My Ballz - The Longest Yard Soundtrack (Explicit)

[ Intro ] [ Eminem ]
 Ballz, Ballz, Ballz x2
 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 x2
 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 nigga was talkin'*punk echoes*
 And I ain't gotta prove you nothin'
 I do it and you ain't gotta push my buttons
 [ 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 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?
 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'
 Dammit, called holden
 [ 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, 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 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 *murmurs*
 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 wit no pants on
 Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touch down yeah I told ya
 It's the longest yard
 [ Chorus ] [ 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 killas, my team's gorillas
 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 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, I breathe and die
 [ Verse 6 ] [ Kon Artis ]
 Defense is playin' 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 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
 [ Chorus ] [ Eminem ]
 [ Outro ] [ Eminem ]
 Footballs
 I'm talkin' about footballs dude