Cinderella Man

Eminem

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    [Intro]
    Yeah...
    You know, technically...
    I'm not even really supposed to be here right now
    So fuck it
    Might as well make the most of it

    Feels good!
    Guess I'm lucky
    Some of us don't get a second chance
    But I ain't blowing this one
    Nah, man...
    Shit, I feel like I can do anything now

    [Verse 1]
    Who can catch lightning in the bottle, set fire to water?
    Coming out the nozzle on the fire hose
    Flyer than swatters

    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man...

    Smash an hourglass, grab the sand, take his hands and cup 'em
    Spit a rhyme to freeze the clock, take the hands of time and cuff 'em

    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man...

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    There's a storm comin' that the weatherman couldn't predict
    I start the bug, prick, you better flee, 'cause I get ticked
    It's a rap, I was down, when I was down, I was kicked
    I got up, I'm back to punch you to the ground, you trick, it's a trap
    Fuck my last CD, that shit's in my trash
    I be god damned if another rapper gets in my ass
    I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if it's my last
    You can die in the blink of an eye
    So bat your eyelashes, and keep winking and blowing kisses
    Cause you're flirting with death
    I'm destroying your livelihood, I ain't just hurting your rap
    I catch a flow and get going
    No remorse I'm showing, ain't slowing for no one
    Knowing there is nothing you can do about it
    Zero is on my target like a marksman
    The target is you
    I shut your lane down
    Took your spot, parked in it too
    Arsenic flow, lighter fluid saliva, what can you do?
    Go get your crew to hype you up, stand behind you like "whoooo!"
    That boy's hot enough to melt hell, burn Satan too
    Fry his ass and put his ashes back together with glue
    See you can hate him, he don't blame you, frankly he would too
    This game could ill afford to lose him
    How 'bout you? Now guess who? (hey)
    Here's a clue (hey)
    He came to a ball in his wife beater
    Lost his Nike shoe
    It's in your ass
    He's in your ass, he's all up in your psyche too
    Now, what's his name?

    [Hook]
    Cinda-rella man, Cinda-rella man, Cinda-rella, Cinda-rella man, Cinda-rella man
    (Hey Hey)
    (If I had a time machine I'd be Cin...)
    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man Cinderella man
    (Music is my time machine, so call me)
    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man

    [Verse 2]
    Fuck catchin' lighting, he struck it, screamed "shut up" at thunder
    And flipped the world upside down, and made it rain upward

    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man

    Rewound the future to the present, paused it, don't ask how
    Fuck the past, motherfucker, he's the shit right now!

    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man

    Cinderella man, Cinderfella, Shady dane
    Came to wrap the game up in cellophane
    Raise hell, from hell he came
    But didn't come to bore you with the Cinderella story
    Nor did he come to do the same, he can't afford to be
    A lame-o in this day and age
    And at this stage of the game
    Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly
    So say bye to the old
    "H-I" to the new que sera
    Consider it his last hurrah
    The coup de gras
    Raise 'em high in the sky, keep 'em up
    Time to bring the place alive
    Thanks for being patient, I will make no more mistakes
    Shit, my... potato's baked homie

    Yeah, fag, the steaks are high!
    Shit, I ain't even suppose to be here
    By the grace of god, the skin on my teeth
    And the hair on my nuts, I skated by
    Now ya'll are on thin ice with ankle weights, I hate to lie
    How fucking irritated are you? How much in your face am I?
    And ain't shit you can do, but fear it,
    Proof is here in spirit
    And I'm a spitting image, I mirror it when I stand near it
    Your pussy lyric, I "cunt" hear it
    Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square lyricists, who? (hey)
    Here's a clue (hey)
    He came to a ball in his wife beater
    Lost his Nike shoe
    It's in your ass
    He's in your ass, he's all up in your psyche too
    Now, what's his name?

    [Hook]
    Cinda-rella man, Cinda-rella man, Cinda-rella, Cinda-rella man, Cinda-rella man, (hey hey)
    (If I had a time machine...)
    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man
    (Music is my time machine, so call me...)
    Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man

    Información de la canción

    Composición: Eminem y Jemal Alphonso Harris

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