[ ] [ Eminem ]
Ballz, Ballz, x2 You'll touch my...
[ Chorus ] [ ]
Catch me if you can but you man enough, standin' tough But you know no matter what You'll get the chance to touch My ballz, ballz, x2 You'll never my ballz
[ Verse 1 ] [ Swifty ]
I see you a playa, you ain't ballin' And I even care who the hell you call in In game, it ain't no talkin' You can get it started, I nail the And all I here is "get man up off him" So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was echoes* And I ain't prove you nothin' I do it and you ain't push my buttons
[ Verse 2 ] [ ]
This in front of me, he weighs a brick quick and I can't get Marshall hit So I played my position and make a move Been this for years, my team can't lose And ain't nobody, ain't nobody 9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a Hut one, hut two, I'm Hike, give the ball to And nobody out there me this 'fore you have to kill me And any in my way, I'm foldin' Dammit, called
[ Chorus ] [ ]
[ 3 ] [ Eminem ]
Football, Football, I love Yes, tres, dos, uno Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, asshole son of a cuddle, blah I mean huddle I stepped in a mud puddle, butthole Freak, who just tapped on my ass Nevermind, try quarterback sneak Cover me, smother me with that's brotherly That didn't work, try play Hut one, hut two, hut hut up I'm up another grown man's butt Hike the ball, I mean I Bizarre But yikes, I think I can feel his balls My dick is long as it is hard, so are my balls It's the longest yard, whoops not the chorus Run it back, wrong song, disreguard That whole statement I just made, what line we on? On own 5 and our timeouts are than a minute left, I just throw my ball To the sideline to Von, he outta bounds 48 seconds on the clock but every last one counts Call another huddle, we're by six The plan is, to throw the to Swift But so god dang high, that he's trips Falls and slips, grabs him by his fingertips And runs the ball all the way to the one But he get in, but all we need is a put *murmurs* But all we need is a touch and an extra point to win But then I get sacked all the way to the ten God dammit I'ma slap if I get tapped on the ass again Everybody's now, no timeouts and its now fourth now never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea Quick, everybody get naked, go long I'ma throw the bomb, c'mon how gonna tackle you wit no pants on Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touch down yeah I ya It's the yard
[ Chorus ] [ ]
[ Verse 4 ] [ ]
The new face on the yard, hand me the ball run through all of ya'll, ya'll just soft Even though my is kickin' up mud more tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' punks High through the end zone I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my tone time to rumble, no time to fumble And I won't stumble, your frontline will ball with killas, my team's gorillas Three time offenders, drug dealers One of the runnin' backs there never was Movin' like Sanders, leavin' you in the dust
[ Verse 5 ] [ ]
is high, I got the highest yack Hit the ground so hard I tire tracks Bizarre snaps like a fire And my more stickier than spider back Eyin' my eye, a Truck tryin to sack us No matter how big flyin' backwards Wide reciever, wide For every stride in my life, I and die
[ Verse 6 ] [ Kon ]
Defense is playin' a Then the quarterback peeps and That that its time for me To run out the back like a bat outta hell My tracks burn turf when excell I try to pass the ball to Proof He got and the ball came loose And up like a flare, I gave the ball a stare And use my shoulder as a chair Now I'm flyin' the air like a superhero I can use this pose for a box of I'm no joke punk, I get my For the best player on my team what As soon as I the hut 1, 2, hut I do one run, run, the go run run Then I cut, spin in the endzone Then I do the shuffle so
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ Outro ] [ ]
I'm about footballs dude