| Marshall! |
| Sounds like an SOS
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| Holy wack unlyrical lyrics, Andre, you’re fucking right!
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| To the Rapmobile—let's go!
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| (Marshall! Marshall!)
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| Bitches and gentlemen! |
| It’s showtime!
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| Hurry hurry, step right up!
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| Introducing the star of our show
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| His name is (Marshall!)
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| You wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else in the world right now
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| So without further ado, I bring to you (Marshall!)
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| You 'bout to witness hip-hop in its most purest
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| Most rawest form, flow almost flawless
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| Most hardest, most honest known artist
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| Chip off the old block, but old Doc is (back)
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| Looks like Batman brought his own Robin
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| Oh God, Saddam’s got his own Laden
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| With his own private plane, his own pilot
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| Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges
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| Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes
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| Vrinn, vrinn! |
| Yeah, here I come, I’m inches
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| Away from you, dear, fear none
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| Hip-hop is in a state of 9−1-1, so
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| Let’s get down to business
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| I don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
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| Must be a circus in town, let’s shut the shit down
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| On these clowns; |
| can I get a witness? |
| (Hell yeah!)
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| Let’s get down to business
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| I don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
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| Must be a circus in town, let’s shut the shit down
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| On these clowns; |
| can I get a witness? |
| (Hell yeah!)
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| Quick, gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles
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| Gee willikers, Dre, holy bat syllables!
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| Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham
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| When I’m gone, time to get rid of these rap criminals
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| So skip to your lou while I do what I do best
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| You ain’t even impressed no more, you’re used to it
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| Flow’s too wet, nobody close to it
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| Nobody says it but still everybody knows the shit
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| The most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on
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| In eighty songs and exaggerate it all so much
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| They make it all up, there’s no such thing
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| Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans
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| It just means so much more to so much more
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| People, when you’re rappin' and you know what for
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| The show must go on; |
| so I’d like to welcome y’all
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| To Marshall and Andre’s carnival, c’mon!
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| Now let’s get down to business
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| I don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
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| Must be a circus in town, let’s shut the shit down
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| On these clowns; |
| can I get a witness? |
| (Hell yeah!)
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| Let’s get down to business
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| I don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
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| Must be a circus in town, let’s shut the shit down
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| On these clowns; |
| can I get a witness? |
| (Hell yeah!)
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| It’s just like old times, the Dynamic Duo
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| Two old friends, why panic? |
| You already know
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| Who’s fully capable, the two caped heroes
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| Dial straight down the center, eight-zero-zero
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| You can even call collect, the most feared duet
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| Since me and Elton played career Russian Roulette
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| And never even see me blink or get to bustin' a sweat
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| People steppin' over people just to rush to the set
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| Just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely
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| Ease over these beats and be so breezy
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| Jesus, how can shit be so easy?
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| How can one Chandra be so Levy?
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| Turn on these beats, MCs don’t see me
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| Believe me, BET and MTV
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| Are gonna grieve when we leave, dog, fo' sheezy
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| Can’t leave rap alone, the game needs me
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| 'Til we grow beards, get weird and disappear
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| Into the mountains, nothin' but clowns down here
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| But we ain’t fuckin' around 'round here
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| Yo, Dre (What up?) Can I get a «hell…»? |
| (Hell yeah!)
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| Now let’s get down to business
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| I don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
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| Must be a circus in town, let’s shut the shit down
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| On these clowns; |
| can I get a witness? |
| (Hell yeah!)
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| Let’s get down to business
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| I don’t got no time to play around, what is this?
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| Must be a circus in town, let’s shut the shit down
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| On these clowns; |
| can I get a witness? |
| (Hell yeah!)
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| So there you have it, folks
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| (Marshall!) has come to save the day
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| Back with his friend Andre
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| And to remind you that bullshit does not pay
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| Because (Marshall!) and Andre are here to stay
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| And never go away
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| Until our dying day
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| Until we’re old and grey (Marshall!)
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| So until next time, friends
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| Same blonde hair, same rap channel
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| Good night, everyone!
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| Thank you for coming! |
| Your host for the evening (Marshall!)
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| Oh! |
| Heh |