BASS
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(Intro)
Dre: Marshall…sounds like an S.O.S
Eminem: Holy wack, unlyrical lyrics Andre, you´re fuckin´ right
Dre: To the rapmobile…Let´s go
Marshall!
Marshall!
Eminem: Bitches and gentlemen, It´s showtime! Hurry hurry, step right up / Introducing
the star of our show·his name is…
Marshall!
Eminem: You wouldn´t want to be anywhere else in the world right now / So without
further ado, I bring to you
Marshall!
Verse 1
You bout to witness hip hop in its most purest, more rawest form, flow almost
flawless/most hardest, most honest known artist, chip off the old block, but good old
Doc is BACK/Looks like Batman brought his own Robin. Oh god, Sadam´s got his own Laden/
wit´ his own private plane, his own pilot, set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the
hinges/oranges, peach, pears, plums syringes. Vnnnn vnnnn, yeah here I come, I´m inches/
away from you, dear fear none, hip hop is in a state of nine-one-one so…
Chorus X2
Lets get down to business. I don´t got no time to play around what is this/Must be a
circus in town, lets shut the shit down on these clowns. Can I get a witness? HELL YEAH!
Verse 2
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 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 shit/ 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 welcome y´all to Marshall and Andre´s carnival, C´mon! Now…
Chorus X2
Verse 3
Its 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 career
Russian Roulette/and never even see me blink or get to bustin´ a sweat, people steppin´
over people just to rush to the set/just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely,
ease over 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 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 fuckin around round here, yo Dre. . . What up? Can I get a Hell?
Hell Yeah!/ Now…
Chorus X2
Refrain X2
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Marshall! / Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Marshall!
Outro
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 grey/ Marshall!
So until next time friends, same blonde hair, same rap channel, Good night everyone,
Thank you for coming/Your host for the evening. . . Marshall! Oh…