Marshall, like an S.O.S. Holy whack unlyrical lyrics Andre, fuckin' right! To the rap mobile, go!
Marshall! Marshall!
and Gentleman! showtime! Hurry, hurry, right up! Introducin' the of our show, his name is
Marshall!
You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world now So without ado, I bring to you
Marshall!
You 'bout to hip hop in its purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest, known off the old block but old doc is Looks like Batman his own Robin Oh God, Saddam's got his own his own private plane, his own pilot Set to blow college dorm doors off the hinges (boom sound) Oranges, peach, pears, plums, Yeah, I come I'm inches away you, here, fear none Hip hop is in a of 911, so
x2] Let's get to business I got no time to play around what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit On these clowns, can I get a Yeah!
Quick gotta move fast, perform miracles Gee willikers Dre, holy bat Look at all the bullshit that goes on in When I'm gone time to get rid of rap criminals So, skip to ya Lou, while I do I do best You ain't even impressed no more, you to it Flows too wet, close to it Nobody it was 'til everyone knows the shit The hated on outta all those who say they get hated On eighties it all so much They it all up There's no such Like a female with looks who cooks and cleans It just means so much to so much more when you rappin' and you know what for The must go on, so I'd like to welcome y'all To Marshall and Andre's on! Now
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It's just like old times, the duo Two old friends, why You already fully capable, the two caped heroes Dial straight down the eight zero zero You can even call collect, the feared duet Since me and Elton, career Russian Roulette And never even seen me blink get me bustin' a People over people just to rush to the set to get to see a MC who breathes so freely Ease ova these beats, and be so Jesus, how can be so easy How can one Chandra be so on these beats MC's don't see me Believe me, and M-T-V Are gonna grieve we leave, dog fo' sheezy Can't leave rap alone the game me 'Til we beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains Nothin' but clowns down But we fuckin' around 'round here Yo Dre! up? Can I get a yeah? Yeah!
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So there you it folks Marshall! Has come to the day Back with his Andre And to remind you bullshit does not pay Marshall! And Andre are to stay and never go away Until our dying day, until we're old and Marshall! So until next time Same blond hair, same rap Goodnight everyone, you for coming host for the evening Marshall! Oh! Ha!