Scowling faces on the rooftops
I count thirty, maybe forty
The Orphans
The other crews don't love 'em
But still, there's plenty of 'em
We can take these wimps
Maybe, but it's still a long way home
You lead
We'll follow
Let me do the talking, be easy
And here comes the leader
Looks greasy
What is this, a late-night cosmetology class?
You must be lost
Can I see your hall pass? Haha!
Someone show these ladies where they have gone wrong
You dare to cross our lawn?
With your colors on?
Get gone!
Easy, easy, we are only passing through
On our way downtown
From that meeting in the Boogie Down
We've got no beef with you
What meeting?
Forget it
It was nothing
What meeting?
It was chaos
A waste of time
I'm sensing a little condescension
Do you think we're not big time?
Two, three, four!
Orphans rise (orphans rise)
We got a rep as heavy as the whole West Side (the whole West Side)
That's right
We woulda been invited to the conclave, guys
We lost our invitation
Yeah, they write about our rumbles in the New York Post (the New York Post)
But someday, the New York Times
Heavy, heavy!
We would not wanna beef with you
Heavy is right
We were just so lost and lonely
What do you suggest we do?
Well, as long as you come in peace
We do
I can vouch for your safe release
Thank you
We extend our protection to those we know
Let's go
Wait! In Orphan Town (in Orphan Town)
We're known for our compassion when the chips are down (the chips are down)
Oh! And also known for bashin' in our deadly foes (we also f*ck s**t up sometimes)
Yeah! If anybody asks that's how our story goes (our story goes)
We're compassionate bros
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, bcack!
Mercy!
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, bcack!
Quit playin' Mercy!
Who is that?
I dunno, but get ready
Get ready
Get ready
Chickens!
What a coop full of chickens
Oh, you talk the talk
Witcha hand on your b'calk!
But you if you let them walk through your turf
Like you're nothing but dirt you are
Chickens!
You ain't Orphans, you're bitches
They bat their eyelashes
And you turn a mess
Damn, you're brain damaged
These damsels are not in distress
Hey, I like your vest
You wanna gimme one?
What?
Did I fuckin' stutter you can get another one why don't you gimme one?
Help us get through and I'll see what I can do
Bitch, I don't want a new one, no I want the vest off of you
No chance
Mercy
You really gonna let 'em walk around all through your little territory?
Mercy
What do you think they're gonna laugh about when they get back and tell the story?
Mercy, I'm losing my cool
Pssh, you ain't never once been cool
Leave her alone
You don't even know me
Take off your colors
It's just our mark, man
Gimme that vest
It doesn't mean we're at war
Or we gotta rain down on you
From the rooftops!
Fuck you
We're walking home
Orphans! Round up!
Right through these wack fucks
Thank you
I'm sayin'
Let's go!
Warriors
We're gonna rain on you tonight
Ajax, you still got that bottle of gin?
Yes ma'am
Cochise, gimme your lighter
Ha! Light 'em up
Now all we need's a piece of fabric
Here!
Let's make their world a little brighter
Orphans rise (orphans rise)
We're here in greater numbers with a big surprise (a big surprise)
Girls! You made us get our weapons now you see what you get (you see what you get!)
You see what you get (you see what you get)
You see what you get when you mess with the glorious
Orphans, guys (Orphans rise)
Oh shit, they got a Molotov
Run!
Ahh!
