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D12 f Eminem - My Ballz

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[Eminem]
Ballz, Ballz, Ballz
Ballz, Ballz, Ballz
You`ll never touch my...

[Chorus - Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain`t man enough
You`re standin` tough
But you know that no matter what
You`ll never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, ballz
Ballz, ballz, ballz
You`ll never touch my ballz

[Swift]
I see you ain`t a playa, you ain`t ballin`
And I don`t even care who the hell you call in
In this game, it ain`t no talkin`
You can get it started, I nail the coffin
And all I here is "get your man up off him"
So why I gotta stop it, this nigga was talkin`
And I ain`t gotta prove you nothin`
I do it and you ain`t gotta push my buttons

[Bizarre]
This dude in front of me, he weighs a brick
He`s quick and I can`t get Marshall hit
So I played my position and don`t make a move
Been doin` this for years, my team we can`t lose
And ain`t nobody, ain`t nobody hard
9 o`clock, I`m gonna punch me a guard
Hut one, hut two, I`m ready
Hike, give the ball to Nelly
And nobody out there feels me
Take this `fore you have to kill me
And any player in my way, I`m foldin`
Damn it, call holdin`

[Chorus]

[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, let`s try quarterback sneak
Cover me, smother me with love that`s brotherly
That didn`t work, try another play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut hurry up
I`m reachin` up another grown man`s butt
Hike the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
But Jesus, he hikes, I think I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, yeah so are my balls
It`s the longest yard, whoops that`s not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, yeah disreguard
That whole statement I just made, what yard line we on?
Our own 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, we`re down by six
The plan is, to throw the ball to Swift
But he`s so god dang high, that he`s trips
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his fingertips
And runs 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 down and an extra point to win
But then I get sacked all the way back to the ten
God dammit I`ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
Everybody`s laughin` now, no timeouts and its now fourth now
We`re never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, Denaun go long
I`ma throw the bomb, c`mon how they gonna tackle you with no pants on
Ass out with a floppin` schlong, touchdown yeah I told you
It`s the longest yard

[Chorus]

[Kuniva]
The new face on the yard, just hand me the ball
I`ma run through all of ya`ll, ya`ll just soft
Even though my cleats is kickin` up mud
It`s more traction for me, I`m stiff armin` punks
High steppin` through the end zone
I been grown, I`m so dirty you don`t even know my skin tone
It`s time to rumble, no time to fumble
And I won`t stumble, your frontline will tumble
Playin` ball with killas, my team`s the realest
Three time offenders, even drug dealers
One of the best runnin` backs there never was
Movin` like Barry Sanders, leavin` you in the dust

[Proof]
Yak is high, I got the highest yak
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire tracks
Bizarre snap like a fire crack
And my palm more stickier than spider back
Eyin` my eye, a Mack truck tryin to sack us
No matter how big they flyin` backwards
Wide reciever, recievin` wide
For every stride in my life, yo I breathe and die

[Kon Artis]
Defense is playin` a pass
Then the quarterback peeps and screams (blue 43)
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 lineman`s shoulder as a chair
Now I`m flyin` through the air like a superhero
I can use this pose for a box of cereal
I`m no joke punk, I get my dinero
For bein` 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 (touchdown!)
Then I do the ninety shuffle so

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
Footballs
I`m talkin` about footballs dude

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