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Marshall, sounds like an S.O.S.

Holy whack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right!

To the rap mobile, let's go!Marshall! Marshall!Bitches and Gentleman!

It's showtime!

Hurry, hurry, step right up!

Introducin' the star of our show, his name isMarshall!You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now

So without further ado, I bring to youMarshall!You 'bout to witness hip hop in its

Most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless

Most hardest, most honest, known artist

Chip off the old block but old doc is

Looks like Batman brought his own Robin

Oh God, Saddam's got his own Laden

With his own private plane, his own pilot

Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges (boom sound)

Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes

Yeah, here I come

I'm inches away from you, here, fear none

Hip hop is in a state of 911, so[Chorus: x2]

Let's get down to business

I don't got no time to play around what is this?

Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down

On these clowns, can I get a witness?

Hell Yeah!Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles

Gee willikers Dre, holy bat syllables

Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham

When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals

So, skip to ya Lou, while I do what I do best

You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it

Flows too wet, nobody close to it

Nobody says it was 'til everyone knows the shit

The most hated on outta all those who say they get hated

On eighties songs

Exaggerate it all so much

They make it all up

There's no such thing

Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans

It just means so much more to so much more

People when you rappin' and you know what for

The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome y'all

To Marshall and Andre's carnival

Come on! Now[Chorus: x2]It's just like old times, the dynamic duo

Two old friends, why panic?

You already who's fully capable, the two caped heroes

Dial straight down the center eight zero zero

You can even call collect, the most feared duet

Since me and Elton, play career Russian Roulette

And never even seen me blink get me bustin' a sweat

People steppin' over people just to rush to the set

Just to get to see a MC who breathes so freely

Ease ova these beats, and be so breezy

Jesus, how can shit be so easy

How can one Chandra be so Levy

Turn on these beats MC's don't see me

Believe me, B-E-T and M-T-V

Are gonna grieve when we leave, dog fo' sheezy

Can't leave rap alone the game needs me

'Til we grow beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains

Nothin' but clowns down here

But we ain't fuckin' around 'round here

Yo Dre!

What up?

Can I get a hell yeah?

Hell Yeah![Chorus: x2]So there you have it folks

Marshall!

Has come to save the day

Back with his friend Andre

And to remind you that bullshit does not pay

Because

Marshall!

And Andre are here to stay and never go away

Until our dying day, until we're old and gray

Marshall!

So until next time friends

Same blond hair, same rap channel

Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming

Your host for the evening

Marshall!

Oh! Ha!

Enjoy the lyrics !!!