The Flair Factor™️

1. "IS RAISING ANOTHER MAN'S KIDS DETRIMENTAL TO YOUR MENTAL HEALTH???"

2. "ATTENTION WHORES"

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SPEAKER_04 0:00

Ain't nobody rockin' like this. What what?

SPEAKER_09 0:04

Nobody. The DJ with the power.

SPEAKER_04 0:08

DJ Daryl Flair. DJ Darryl Flair. New card tell music. Nigga. Special light ball and special light dick.

SPEAKER_07 0:17

Special light girls outside. God damn it, freak. Same nigga said they love me when the backstab me. Think bitch, yeah, fuck on the craft medic. I'm a beast, I'm a dog, yeah, I'm athletic. PSC still the game, check the mathematics. Put myself in the game, all poppin'. All these cards a nigga got, I got options. Hall mom was at the top, I ain't stopping. Any nigga look bull, what's the problem? Bitch, yeah, we gonna get it rappin'. I'ma dog, I'm a nigga, who we like this. Who ain't even like that, you need to stop it. I pull a nigga cord and make him lause. Fuck a nigga bitch to be toxic. I ain't tryna make shit for the profit. I ain't even gon' speak no comic. Bitch trip me down with some comet. I'ma give a right back, bro. Oh, so a bitch card of a lion. I don't even know where to keep on trying. Keep playing, niggas don't keep on dying. Start games, little bitch, start flying. With a mouse my young nigga slider. Big buddy chuck a nigga like a tiger. What the fuck, nigga said, stop hiding. You ain't never had no money, stop lying. You a bitch and you know stop crying. I ain't never gon' lose, stop trying. Bitch, stop lying. I ain't never gon' lose, stop trying. I'ma beast over the dog, I'ma liar. I run a nigga over like a tiger. Two bitches on my dick, that's side. Two pills, one cup, got him dikin. Throw a bag on the cap yell like that. I'ma beat that bitch like dice. Bitches do it like nice. Oh, I feel like Gucci, bitch, I might am I rolling over pill, bitch. I might be. Better do the right thing, like Spike Lee. Don't try to check me, check your ID. I already like the bitch, no I keep. I was stepping in the streets before 19. Man, all these niggas broke, bitch, not me. Man, all these niggas blow ho, not me. I'ma boss, I'ma low, get a white key. I for the baby bitch, nigga, try me. Switch legs get paid in the IE. Then see that's a gang, hope we poppin'. Which car go driver got options? Better think about that twice, it's your nigga. We'll pull up on the nigga, get the cockin'. We'll pull up on a nigga, get the rap it. The most nigga put the fingers, better stop it. I for me streets little nigga always moppin'. Call me batman, all the niggas drop it. Mix the light with the dirt, I'ma fool with it. And if you wanna switch up, I'm cool with it. I ain't worried about no nigga, got the tool with it. I feel bad for anybody, try to fool with me. Fuck any bitch, cause I'm poppin'. And if you really want to smoke, we can lock it. Bitch corn, go driver got options. Give a fuck how you feel, that's your problem. I'ma beast, I'm a dog, I'ma lion. I run a nigga over like a tight. Two bitches on my dick, that's sighting. Two pills, one cup, got them dike. Throw a bag under cap, yeah, like that. I'ma beat that pussy like Tyson.

SPEAKER_03 3:07

Ladies and gentlemen, hood rats and pimps, you are now tuned to the most controversial radio show on earth, The Flair Factor. And I'm your host with the most, the Cadillac driving, Cartier wearing. Don't get mad if your main bitch staring, son of a gun with the high caliber, and I got all the hoes dreamin' about frolicking in my semen. Now, before I start this show, the thoughts expression of it is not those of second circle media. It is not those of the artists, it is not those of the sponsors. You want to do business, hit the jack. 614-639-4414. Let's pop the clutch. The legendary comedian T.K. Kirkland had an interesting opinion about men that take care of other men's children. Check this shit out.

SPEAKER_00 3:45

You're raising a child that doesn't belong to you. That's wrong. Okay, well, nobody's saying that it's done. And thank God we do have men who do that, but psychologically it's detrimental to your health.

SPEAKER_03 3:57

So basically, T.K. Kirkland thinks that it's psychologically detrimental to a man's health to take care of someone else's children. So as a listener, do you agree or disagree? A lot of times the kids don't respect you as a father in their relationship because they have a father. Even if the father is deleted from the scene, deleted out of the equation, sometimes a woman that has dated different men, the kids have someone that they look to as a father. Psychologically, you might feel insecure about going into a relationship with a woman that has kids with someone else. It also depends on the age of the children. Sometimes it's a conflict of interest in the household. I know men that have been with women and had to break up because they wanted to move out of town, and the father felt like, no, that's not a good idea. How much respect do you have for a man that you're not with anymore? Women will put a man's title on a pedestal. You can say, how many baby dads you got, and they'll be saying, they'll and this is what they'll say. And it's not a knock on women. Y'all all say this. Y'all say, the father of my children, he stays in South Carolina. The father of my children stays seven streets up. Like, y'all put them on a pedestal. So just imagine, as a man, he's sitting there and he hears how you talk to him with respect. You talk to him, you talk to him in a submissive nature. You talk to him with mutual respect. You're cordial. Y'all talk like y'all co-parent. This is all men want in a relationship that we don't get. Y'all talk to the man that y'all quote unquote say is the father of y'all children, unquote, with a proper respect that is demanded by the boyfriend in order to move forward in the relationship. And y'all never realize it. This is the first form of gaslighting from women in a relationship. Now, if you don't want to be putting that predicament, then don't date a woman with kids. I don't want to hear y'all arguing on the phone. I don't want to hear y'all arguing when he picked the kids up or drop them off. And a lot of times you can talk to a woman and let her know how you feel, and it comes across that you're insecure. And they think because they speak with conviction, it should be okay because they have a cordial relationship. I've also dated women that felt like we together, the kids gotta listen to me. As soon as we having a spat, as soon as we have an argument, the kids, uh, they ain't gotta listen to you, they ain't yours. Or don't worry about my kids because they gonna be good. Bitch, you didn't say that when I had to pay $1,200 on this motherfucking mortgage. Bitch, you ain't say that when your fucking three, five, seventeen kids ran up the fucking electric bill, you weren't saying that. And I'm not gonna put myself in that predicament to answer it from my personal standpoint because how I feel about my situation is gonna be different than yours. What I go through as a man is gonna be different from another man. But if TK Kirkland feels like it's psychologically detrimental to a man's health that he dates a woman that has baggage, a woman that has a lot of kids or a lot of baby daddies or fathers of children that he has to take care of, that's him. If you see that your man is insecure about the whole relationship, then figure out what's wrong, why it's wrong, and how can we fix it together. It's the flair factor. We'll be right back.

SPEAKER_01 7:17

Brand new, brand new.

SPEAKER_02 7:25

You, you, you got perfect time. I'm in my feelings because you feel right. There ain't nothing to talk about. Don't stop touching on me, you need to wait, oh wait, I got the way right, oh I don't mean crazy. Come on, make my day, we got things like my fire. The temperatures are right. But I'm worried about the boss to light. There ain't nothing to talk about. Don't worry, wait, don't you worry about Don't stop touching on me, you need to wait for white to speak. Wait a minute, don't stop touching on me, you need to wait for white, I got the way to hide on me, don't crazy, it's amazing, come on, make my day, we are thinking this time white, we come on, like my fire, we have this time for day, we play, come on, make my day, we have this time for play, we come on like my fire, we have this time for the day, you play, you play, whatever.

SPEAKER_09 10:08

You're listening to the King of the Mountains, Diddy Daryl Flair, Daryl Flair in the mix on Southern Motion Radio, Z one oh nine.

SPEAKER_06 10:22

Uh uh uh uh uh real I say nigga, I'm from the dirty south, but close mouth, don't get fit. The wishin' nigga who would stay with money on your head. Hey, got his arm out, he show my money spread. I work for every damn dollar abbreviation going fit. My mama went to party 88, she won't be rock sins. When homestead with top team, my daddy had the clip club, playin' bones every night. My break in the hotel he made him house hit chilly. Hand a paint chatter with peanut butter inside. My granddad had the sick and swip. I'm talking, lose your appetite. Hollin here together, bro, all down bill. My sister got me lift. Don't they sweatin' like a little homeless from the dirty south? With closed mouth, don't get fit. Yo wishin' nigga who would stay for money on your head. Ayy got his arm, uh he showin' money spread. I wait for every damn dollar abbreviation, goin' fit from the dirty south. With closed mouth, don't get fit. Yo wishin' nigga who would stay for money on your head. Ayy, Unk got his arm, uh he showin' money spread. I wait for every damn dollar abbreviation. Goin' fit, hey, do it how they do it. But just watch my shoes, ayy. Big T Belar Always had the latest woots. Hey, oh four, we grew up jamming napping roots. Ayy, my mama had been ahead, they call it swoop. Shoot us a bit, bottles, watch it calls for a fresh face. Sunday we hit Williams just to eat a sock, jammy, cake, jamming mad, bed, back with mama slow that med. Hey, my uncle go on with them green on section. From the dirty south, with closed mouth, don't get fed. The wishin' nigga would stay for money on your head. Ayy, Unc got his arm, man. He's showing money spread. I work for every damn dollar abbreviation. Goin' fit from the dirty south. With closed mouth, don't get fed. The wishin' nigga woods, they put money on your head. Ayy, Unk got his arm, man. He's showing money spread. I work for every damn dollar abbreviation. Goin' feed.

SPEAKER_03 12:37

We're back live on Southern Motion Z109. Remember to check out the third installment of Tropical Heat Radio, hosted by yours truly on the one and twos. I was going in on my mix too. I know y'all love it. And if you didn't listen to it, you missing out. Go check it out on Southern Motion Z109 after this show. Black people, I need to get y'all to move. I want all I want all the black people to move to the front of the line. Come on. Yup, you, yup, you, you too. Turn your radio up. You turn your radio up. You turn your phone up. Yeah. Tell the person that's listening to move closer. Move your seat in. Watch out so they can move their seat in. I want everybody to gather around. Black people. Stop recording funerals of other people's family members. Stop taking pictures of dead corpse of other people's family members. You do not own the right to record some dead person on your phone. You do not own the right to record someone's loved ones at a funeral. Where the fuck do y'all get off recording someone else's dead deceased mother? Dead deceased cousin. I don't give a fuck if it's your best friend. I don't give a fuck if y'all grew up together. I don't give a fuck if y'all used the fuck. Quit recording dead corpse. Quit sharing dead people's bodies on social media. You have no right to do that. I don't give a fuck if you got permission to do it. Stop doing it. That shit is almost sacrilegious to do some dumb shit like that. It's like you instantly go to hell for doing some dumb shit like that. How much attention do you want as a person? Fuck a black person, fuck a white person, fuck a minority. How much do you want as a human being that you feel like you need that much gratification or validation to record that a funeral was lit? That your homeboys came out, that they show love. That they was lit for a motherfucker that's no longer here. Y'all really beg for the attention of motherfuckers that don't like you on social media, that barely supports your business, but you want to take pictures for attention? Stop doing that stupid shit. Y'all don't need to post and do and show everybody what y'all going through emotionally. I don't give a fuck what it is. I don't give a fuck how you handle death. If it's not your family member, stop doing it. If a family member of the deceased wanna take a picture or video for their personal archives, for their personal record, that's different. I'm not saying that they're not allowed to do that. That's their phone, that's their life, that's their child, that's their family member. But you, on the other hand, have no right to be recording or taking pictures at a funeral. Sign a motherfucking book, go up there and see the body, and sit your black ass down somewhere. Y'all do not need to always record on your stupid ass iPhone 17, 20, 30, 23. I don't give a fuck what you got. Quit recording people. Quit recording these motherfuckers dead in a coffin. And then y'all say some stupid shit like, watch over us, bro. Watching over your dumb ass. Why would he watch over a friend when he got kids that's on down here on earth? When he got a mother that's still here on earth. Ain't nobody watching over your stupid ass. Y'all are the most soulless, attention-seeking whores that I've ever met in any period of my life is now. Like, why the fuck would you take a picture of a soulless body? Why would you take a picture of a deceased person that's not your family member? Y'all don't take in consideration nobody else's feelings but your own because y'all want attention, because y'all require validation. I'm getting tired of black people that do stupid shit with cell phones. And it's up to the family members that y'all gotta start smacking the shit out of people that do this dumb shit. Stop letting people record the lifeless carcass of your family members in a coffin. How is that okay on your part as the person that's still alive, that's still the overseer of what's going on at this funeral? Y'all let them people go up there and take pictures, snapping shots. Uh, I don't like this one, I'm gonna take another one. Then they zap off or flash off three more because they're trying to get the perfect angle for fucking Facebook. You mean to tell me you took seven different angles of a dead person because you wanted to post it on Facebook to get likes, but sometimes the egg has to be cracked to show who the chickens really are. I don't give a fuck who get mad about what I have to say about it. If that's not your motherfucking family member that you're recording, put your motherfucking phones up. Show some goddamn respect in the house of the Lord. You don't need to take no motherfucking flash shot of a fucking dead person in a fucking coffin. I don't give a fuck if he sh got shot. I don't give a fuck if he died from natural causes. I don't give a fuck how he died. If it ain't your motherfucking family member, why the fuck is you recording it? Why the fuck is you taking pictures? Why the fuck do I gotta see a picture of somebody else's family member going down your timeline as a memory because you wanted to snap shots for attention? Because you wanted to snap shots for likes. It's the flare factor. We'll be right back, stupid ass bitches.

SPEAKER_08 18:22

Like an early morning fall. Mama's in the slaughterhouse with a hatchet when daddy chopped early morning haul. I'm catching these like an early morning soul. When I woke up to the racket, yelling pause. What the fuck, man? I can never get sleep, man. Peeped out the window, what's wrong with y'all? Stood up in my cups and died. I love Emma sweatpants and to my pillow. Looks like daddy got the motherfucker to try to sneak in and steal his elbows. They don't know that old man, don't hold hands, I throw hands. Nah, he's rough like a brillow. Went to the Chevy and pulled out a machete and the gun is heavy and tall as a digit Wheelow. Thank he's playing. You better listen what he's saying, pump. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you He got an old My Spurge and the muscle yoke, Double bag layin' in the back of the dunk, boy. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you Thank he's playing. You better listen what he's saying, pump. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you He got an old My Spurge in the muscle yoke, duffel bag layin' in the back of the dump boy. Don't make me go pop the drunk. Oh you I'm living 30 and I'm pulling up dirty, smoking babbage out the back of my butt, it's Monty Carlo. Spittin' the whistle, super high beats with a super high freak. We call the parking lot ho. You know we sippin' on that old brown bottle. Base in the trunk, make the whole town wobble. So when we ride around, bitches followin'. Tonight one of the bitches is keeping us problem. But one of them bitches, been fucking one of my homeboys favorite bitches. And he's been on his heat list for a minute. And I think he's ready to handle his business. He told me the other wolf get this. Then he handed me the cartier. Watched it, was on his wrist. You said watch this shit. And he jumped to the trunk and grabbed his biscuit. Biscuit, think he's playing. You better listen what he's saying, punk. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you He got an old mask burg in the massy yoke, double bag layin' in the back of the dump boy. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you think he's playing. You better listen what he's saying, punk. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you He got an old My Spurge in the Master Yoke Double bag layin' in the back of the dump boy. Don't make me go pop the drunk. Oh you two men stand, one's gotta go. One falls down to the ground, one walks down to the road. Mama better call the police. Now he's screaming no. Took a bookshot to the chest where the rocks all shell in his movies show. All this blood is spilled. Enough to give a penguin chills. Hot enough to make the potato smoke at the tip of the hollow steel. In the valley of the hollow field, in the valley of the hollow teal. This ain't a figment of my imagination, buddy. This is where I live. Bam, think he's plain. You better listen what he's saying, pump. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you got an old moss perg in the muscle yoke, double bag layin' in the back of the dunk, boy. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you think he's playing. You better listen what he's saying, pump. Don't make me go pop the trunk. Oh you He got an old moss burg in the muscle yoke, double bag laying in the back of the dunk boy. Don't make me go pop the trunk.

SPEAKER_03 21:30

Oh you We're back live at the most controversial radio show, The Flair Factor. And before we move on, I wanna get some things off my chest. Artists, entertainers, RB singers. From now on, I am not giving y'all information after this because y'all can't be that damn dumb to pigeonhole your career. With that being said, I'm gonna let you know a few things before I move on in my career and move on from helping you out and give you a 101. First of all, I'm getting tired of y'all acting like y'all signing deals with these fake ass labels. If these labels ain't got money to give you upfront as a loan, because that's all it is. It's like you're getting a loan, you pay it back. If you do, sign with a label, which I don't recommend because you can stay as an independent because of the technology that's out now. You don't need to sign with nobody. Most of these labels only sign the competition. That's when I know y'all be lying about signing deals and you did this and you about to sign with Virgin and you about to sign with Columbia and Universal. And y'all be lying. They only sign competition. You're not the competition of nobody in Texas. You're not the competition of nobody in New Jersey. You're not the competition of nobody in South Carolina. Why the fuck would they sign you? Why would they sign you and you don't have the resources to become competition to them? Y'all pigeonhole y'all careers on your own. I hate when y'all go down to Atlanta and act like that was a stepping stone in your career because you're intrigued. You're in love with the aura of ATL. You doing a song with somebody in Atlanta does not make you platinum. It does not increase your market value. You increase your market value by becoming a demand. Most of y'all do showcases. And I'm getting tired of y'all doing showcases because y'all think because y'all did it in Atlanta that you're on the next level of entertainment. You're still entry level. And stop doing showcases. If these people can't pay you to do a show, then don't do it. You need to be moving as an entertainer. Quit moving as a showcase. Quit moving as a next up-and-coming talent. Move as an entertainer. Get you a management company. Let them talk to your management. Get you marketing and promotion. Quit signing up paying 150 75 to perform for 20 people. And then they bring out fake ass ARs. We got an AR from Epic. You don't believe anything and a motherfucker dangle in front of y'all. Quit letting people put sugar on shit and call it putty in your motherfucking face. ARs in this industry are hoes. They get passed along and they think because they put on their resume, I work for Epic. I work for Rot Nation. I work for this person. I work for that person. They're hoes. They're first to go. That's why so many companies on their resume. It's not because he was so good and he elevated his career. He got in a door and got fired. I'm not saying they don't know not only I'm not saying they had knowledge, but they don't be breaking records. Why would they be breaking big artists and then come judge a talent show? Make that make sense. It's like having a baby with an ugly woman, but use a condom on a bad bitch. These fake ass niggas put on a moistenite chain, have some fake ass badges around their neck, and y'all believe them. And another thing, if you're gonna do showcases, if you feel like you have a buzz in your city, you're supposed to be getting paid to perform. Stop paying to perform. And even if they charge, what you do as a businessman, as a businesswoman, as an executive, invest in the event. Why would you pay $150 to perform when you can invest $200? You can invest $150 into the event. They trained y'all to think like guppies. They trained y'all to think like tilapia. If you a big fish, why the fuck is you running around acting like tuna for $150 a night? I seen a Jewish person say black people be too busy buying new Jordans when the Jews are investing in Jordan stock. And it's true. That's what y'all do. Y'all always feel like y'all gotta pay to play. It ain't what you know, it ain't who you know, it's who knows you. It's the flair factor. We'll be right back.

SPEAKER_05 25:56

Out of this one, Carlin with another course. Listen, hit name put the bye bye bye bye bye bye, but the bye bye bye bye. What about by the bad bye bye put it by the bad bye bye? It's on one day, you're the channel. It's some one up on the channel. Come on, I dance on your chunk, no you'll get it. Shop your chuck and give us a big book. We're not each and one test. So why? Let's have a line. Why you don't chuck and get one suffer? Come in, so bad on the send your phone up again. I'm bringing your kick and then public that they're public. So what? What a buy bye bye, put a bye bye bye, put a bye-bye bye. Put the bye bye bye, put a bye bye bye, put a bye-bye by the bye bye bye, put the bye-bye by the bye-bye by dance and when I keep my jump, no you get. With our dancer, I'm dancing. No DG can come from the context. Yes, don't give us some one the best. What the bye bye bye, put a bye bye-bye, put a bye bye-bye. Someone bitch and all the chapters get it.

unknown 28:17

Don't run the bum, miss it, they jump in bed.

SPEAKER_05 28:21

And I'm on the way, I buy it. And then we're in dummy bombers and we're ready in the road. The super don't just win delicious and the white dose.

SPEAKER_09 28:50

It's a party, it's a party. DJ Daryl Flynn.

SPEAKER_10 28:59

It's a bad bitch party. You cannot get in. I can take your man, pass them to my friends. I can shake your hand. No, I'm not your friend. I don't fuck with bitches. I just want some bands. Bitch. The bitches only turn up with their friends. I can't make this shit up. I cannot pretend. Bitch. And I heard you flexin' with his bands. I know they not yours, so don't be acting like they is. So if you got them racked, pussy, nigga, give me half there. Let me see the fucking pals, you bring it in. Every time you come around, you yell at gas here. But you ain't really gettin' money or grams, go pretend. You don't wanna hear that bang, bang, bang, bitch. For I sneak up on you with that. Rhyme with two bitches smoking dote. Yep, but pussy bitch on the beach, talk to goatie. Big bitch. Niggas really broke, all that little shit for so. You say you plugged him with the pants. I know you lie. Ain't put no money in my hand, don't waste my time. You can't distract me, little bitch. I'm on my grind. We don't need no broke niggas. Yeah, bitch, we fool. Bitch, that bitch party. You can I get in. Take your man, pass them to my friends. I can shake your hand. No, I'm not your friend. I don't fuck with bitches. I just want some best. Bitch. Bitches only turn up with their friends. I can't make this shit up. I cannot pretend. Bitch. And I heard you fixin' with his best. I know they not yours, so don't be acting like they is. So if you got some rap pussy, nigga, give me half it. Let me see them fucking pounds you bringin' in. Every time you come around, you yell at gassing. But you ain't really gettin' money or grams, go for ten. Baby H3 like BHE only feature. They also clear eaters. Dissiness for clout. Call that bitch feeder. All you have to do is ask for a fucking feature. Big ass bitches not allowed in the cool. Hell no. What's wrong with you? Get that cash or get the boot. I beat that back. When them bands up, that's what a boss bitch do. Bitch. Bitches really lame. Next time you bitch, the bitch, you better say your name. Everything gets signed, got no way. Bitches copy everything I got to my name. If you bad bitch, party you cannot get in. I can take your man, pass him to my friends. I can shake your hand. No, I'm not your friend. I don't fuck with bitches. I just want some bands, bitch. I want some bitches. Only turn up with their friends. I can't make this shit up. I cannot pretend, bitch. And I heard you flexin' with his band. I know they not yours, so don't be acting like they is. So if you got the rack pussy, nigga, give me half this. Broke his flood. Let me see them fucking poor bring it.