[Verse 1: The Middle Class Vandal]
The Middle Class is in session, I'm teachin' lessons with an SMG
I'm a student but I'm through with these people testin' me
Enough with petty shit, I'm making DEFCON threats
I ain't afraid to say the truth, I got a Teflon vest
And I'm ready to attack in black timberland boots
I'm not afraid to put the Mac to your temple and shoot
So if you try to play me like a fool? Mother fuck the BS
I got a 32 round clip to buck the Diez
So if someone try to jack me in the street
While I'm packin' heat?
They'll have more problems than getting attacked or beat
It's time to gеt ill for real
Put in my silver grill
They'rе my Killin' teeth
Cap a cigar in the guillotine
Smokin' a Cuban, got a link from the same place
You don't come close to me, you can't even gain pace
I cruise through the ghetto with a gun in my lap
So keep on runnin' your trap
And you'll get one in your cap
Using a Mossy or TEC, no doubt the load out from Columbine
I've caught more bodies than every cheerleader squad combined
Known for runnin' from cops and dodgin' a train
Cuz I'm a thug that'll get a slug lodged in your brain
When all that drug, guns and criminal shit kind of hits home
You can feel the Mac-11 get a mind of its own
It be controllin' my mind that's why I call her Christine
It got me robbin' mother fuckers at the age of sixteen
Cuz I got Ice in my veins, ayo I'm cold blooded
You should see the price of my chains to keep my gold flooded
Ayo I'm colder than frostbite
My songs never lost hype
I release more gas than diesel exhaust pipes
[Chorus]
The Vandal, too hot to handle
The Vandal, too hot to handle
The Vandal, too hot to handle
Dreamin' of the people I've dismantled
The Vandal, too hot to handle
The Vandal, too hot to handle
The Vandal guns bust in silence
My identity by itself causes violence
[Verse 2: The Middle Class Vandal]
Yo I'm a Bad Boy just like Biggie and Diddy
Yo, Let's get down to the nitty and gritty
Give me everything you got, there ain't no time for you to pick and choose
I treat it like boxin', stick and move, stick and move
Come up to me now, Think it's different than before?
I'm beginnin' to think that you don't listen anymore
Your life still couldn't be saved in a room full of medics
If you try to fuck with me? Then it's BOOM! Roll the credits
So don't fuck with me because I'm armed to the teeth
And if I'm rockin' a hoodie? I got them all underneath
And yo with black timberlands you couldn't walk a mile in
Because you know I've got a rep from from here to Staten Island
There's only one Vandal, who the hell else be?
I'm representin' much love for the LLC
Enough respect, I pack a Mac
You already know I'm quick to rack it back
Fuck a Pelle Pelle, only jacket on my back is flak
Blood on my timbs, ghetto version of Jon Pardi
All these wannabes got me spitting venom like Tom Hardy
Never bringin' nothing new to the table it's still the same old thang
You either claim to gang bang or that you slang cocaine
Scarface got you smugglin' cane?
I'mma stab you wanna be's through your jugular vein
The only time you're movin' snow it's off of somebody's side walk
Enough with all that "If my homie die, I'mma slide" talk
You ain't gang, nobody gang this is L-town
The only gang here will get you cuffed up and held down
Thompson not Compton bitch, you gotta bang with a crew
We're the only set you're thankful to view
It's LTD and Civil D
So Bow down, show us some chivalry
I represent them both so remember the Middle C
[Outro: The Middle Class Vandal]
Yeah and don't forget it, shout outs to the other people representin' in Loveland, Ghee, AR-15, Ca$per, shelxvesosa and of course my man DJ Vinny. Peace
