[ Featuring Jasmine Cephas-Jones, Phillipa Soo, Julia Harriman, Sasha Hutchings, Amber Gray, Kenita Miller, Gizel Jimenez, Casey Likes ]
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? Ha ha ha!
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 are 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 shit 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 b-cack!
Mercy!
Buck buck buck buck buck buck b-cack!
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 f*ckin' stutter you can get another one why don't ya 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 offa 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
F*ck you
We're walking home
Orphans? Round up!
Right through these
Wack f*cks
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!
