My Ballz Lyrics - The Longest Yard [soundtrack] - Soundtrack

[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 

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[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 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 holton 

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[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 yikes, 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? 

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, 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 tragic 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] 

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 

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 dinerio 

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