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Orange Is the New Black and Blue

Let’s run it
Like train

Choo-choo, n***a

What’s it take to look good for a date?
A little tune-up ‘n a fresh coat of paint?
Rev up your engine and don’t be late
Fashionability just ain’t innate

Some’ll choose red, some’ll choose white
First impression’s gotta be tight
Don’t look the part then they gonna take flight
Blow ya cover, get ready to fight

That suit that you wear
Is the brunt that you bare
When ya step to the bottom the muffuggin’ stairs
Buck up if you dare
‘N you better prepare
To slay the dragon when you enter his lair

Cuz if you ain’t their kind
Don’t shit chya behind
When ya sniffed out, chewed up, and spit out like a rind

When ya end up on Death Row
For shit that chyou do
Where you find out that orange
Is the new black and blue

This dude be crossdressin’
And he never addressin’
Why he stand in the corner while we all be undressin’

He say he like me
He wear orange, you see?
He one of the boys behind bars with no key

He wanna be.
He gotta be.
Don’t want us to know he a N-A-R-C

He wine us and dine us
Likes cookin’ us steak
His meat be well done
And he hopin’ we take

Just a bite. Just taste.
Suddenly you shit-faced
You black out ‘n wake up
Lyin’ next to his face

Now his meat raw
Can’t move your jaw
Make you regret ever breakin’ the law

Cuz he undercover
Ya date was a blunder
Doin’ hard time ‘n ya only can wonder

How ya end up on Death Row
For shit that chyou do
Where you find out that orange
Is the new black and blue

Max fuckin’ Meadows, we all know your name
Controllin’ from inside, we now know your game
Had us all thinkin’ we one and the same
Convict in appearance; warden you became

Walkin’ round here like you own the whole place
Pep in ya step ‘n a grin on ya face
Trade in ya orange for a new shade of blue
But Prophet thinks you need a much darker hue

Imma steal yo job, the whole reason you be
At Levelmania I’ll set us all free
Cuz now it’s yo turn to be wined and dined
Fulfilling’ ya dreams, takin’ me from behind

Cuz I’m black— ‘n I’m big
‘N I heard that chya dig
Gettin’ stuffed, make you squeal like a muffuggin’ pig

That you are, that you be
‘N then you will see
That nobody be runnin’ Death Row except me

‘N you’ll end up on Death Row
For shit that chyou do
Where you find out that orange
Is the new black and blue

I’ll control you from inside
Run wild on you
Orange you happy
You’re all black and blue

The truth is that orange
Is the new black and blue

‘N that ain’t pillow talk, Maxie
Best stuff them pads in ya panties

Boutta slay that man in the box

The truth’s about to set cha free, Supermax.

Prophet