Business Lyrics

Business

Marshall, sounds like an SOS...

Holy wack, unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're f**kin' right...

To the rapmobile, let's go...

{Marshall, Marshall}, bit*hes 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 I come, i'm inches, away from you, dear fear
none, hip-hop is in
a state of 911, so...

[CHORUS]

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 sh*t down on these clowns, can I get a witness, {hell
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 sh*t 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 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]

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 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 emcee who breathes so freely, ease over these
beat's and be so
breezy, Jesus how can sh*t be so easy, how can one Chandra be so Levy, turn on
these beats,
emcee'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 f**kin around round
here, yo' Dre,
what up, can I get a hell, hell yeah, now...

[CHORUS]

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, ha...