tongue
You know you put the dumb
In dumb bell dumb ball
Gum ball and I'm all
Heart stopper to your hob knobber
You're a gum ball to my gob stopper
Everlasting never asking
For a spot on a playlist
But go on and play this
Sing along you can say this with me
Continue playing start contemplating
Some sick shit like what
Alan Thick did
He got wit his-bitch
Going to town
With his throbbing dick
While listening to his kid Robin Thick's
Greatest hits list
Yo f*ck your song
Like Robin Thick said to his mom
Bitch you bore me
This is my glory
Get to basking
Before you get to asking
It is a problem
When I rhyme so long
I get right back to Robin
One verse two Robins what's worse
This shit reads like a word search

Im under your skin in a four inch syringe
Nobody can rhyme orange
Nobody can rhyme orange
This just penned like a fork in your din
A rhymer's revenge
Tell me who can rhyme orange
Orange
Orange
Orange
Orange
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Everyday don't know should I delay
Or should I hurry more
This worrier is about to
Turn into warrior find a way
Get to the ground floor and
Round a corner
Go down a corridor
There's a door and
The orange door hangs
On an orange door hinge
The floor bends beneath me
But I'm already in
You say you only know how to win
But I'm here to play
And, you can't beat me
Bitch Im the games Bobby Flay
Doesn't matter how early
You start the day
To beat me to this morning you had to start yesterday
I'm climbing Everest with a beverage
I'm doing better than ever it's like
I never gotta ask for more leverage
So you can grab this package
Call it severance
Feel like I'm covered in evidence
Blood on my hands I don't ever-rinse
And without hesitance
Lines that represent
A drop in the bucket suck it
Rhymes I write for the f*ck of it
You're chasing the buck
I wish you good luck with it
You took your shit and cut it
Run the lines the rails cuz
I regale this tail like I'm
Cutting fish scale
Bitch a line is what I'm scoring
You stay basic boring
You need LASIK to see you're corny
I'm the don
I come along with the morning
This shit comes along with a warning
If red means you're dead
Consider this has been a code orange

Drop off a line like a shortage of cordage
Nobody can rhyme orange
Nobody can rhyme orange
This just penned like a fork in your din
A rhymer's revenge
Saying who can rhyme orange

To out do me you better be
Getting up pretty early
In the mornings
More rage on the page
Than if I was dealing with
Agent orange
It's morning so eat your porridge
Pour the juice
How about some orange
Come with me as we
Go back to raps origins
Like the Wu poor the Tang
Get that orange in too
OJ for me OJ for you
All In all
Orange y'all glad I didn't say Orenthal
I'm lookin through a poor lens
It's not important what I did
With your girl
Bitch quit asking
I said I'll break your head
Like me and your bitch broke your bed
This shit is no joke
The game without me
Would be like a pencil
With the tip broke
Pointless Oh
And I got an alter
If you want to anoint this
Two sides to me like a coin flip
Everybody trying
To say they coined this
But I'm the emergent new version
Annoyed just eating detergent
The scourging insurgent on the scene
They said I coulda been
Signed to Virgin if I would sing
I'm emerging like the burgeon
Of no you cannot get a word in

Forage your fridge
On a four AM binge
Nobody can rhyme orange
Nobody can rhyme orange
This just penned like a fork in your din
A rhymer's revenge
Saying who can rhyme orange

We're just not comparable
That shit's hysterical
You're a veritable
Mess
I wouldn't stand up for you
At a Varidesk
First you curse me
But you ho's just so thirsty
And this shit is just good lookin out
Yo I must be lookin like a
Water spout in a drought
Not about the clout
And when I'm making a statement
I leave the comma out
Yeah Bitch let's get it done
I been putting the foo in kung
I'm putting the gun in gung
Ho you know
Your bell is gonna get rung
Oh like laying a verse is the worse
Thing i can do with my tongue
You know you put the dumb
In dumb bell dumb ball
Gum ball and I'm all
Heart stopper to your hob knobber
You're a gum ball to my gob stopper
Everlasting never asking
For a spot on a playlist
But go on and play this
Sing along you can say this with me
Continue playing start contemplating
Some sick shit like what
Alan Thick did
He got wit his-bitch
Going to town
With his throbbing dick
While listening to his kid Robin Thick's
Greatest hits list
Yo f*ck your song
Like Robin Thick said to his mom
Bitch you bore me
This is my glory
Get to basking
Before you get to asking
It is a problem
When I rhyme so long
I get right back to Robin
One verse two Robins what's worse
This shit reads like a word search

Im under your skin in a four inch syringe
Nobody can rhyme orange
Nobody can rhyme orange
This just penned like a fork in your din
A rhymer's revenge
Tell me who can rhyme orange
Orange
Orange
Orange
Orange
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Writer: Erin Wheeler
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