Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you know
I'm not even supposed to be here right now
So fuck it, might as make the most of it

(Yeah)

(Feels good)


(Guess I'm lucky)

(Some of us don't get a chance)

(But I ain't this one)

(Nah, man)

(Shit, I feel like I can do now)

Who can lightning in the bottle, set fire to water
Commin' out the nozzle on the fire hose, flyer swatters
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man

Smash an glass, grab the sand, take his hands and cuff 'em
Spin around to freeze the clock, take the of time and cuff 'em
Cinderella man, man
Cinderella man, man

a storm comin' that the weather man couldn't predict
I the ball, prick, you better flee 'cause I get ticked
It's a rap, I was down, when I was down I was
I got up, I'm 'bout to ya to the ground, ya trick

a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my trash
I be god damned if rapper gets in my ass
I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if my last
You can die in the of an eye

So bat ya eyelashes, and keep winking and kisses
'Cause your flirting with death, I'm destroying your
I ain't just hurting your rep, I catch a flow and get
No remorse, I'm showin', they for no one

Knowin' there is you can do about it
on the target like a marksman, the target is you, I shut ya lane down
Took ya spot, parked in it too, watchin' it flow, lighter fluid, what can ya do?
Go get ya crew to ya up stand behind you like, woo

boy's hot enough to melt hell, burn Satan too
Fry his ass, and put his asses back together glue
See you can 'em, he don't blame you frankly he would too
game could I'll afford to lose him, how bout you?

Now guess who
Here's a clue, he came to a in a wife beater, lost his Nike shoe
in ya ass, he's in ya ass, he's all up in ya psyche, too
Now what's his

Cinderella man, man, Cinderella
man, Cinderella man

If I had a machine, I'm passin' ya
Cinderella man, man
Cinderella man, man
Music is my time
man, Cinderella man
Cinderella man, man

Fuck catching lightnin', he it, screamed shut up and thundered
the world upside down and made it rain upward
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man

Rewound the to the present, paused it don't ask how
the past motherfucker, he's the shit right now he's
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man

Cinderella man, send the fellow Shady, dang
To wrap the game up in cellophane, raise hell hell he came
But didn't come to you with the Cinderella story
Nor did he come to do the same, he can't to be

A label in this day and age and at this of the game
Mediocrity can no be allowed to fly, so say bye
To the O-H-I, to the new of rock
Consider it his last

The coupe de grace, raise 'em in the sky, keep 'em up
Time to bring the alive, thanks for being patient
I will make no mistakes, shit, my potatoes baked, homie
The on my plate can fly, my filet is smoking weed

Get back if the stakes are high, shit, I ain't even suppose to be by the grace of God
The on my teeth and the hair on my nuts, I skated by
Now are on thin ice with ankle weights, I'd hate to lie
How fuckin' irritated are you? How in ya face am I?

It shit you could do but fear it, Proof us here in spirit and I'm the spittin' image
I'll it when I stand near it
pussy lyric, I couldn't hear it
Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square

Who? a clue
He came to the ball in his
Lost his Nike shoe, it's in ya ass, in ya ass
all up in ya psyche, too

Cinderella man, Cinderella man,
Cinderella man, man

If I had a machine, I'm passin' ya
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man
Music is my machine ah
Cinderella man, man
Cinderella man, man