"Balls Out" as written by James M. Franks and Matthew Stigliano....
Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick
Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick

I don't give a shit about celebrity
But motherfuckers did ya happen to see who's here? Me
The bottom feeder at the top of the food chain
Frontin' from the back of the line on some dud named
After car parts that as fast as a spark hitting gas
Starts a fire gets wired from barbs that
Cut like a jalapeno popper fart
Burnin' up an asshole that once ripped apart
Punched hard but it ain't like I ever cared if I went
Too far as stitches left scars from more clowns bent
Outta shape than the cirque de soleil ever had so
Though he throws his weight around he's still in my shadow
In the dark so he doesn't know his girl remarked that I make her
Laugh on the inside but I can hear it later
With my dick as her other cunt gets screwed
In the process I got to get hot chicks nude

The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches
The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches

Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up

Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick
Potent is the flow which is wicked sick
So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick

Thanks to you bitches I got more screams
Than David Arquette's resume what that means
Is my job involves getting' mobbed like John Gotti
Dressed to kill like I'm Gianni Bersace
But I gotta be so when a gimp limps back for more
In a huff like that fat kid that had to sit out for
Every gym class due to his asthma that wore
One correctional shoe but still passed that I swore
I spotted at the smorgasbord sprintin' for seconds
That I reckon ain't as sloppy as the leftovers gettin'
Me clocked by blocked cock pissed my tryst with his missus
Got her panties in a bunch just like his is
That my face between her legs because that could be
What convinced this dick getting' hard I'm a pussy
But if that were my name I would have autographed her breasts with
Motherfuckin' dollar signs instead of s's

The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches
The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches

Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up
Balls out my life is a slut
This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up


Lyrics submitted by AlkalineArmy

"Balls Out" as written by Matthew Stigliano James M. Franks

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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    General CommentI'd say this song is about live life hard. Working hard and playing hard. Look at the coures,
    balls out my life is a slut, this dick don't hit the bottom but i fuck the sides up.
    he's saying he lives life to the point where he fuckes up the pussy walls of life. By saying this dick don't hit the bottom he's making the metaphor of having a small dick to say that he may not have come into life with the most nature ability at things, but it doesn't matter because he hits it so fucking hard. Great metaphor.
    roland1999on March 02, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthe lyrics are evil, but I love it. Indurstrial BHG!
    JAStewarton September 29, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song makes me think of "Yummy Down On This".
    miton September 30, 2005   Link
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    General Commentmit i know what you mean, but this song is fucking amazing
    infamoustex62on February 08, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWhy are you inside my house? you're just my fucking mailman!

    i love it!
    headspaceon February 09, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentHah, wrong song!
    headspaceon February 09, 2006   Link
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    General Commentspot on roland.

    this is a clever song
    daddioon February 11, 2007   Link
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    General Comment"My job involves gettin' mobbed like John Gotti/Dressed to kill like I'm Gianni Versace"--I'm counting five puns in two lines. Has there ever been a better verse in any song, ever?
    DJacques75on June 07, 2007   Link

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