Marshall, sounds an S.O.S. Holy whack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're right! To the rap mobile, go!
Marshall! Marshall!
and Gentleman! showtime! Hurry, hurry, step up! the star of our show, his name is
Marshall!
You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world now So without further ado, I to you
Marshall!
You to witness hip hop in its Most purest, most rawest form, flow almost Most hardest, honest, known artist Chip off the old but old doc is like Batman brought his own Robin Oh God, got his own Laden With his own plane, his own pilot Set to blow college dorm room doors off the (boom sound) Oranges, peach, pears, plums, Yeah, I come I'm inches from you, here, fear none 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 in town, let's shut the shit down On clowns, can I get a witness? Yeah!
Quick move fast, gotta perform miracles Gee willikers Dre, bat syllables Look at all the bullshit that goes on in When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap So, skip to ya Lou, I do what I do best You ain't even no more, you used to it Flows too wet, nobody to it Nobody it was 'til everyone knows the shit The hated on outta all those who say they get hated On eighties Exaggerate it all so make it all up There's no such a female with good looks who cooks and cleans It just means so much more to so much People when you rappin' and you what for The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome To Marshall and carnival 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 center eight zero You can even call collect, the feared duet Since me and Elton, play career Roulette And never even seen me blink get me bustin' a People steppin' over people just to to the set Just to get to see a MC who breathes so Ease ova these beats, and be so Jesus, how can shit be so How can one be so Levy Turn on these MC's don't see me Believe me, B-E-T and Are grieve when we leave, dog fo' sheezy Can't leave rap alone the needs me we grow beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains Nothin' but clowns here But we ain't fuckin' around here Yo Dre! up? Can I get a hell Yeah!
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So you have it folks Marshall! Has come to the day Back his friend Andre And to you that bullshit does not pay Marshall! And Andre are here to stay and never go our dying day, until we're old and gray Marshall! So until time friends Same blond hair, rap channel Goodnight everyone, you for coming Your host for the Marshall! Oh! Ha!