[ Intro ] [ ]
Ballz, Ballz, x2 You'll never my...
[ Chorus ] [ ]
Catch me if you can but you man enough, You're tough But you know that no what You'll never get the to touch My ballz, ballz, x2 You'll never my ballz
[ Verse 1 ] [ McVay ]
I see you ain't a playa, you ballin' And I don't even who the hell you call in In this game, it no talkin' You can get it started, I nail the And all I is "get your man up off him" So why I gotta stop it, nigga was talkin'*punk echoes* And I ain't prove you nothin' I do it and you gotta push my buttons
[ 2 ] [ Bizarre ]
This in front of me, he weighs a brick He's quick and I can't get hit So I played my and don't make a move Been doin' this for years, my team can't And nobody, ain't nobody hard 9 o'clock, I'm gonna me a guard 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
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ 3 ] [ Eminem ]
Football, Football, I love Yes, tres, dos, uno Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, asshole son of a Everybody cuddle, blah I huddle I just in a mud puddle, butthole Freak, who just on my ass cheek Nevermind, try quarterback sneak Cover me, me with love that's brotherly That didn't work, try another Hut one, hut two, hut hut up I'm reachin' up another grown man's the ball, I mean I like Bizarre But Jesus yikes, I think I can feel his 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, yeah That whole statement I just made, what line we on? On own 5 and our are gone Less than a left, I just throw my ball To the sideline to Von, he steps outta 48 left on the clock but every last one counts Call another huddle, we're by six The plan is, to throw the to Swift But he's so god dang high, that he's and slips, Proof grabs him by his fingertips And runs the all the way down to the one But he don't get in, but all we need is a put But all we is a touch down and an extra point to win But then I get all the way back to the ten God dammit I'ma slap if I get tapped on the ass again laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth now We're never gonna make it, I just got an idea Quick, everybody get naked, go long I'ma throw the bomb, c'mon how they gonna tackle you wit no on Ass out a floppin' schlong, touch down yeah I told ya It's the yard
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ 4 ] [ Kuniva ]
The new on the yard, just hand me the ball I'ma run through all of ya'll, ya'll just 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 know my skin tone It's to rumble, no time to fumble And I stumble, your frontline will tumble Playin' ball killas, my team's gorillas Three offenders, even drug dealers One of the best backs there never was Movin' like Sanders, leavin' you in the dust
[ 5 ] [ Proof ]
is high, I got the highest yack Hit the ground so I leave tire tracks Bizarre snaps a fire crack And my more stickier than spider back Eyin' my eye, a Mack Truck to sack us No how big they flyin' backwards Wide reciever, recievin' For every in my life, I breathe and die
[ Verse 6 ] [ Kon ]
Defense is a pass the quarterback peeps and screams That means that its for me To run out the like a bat straight outta hell My tracks burn turf when they I try to lateral the ball to Proof He got dropped and the came loose And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a And use my lineman's shoulder as a Now I'm flyin' the air like a superhero I can use this for a box of cereal I'm no punk, I get my dinerio For bein' the best on my team what As as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut I do one run, run, the go run run I cut, spin around in the endzone Then I do the ninety so
[ Chorus ] [ ]
[ ] [ Eminem ]
I'm talkin' footballs dude