(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 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 bad 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 loo 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 this 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 caped 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...