Hardcore Hustle

[Intro: Wildchild] Madvillain [Verse 1: Wildchild] Jump on the track with a hardcore hustle With a busload a niggas, this time we brought y'all muscle Wildchild's the one to uplift most, and it's confirmed So tonight let's bang this Madvillain music 'til it's adjourned (Yeah) Who rushes in head first with the full force of a ram So the source of the verse coerces the course of a jam (Yeah) Went to Hell and back, saw Devil sellin' crack In fact, had to come back with the brother with the mask by yellin' "Black" Power to the people, who support raw music Blessed from the start to keep upliftin' progressive art (Yeah) To come out and uplift words, take verbalistic leaps To the next splurge, concoct dope poetical excerpts Who's the expert? (Wild) With the physical frame Who's mental was tamed to get over in this musical game When the Madvillain breaks your dome you'll see Your interval depth was written for those that slept (Uh-huh) We took a hundred percent unpredictable steps [Interlude: Wildchild] Say what? [Verse 2: Wildchild] Who's the one that rocked up a party with the vigilance urge? When smokin' the ism the vision is blurred, but vengeance is heard (Uh) And just when you got caught up in the cynical thought Intervals in the shape of a mic get pushed straight through your heart, like– [Outro: Samples] *screams, with the sound of someone getting a mic pushed straight through their still beating heart while moaning orgasmically* [Produced by Madlib]