(Tyrow James)

Fuck you, do you understand?

When the shit hits the fan, are you gonna have a plan?

I feel like a scumbag dirty diseased

Gettin' choked by the cops till I can't even breathe

Thrown down hard till my face hit the tire

Heard they had a fit so I set a car on fire

Petty fuckin' vandals, lookin' for some mischief

Booting in a window, mackin' upon this bitch

Bad sitch, her soul snatched quick

Fed her veins the point, left her body dopesick

Twisted and pissed, I feel like some guppies

Circlin' the bowl with the infested yuppies

Fuck Olympic Village, I wanna rape and pillage

Crack a fuckin' 40 ounce, lack of liquor spillage

Vanarchy, it's not a phase or a craze

Black skies for days, set the city ablaze

(Vicious 5150)

Can you imagine when civilization disintegrates?

Everything is vaporized right in front of ya face!

Everything you ever loved and hated disappearin' in a flash

Fuck if you runnin' fast, up next it is your ass

All the accolades you ever struggled for be nothin'

This is beyond the beefin' that you thought before was somethin'

Beyond the warrin' countries and beyond the peace rallies

Beyond the pretty meadows and beyond the creepy alleys

Beyond December 21 in 2012, heaven and hell and mega quakes, to set the record straight

Cause it's about to be a waste of God's 6 days

That he made the planet in, destroyed upon the 7th day

Is how it's really goin' when I write this history

How are you figurin' that you are gonna be livin' through the tyranny?

The purest misery you ever knew in recent or your distant memory

Forever it be fuckin' Vanarchy!