[00:00.12] "Great stuff"
[00:01.65] "Yeah, this is-, this is good"
[00:03.70] "Great stuff"
[00:04.71] "Ahh, oh yeah"
[00:07.58] 
[00:16.21] Hold the cold one like he hold a old gun
[00:18.73] Like he hold the microphone and stole the show for fun
[00:21.53] Or a foe for ransom, flows is handsome
[00:24.29] O's in tandem, anthem, random tantrum
[00:26.98] Phantom of the Grand Ole Opry, ask the dumb hottie
[00:29.88] Masked, pump-shotty, somebody stop me
[00:32.26] Hardly come sloppy on a retarded hard copy
[00:34.81] After rockin' parties, he departed in a jalopy
[00:37.93] Watch the droptop papi
[00:39.95] Known as the grimy limey, slimy, try me blimey
[00:43.07] Simply smashing in a fashion that's timely
[00:45.40] Madvillain dashing in a beat-rhyme crime spree
[00:48.59] We rock the house like rock 'n' roll
[00:50.61] Got more soul than a sock with a hole
[00:53.59] Set the stage with a goal
[00:55.47] To have the game locked in a cage getting shocked with a pole
[00:58.84] Overthrow 'em like throwing Rover a biscuit
[01:01.19] A lot of bitches think he's overly chauvinistic
[01:04.49] Let go his dick if that's the case
[01:06.44] Rats, what a waste, there's more cats to chase-
[01:09.30] Dogs, he got it like new powers
[01:11.56] Woke up, wrote and spit the shit in a few hours
[01:14.69] Sheesh! Been unleashed since the glee club
[01:17.17] Had your fam saying, "Please make me a dub"
[01:20.10] Well, since you ask kindly
[01:22.24] Where he been behind the mask, who can't find me?
[01:25.01] You're blind, in the wine zone, leave your mind blown
[01:27.72] When he shine with the .9, he's a rhinestone...
[01:31.50] Cowboy
[01:33.62] 
[01:40.02] No, no, no, no enough
[01:42.42] Goony goo-goo, loony cuckoo
[01:44.10] Like Gary Gnu off New Zoo Revue, but who knew
[01:47.03] The mask had a loose screw? Hell, could hardly tell
[01:49.86] Had to tighten it up like the Drells and Archie Bell
[01:52.70] It speaks well of the hyper base
[01:54.72] Wasn't even tweaked and it leaked into cyberspace
[01:58.12] Couldn't wait for the snipes to place
[02:00.35] At least a tracklist in bold print typeface
[02:03.53] Stopped for a year
[02:05.36] Come back with thumbtacks, pop full of beer
[02:08.50] We're hip-hop sharecroppers
[02:10.70] Used to wear flip-flops, now rare gear coppers
[02:14.25] He's in it for the Quiché
[02:15.89] You might as well not ask him for no free shit, capiche?
[02:19.29] Oh, my aching hands
[02:21.35] From raking in grands and breaking in mic stands
[02:24.04] Villain, his smile stuns ya chick
[02:26.45] While he put himself in your shoes run ya kicks
[02:29.45] You heard it on the radio, tape it
[02:31.75] Play it in your stereo, your crew'll go apeshit
[02:34.69] Raw lyrics, he smells 'em like a hunch
[02:36.85] The same intuition that tells him "spike the punch"
[02:40.12] Curses, he's truly the worsest
[02:42.07] With enough rhymes to spread throughout the boundless universes
[02:45.63] Let the beat blast, she told him wear the mask
[02:48.42] He said you bet your sweet ass
[02:50.84] It's made of fine chrome alloy
[02:52.76] Find him on the grind, he's the rhinestone cowboy
[02:58.77] Sometimes they were comedic, or relentlessly horrifying
[03:04.10] They were the foes of society, whether fighting the local sheriff, or a secret agent
[03:13.69] Frequently they mirrored our times
[03:16.23] The gangster villains which rival real newspaper headlines of the present day
[03:21.93] Collectively, they are the components
[03:24.78] Which have fueled nightmares for decades to come
[03:28.38] The villains
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