Marshall, sounds like an SOS...

Holy wack, unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're [bad word]  right...

To the rapmobile, let's go...

{Marshall, Marshall}, [bad word] and gentlemen, it's showtime, hurry hurry, step right up,
introducing the star of our show, his name is, {Marshall}, you wouldn't want to be anywhere else
in the world right now, so without further ado, I bring to you, {Marshall}...

You 'bout to witness hip-hop in it's most purest, more rawest form, flow almost flawless, most
hardest, most honest known artist, chip off the old block, but ol' Doc is, {back}, looks like
Batman brought his own Robin, oh God, Sadam's got his own Laden, with his own private plane, his
own pilot, set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the hinges, oranges, peach, pears, plums,
syringes, {vnn vnn}, yeah here [bad word]  i'm inches, away from you, dear fear none, hip-hop is in
a state of 911, so...
 [bad word] 

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 [bad word] down on these clowns, can I get a witness,  [bad word] yeah}, 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 [bad word] down on these clowns, can I get a witness,  [bad word] yeah}...

Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles, gee willikers Dre, holy bat syllables, look at
all the [bad word] that goes on in Gotham when i'm gone, time to get rid of these rap criminals,
so skip to your lou while I do what I do best, you ain't even impressed no more, you're used to
it, flows too wet, nobody close to it, nobody says it, but still everybody knows the [bad word]  the
most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on in eighty songs and 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're rappin' and you know
what for, the show must go on, so i'd like to [bad word] y'all to Marshall and Andre's carnival,
c'mon now...
 [bad word] 

It's just like old times, the dynamic duo, two old friends, why panic, you already know who's
fully capable, the two capped heroes, dial straight down the center eight-zero-zero, you can
even call collect, the most feared duet, since me and Elton played [bad word] Roulette, and
never even see me blink or get to bustin' a sweat, people steppin' over people just [bad word] to
the set, just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely, ease over these beat's and be so
breezy, Jesus how can [bad word] be so easy, how can one Chandra be so Levy, turn on these beats,
MC's don't see me, believe me BET and MTV are gonna grieve, when we leave, dog fo' sheezy,
can't leave rap alone, the game needs me, 'till we grow beards, get weird, and disappear into
the mountains, nothin' but clowns down here, but we ain't [bad word] around round here, yo' Dre,
what up, can I get a [bad word]  [bad word] yeah, now...
 [bad word] 

So there you have it folks, {Marshall}, [bad word] to save the day, back with his friend Andre,
and to remind you that [bad word] does not pay, because, {Marshall}, and Andre are here to stay
and never go away until our dying day until we're old and grey, {Marshall}, so until next time
friends, same blonde hair, same rap channel, good night everyone, thank you [bad word]  your
host for the evening, {Marshall}, oh, ha...