| Marshall, he's the antichrist |
| He will slice and- |
| The devil came to Michigan (Oh shit) |
| Fuck |
| Fuckin' PC police |
| Fuck |
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| Gen Z, here they come now (Now), 'bout to unload rounds (Prrrr) |
| Pronouns (Shit) |
| Got me like "woah" now (Woah), homie, let's slow down (Chill) |
| No need to get so wound (Man), ready to throw down (No) |
| If I mispronounce (Thee, them), woops (Sorry), oh wow |
| Got heterosexuals crammin' 'em down our throats now ( |
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| Like I'm gettin' snow plowed, my humor's too low brow (Yup) |
| Yeah, so there's no doubt (Nope), you 'bout to get grossed out (Urgh) |
| But fuck it though, somebody needs to come and hit the reset button |
| Back to 2003 'cause how did we get stuck |
| In this woke BS, I'm tryna make it regress, fuck 'em |
| And I don't regret nothin', it's 'bout to be said |
| So fuck it, we can keep headbuttin' |
| Still a grade-A prick with the same way (But) |
| Cobain put the gauge to his brain, I'm goin' out with a bang, ayy (Yeah) |
| Dang, Dre, look at what you made me do |
| Maybe you the one they should blame, they |
| Say they wish I wasn't so angry (Yeah) |
| They wanna see me goin' off the deep end like Ye, ayy (Nah) |
| Rather see me do like Kim Kardashian they say (Yeah), yeah |
| And find a way to get rid of all of this rage, ayy (Haha) |
| But if you wonder why is Marsh considered the harshest spitter (Why?) |
| 'Cause I can spit a bar that is a |
| Cross between Nas and GZA, Biggie Smalls, and RZA |
| So hard, Megan Thee Stallion and Nicki Minaj'll scissor (Cut it out) |
| It's still the press's wet dream (Yeah), too many head shrinks (Oh) |
| My head thinks foul, I've said things when jestin' |
| They should arrest me for my testes (Ah) |
| The biggest in the South, West, East, North and catch me (Ah) |
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| with extreme links, to steps been took to supress things (Why?) |
| Try not to get seen with Ben Affleck, me, and Seth Green |
| Hangin' on to the left wing to Jeffrey Epstein's jet screamin' (Hey! |
| Don't forget me, haha) |
| Get to Shady's bill, takin' the pill and puttin' it into your soft drink (Ahh) |
| Something's off and I don't know what the cause be (Yeah) |
| But it's obvi', this water ramen is scalding |
| Ominous thoughts creep in my head and it's not me |
| They brainwashed me (Marshall, Marshall) |
| And that's all she wrote, yeah, that's why they call me |
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| Marshall, he's the antichrist |
| He will slice and dice |
| Men, women and children (One more time, come on) |
| His name is Marshall |
| He's the antichrist |
| He will slice and dice |
| Foreskin, women and children (Yeah) |
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| Knock, knock (Who's there?), boo (Boo who?) |
| Hey why you cryin', shorty, uh? 'Cause I boo'd you? (Whoa) |
| Well, bitch, I'm tryin' get some head up in this Subaru |
| But you have no clue what you doin', do you? |
| You fall asleep or somethin'? Hello, yoo-hoo, wake up, fake slut |
| I'm out of here, screw you |
| What, did you drop dead in my lap? |
| You call that head? I suck my dick better than you do, haha |
| Yeah, I'm sick like the terminally ill, but more like sick as in the term |
| mentally ill |
| Antichrist, how come you can't be nice? |
| Like who's talkin', dog, like Brian from Family Guy |
| But who else is as pitiless, actually witty and crass |
| Hideous, ghastly and insidious as me or spitting as nasty |
| Next idiot that ask me is gettin' his ass beat |
| Worst than Diddy did |
| But on the real, though (Why?) |
| She prolly ran out the room with his fuckin' dildo (Come here) |
| He try to field goal punt her, she said to chill (No) |
| Now put it back in my ass and get the steel toe (Ew, aah, the fuck?) |
| Nightmares goin' Freddy on me (He right) 'cause they steady haunt me (Yeah) |
| Shady's bad to the core, but look at the bread he got me (Ah) |
| Complete lack of remorse, so they've come at me before, but they won't ever |
| stop me |
| But fuck the back and the forth, until I'm dead and rotting |
| Head is prolly wack and it's warped like Jack Kevork' performing sexual acts |
| with a corpse |
| If they don't like it like a necrophiliac in the morgue, fuck everybody |
| I don't appeal to you |
| You was one of them children whose parents fed every meal to you on a platter |
| and silver spoon |
| I am a product of what Farina and powdered milk'll do |
| To your drive when them rappers like Jada bring out the Will in you |
| 'Cause now my shit slaps harder than Will'll do, word to Gorilla Glue |
| I don't need sticky fingers to steal on you, lyrical killer who punish you |
| Every syllable son'n you |
| Ya hides, I tanned 'em, like bicycles built for two |
| Stickin' a clip into Uzi, I've been itchin' and use, lookin' like Nikolas Cruz |
| My trigger's happy, |
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| truth, Travis Bickle 'em too, we gettin' rude |
| This shit'll go sideways like your tippin' a canoe |
| Bitch, I'm sick as the flu |
| How the fuck are you gonna fit in my shoes? |
| Look at my views, all the shit I've been through |
| No sympathy, I don't have any for you |
| Stickin' it to |
| All of you idiots who take my lyrics a little bit too literal |
| You can all suck on my dick and if you don't wanna get ripped |
| Better get the fuck back, bitch, I'm in here to do what Dre sent me to do |
| I sinfully get to spittin' this shit devil in me and I do his bidding |
| His name is |
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| Marshall, he's the antichrist |
| He will slice and dice |
| Sluts, whores, men, women and children (One more time, what's my name?) |
| His name is Marshall |
| He's the antichrist |
| He will slice and dice |
| Skanks, sluts, whores, men, women and children |
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| You wanna dance with the devil, dance with the devil, dance with the devil |
| You wanna dance with the devil, dance with the devil, dance with the devil |
| You wanna- |
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| (I ain't goin' nowhere) |
| It's about to get scary, Bizarre (I'm still here, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) |
| It's about to get dark |
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| Guess who's back (Me), straight out the gutter (Me) |
| With a dirty rubber, plus my homeless mother (Fuck it) |
| Where's Bruce Jenner at? I wanna fuck that ho (Where she is?) |
| Where's Megan Thee Stallion at? I wanna suck that toe (Muah) |
| Twenty years in, shit, I'm past addiction (Uh-huh) |
| I'm at CVS, tryna find my past prescription |
| My dad didn't listen |
| I passed the mission |
| Fuckin' a tranny on IG live |
| That was a bad decision (Haha, that was fucked up) |
| My rent due, my girl need an a abortion (What you gon' do?) |
| Sell them Eminem Jordans (I did, haha) |
| All gas, butt naked, all ass |
| Tryna get on Hailie Jade's podcast (Why not?) |
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