[ Intro ] [ ]
Ballz, Ballz, x2 You'll touch my...
[ ] [ Eminem ]
me if you can but you ain't man enough, You're tough But you know that no matter You'll get the chance to touch My ballz, ballz, x2 You'll touch my ballz
[ 1 ] [ Swifty McVay ]
I see you ain't a playa, you ballin' And I don't even care who the hell you in In this game, it ain't no You can get it started, I nail the And all I here is "get man up off him" So why I stop it, this nigga was talkin'*punk echoes* And I gotta prove you nothin' I do it and you ain't gotta my buttons
[ 2 ] [ Bizarre ]
This dude in front of me, he a brick He's quick and I can't get hit So I played my position and don't a move Been doin' this for years, my team lose And nobody, ain't nobody hard 9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a Hut one, hut two, I'm Hike, give the ball to And nobody out feels me Take this 'fore you have to me And any in my way, I'm foldin' Dammit, holden
[ Chorus ] [ ]
[ Verse 3 ] [ ]
Football, Football, I love Yes, tres, dos, uno Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, son of a bitch Everybody cuddle, blah I huddle I stepped in a mud puddle, butthole Freak, who just on my ass cheek Nevermind, let's try quarterback me, smother 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 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, yeah so are my It's the longest yard, that's not the chorus Run it back, wrong song, yeah That whole statement I just made, what yard we on? On own 5 and our timeouts are Less than a minute left, I throw my ball To the sideline to Von, he steps outta 48 seconds on the clock but every last one counts Call another huddle, down by six The plan is, to throw the ball to But he's so god dang high, that he's Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his And the ball all the way down to the one But he don't get in, but all we need is a put 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 somebody if I get on the ass again Everybody's laughin' now, no and its now fourth now We're gonna make it, wait I just got an idea Quick, everybody get naked, Denaun go I'ma throw the bomb, c'mon how they tackle you wit no pants on Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touch yeah I told ya It's the yard
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ Verse 4 ] [ ]
The new face on the yard, just hand me the I'ma run through all of ya'll, ya'll soft Even though my cleats is up mud It's more tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' High steppin' through the end I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even my skin tone It's time to rumble, no to fumble And I won't stumble, frontline will tumble Playin' ball with killas, my gorillas Three time offenders, drug dealers One of the best backs there never was Movin' like Barry Sanders, you in the dust
[ 5 ] [ Proof ]
is high, I got the highest yack Hit the ground so hard I leave tracks snaps like a fire crack And my palm stickier than spider back Eyin' my eye, a Mack Truck tryin to us No matter how big flyin' backwards Wide reciever, wide For every in my life, I breathe and die
[ 6 ] [ Kon Artis ]
is playin' a pass Then the quarterback and screams That means that its for me To run out the back like a bat straight outta My burn turf when they excell I try to lateral pass the to Proof He got dropped and the ball loose And shot up like a flare, I the ball a stare And use my lineman's shoulder as a Now I'm flyin' the air like a superhero I can use pose for a box of cereal I'm no joke punk, I get my For bein' the best player on my team As soon as I the hut 1, 2, hut I do one run, run, the go run run Then I cut, around in the endzone I do the ninety shuffle so
[ ] [ Eminem ]
[ ] [ Eminem ]
I'm talkin' footballs dude