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Eminem Feat. D12 - My Ballz

Produced By: Eminem
Recording Year: 2005


[ Intro ] [ Eminem ]

Ballz, Ballz, Ballz x2
Youíll never touch myÖ

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ]

Catch me if you can but you ainít man enough
Youíre standiní tough
But you know that no matter what
Youíll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz x2
Youíll never touch my ballz

[ Verse 1 ] [ Swifty McVay ]

I see you ainít a playa, you ainít balliní
And I donít even care who the hell you call in
In this game, it ainít no talkiní
You can get it started, I nail the coffin
And all I here is ďget your man up off himĒ
So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was talkiní
And I ainít gotta prove you nothiní
I do it and you ainít gotta push my buttons

[ Verse 2 ] [ Bizarre ]

This dude in front of me, he weighs a brick
Heís quick and I canít get Marshall hit
So I played my position and donít make a move
Been doiní this for years, my team canít lose
And ainít nobody, ainít nobody hard
9 oíclock, Iím gonna punch me a ???
Hut one, hut two, Iím ready
Hike, give the ball to Nelly
And nobody out there feels me
Take this Ďfore you have to kill me
And any player in my way, Iím foldiní
Damn it, call holton

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ]

[ Verse 3 ] [ Eminem ]

Football, Football, I love football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, asshole son of a bitch
Everybody cuddle, blah I mean huddle
I just stepped in a mud puddle, butthole
Freak, who just tapped on my ass cheek
Nevermind, letís try quarterback sneak
Cover me, smother me with love thatís brotherly
That didnít work, try another play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut hurry up
Iím reachiní up another grown manís butt
Hike the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
But Jesus yikes, I think I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, yeah so are my balls
Itís the longest yard, whoops thatís not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, yeah disreguard
That whole statement I just made, what yard line we on?
On 5 and our timeouts are gone
Less than a minute left, I just throw my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta bounds
48 seconds left on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, weíre down by six
The plan is, to throw the ball to Swift
But heís so god dang high, that heís trips
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his fingertips
And runs the ball all the way down to the one
But he donít get in, but all we need is a put ???
But all we need is a touch down and an extra point to win
But then I get sacked all the way back to the ten
God dammit Iíma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
Everybodyís laughiní now, no timeouts and its now fourth now
Weíre never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, Denaun go long
Iíma throw the bomb, c?mon how they gonna tackle you wit no pants on
Ass out with a floppiní schlong, touch down yeah I told ya
Itís the longest yard

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ]

[ Verse 4 ] [ Kuniva ]

The new face on the yard, just hand me the ball
Iíma run through all of yaíll, yaíll just soft
Even though my cleats is kickiní up mud
Itís more tragic for me, Iím stiff arminí punks
High steppiní through the end zone
I been grown, Iím so dirty you donít even know my skin tone
Itís time to rumble, no time to fumble
And I wonít stumble, your frontline will tumble
Playiní ball with killas, my teamís gorillas
Three time offenders, even drug dealers
One of the best runniní backs there never was
Moviní like Barry Sanders, leaviní you in the dust

[ Verse 5 ] [ Proof ]

Yack is high, I got the highest yack
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire tracks
Bizarre snaps like a fire crack
And my palm more stickier than spider back
Eyiní my eye, ???? try and sack us
No matter how big they flyiní backwards
Wide reciever, recieviní wide
For every stride in my life, I breathe and die

[ Verse 6 ] [ Kon Artis ]

Defense is playiní a pass
Then the quarterback peeps and screams
That means that its time for me
To run out the back like a bat straight outta hell
My tracks burn turf when they excell
I try to lateral pass the ball to Proof
He got dropped and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a stare
And use my linemanís shoulder as a chair
Now Iím flyiní through the air like a superhero
I can use this pose for a box of cereal
Iím no joke punk, I get my dinerio
For beiní the best player on my team what
As soon as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut
I do one run, run, the screen go run run
Then I cut, spin around in the endzone
Then I do the ninety shuffle so

[ Chorus ] [ Eminem ]

[ Outro ] [ Eminem ]

Iím talkiní about footballs dude

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