Bizarre - My Ballz lyrics

[Intro - Eminem] Ballz, Ballz, Ballz [x2] You'll never touch my... [Hook - 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 [Verse 1 - Swifty McVay] 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 n***a was talkin' (Punk, punk) And I ain't gotta prove you nothin' I do it and you ain't gotta push my bu*tons [Verse 2 - 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 then 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 ball, you haveAnnotate to k** me And any player in my way, I'm folding Damn it, caught holdin' [Hook - Eminem] [Verse 3 - Eminem] Football, Football, I love football Yes, tres, dos, uno Dos, tres, f**, sh**, b**h, a**hole son of a b**h Everybody cuddle, blah I mean huddle I just stepped in a mud puddle, bu*thole Freak, who just tapped on my a** cheek Nevermind, let's try a 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 bu*t 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, whoop 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 the 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 a** again Everybody's laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth down 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 wit no pants on Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touch down yeah I told ya It's the longest yard [Hook - Eminem] [Verse 4 - 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 k**as, 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 [Verse 5 - Proof] Yack is high, I got the highest yack 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, ?? try and sack us No matter how big they flyin' backwards Wide reciever, recievin' wide For every stride in my life, yo I breathe and die [Verse 6 - Kon Artis] Defense is playin' a pa** Then the quarterback peeps and screams (2, 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 pa** the ball to Proof (Ooooh) 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 Then I do the ninety shuffle so [Hook - Eminem] [Outro - Eminem] Footballs I'm talkin' about footballs dude