Marshall, like an S.O.S. Holy unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right! To the rap mobile, go!
Marshall! Marshall!
and Gentleman! showtime! Hurry, hurry, step up! Introducin' the of our show, his name is
Marshall!
You wouldn't wanna be anywhere in the world right now So without ado, I bring to you
Marshall!
You 'bout to hip hop in its Most purest, rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest, artist off the old block but old doc is Looks like brought his own Robin Oh God, got his own Laden With his own plane, his own pilot Set to blow college dorm room off the hinges (boom sound) Oranges, peach, pears, plums, Yeah, here I I'm inches away from you, here, fear Hip hop is in a of 911, so
x2] Let's get down to I don't got no time to play around is this? be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down On clowns, can I get a witness? Yeah!
Quick gotta move fast, perform miracles Gee willikers Dre, holy bat Look at all the bullshit that goes on in I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals So, skip to ya Lou, I do what I do best You ain't even no more, you used to it too wet, nobody close to it Nobody says it was 'til knows the shit The most hated on all those who say they get hated On eighties it all so much They it all up There's no thing Like a female with looks who cooks and cleans It just so much more to so much more when you rappin' and you know what for The show must go on, so I'd like to y'all To Marshall and carnival on! Now
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It's just like old times, the duo Two old friends, why You already who's fully capable, the two heroes Dial straight down the eight zero zero You can call collect, the most feared duet Since me and Elton, play Russian Roulette And never even seen me blink get me bustin' a People steppin' over just to rush to the set Just to get to see a MC who so freely Ease ova these beats, and be so Jesus, how can be so easy How can one Chandra be so Turn on beats MC's don't see me Believe me, and M-T-V Are grieve when we leave, dog fo' sheezy Can't rap alone the game needs me 'Til we grow beards, get and disappear into the mountains but clowns down here But we ain't fuckin' 'round here Yo Dre! up? Can I get a yeah? Yeah!
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So you have it folks Marshall! Has come to the day Back his friend Andre And to remind you that bullshit not pay Marshall! And are here to stay and never go away our dying day, until we're old and gray Marshall! So until next friends Same blond hair, same rap Goodnight everyone, thank you for host for the evening Marshall! Oh! Ha!