Marshall, sounds an S.O.S. Holy whack lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right! To the rap mobile, go!
Marshall! Marshall!
and Gentleman! showtime! Hurry, hurry, right up! Introducin' the star of our show, his is
Marshall!
You wouldn't wanna be else in the world right now So further ado, I bring to you
Marshall!
You to witness hip hop in its purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest, known Chip off the old but old doc is Looks Batman brought his own Robin Oh God, Saddam's got his own With his own private plane, his own Set to blow college dorm room doors off the (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 to business I don't got no time to play what is this? Must be a circus in town, shut the shit down On clowns, can I get a witness? Yeah!
Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform Gee willikers Dre, bat syllables Look at all the bullshit that on in Gotham When I'm time to get rid of these rap criminals So, skip to ya Lou, while I do what I do You ain't even no more, you used to it Flows too wet, close to it Nobody says it was everyone knows the shit The most hated on all those who say they get hated On songs Exaggerate it all so They it all up There's no such a female with good looks who cooks and cleans It just means so much to so much more People when you rappin' and you know for The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome To and Andre's carnival on! Now
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It's just old times, the dynamic duo Two old friends, why You already who's fully capable, the two caped Dial straight down the center eight zero You can even collect, the most feared duet Since me and Elton, play Russian Roulette And never even seen me blink get me a sweat People steppin' people 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 shit be so How can one Chandra be so Turn on these beats don't see me Believe me, B-E-T and Are grieve when we leave, dog fo' sheezy leave rap alone the game needs me 'Til we grow beards, get and disappear into the mountains Nothin' but clowns down But we ain't fuckin' 'round here Yo Dre! up? Can I get a yeah? Yeah!
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So there you have it Marshall! Has to save the day Back with his friend And to you that bullshit does not pay Marshall! And Andre are here to and never go away Until our day, until we're old and gray Marshall! So until next friends Same hair, same rap channel Goodnight everyone, you for coming Your host for the Marshall! Oh! Ha!