Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you know
I'm not really supposed to be here right now
So fuck it, might as well make the 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 catch in the bottle, set fire to water
Commin' out the nozzle on the hose, flyer than swatters
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man

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

There's a storm that the weather man couldn't predict
I start the ball, prick, you better 'cause I get ticked
a rap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked
I got up, I'm to punch ya to the ground, ya trick

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

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

there is nothing you can do about it
Zeroin' on the target a marksman, the target is you, I shut ya lane down
Took ya spot, parked in it too, watchin' it flow, fluid, saliva what can ya do?
Go get ya crew to hype ya up stand you like, woo

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

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

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
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man

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

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

Cinderella man, send the fellow Shady, came
To wrap the game up in cellophane, hell from hell he came
But didn't come to bore you 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 stage of the game
Mediocrity can no longer be to fly, so say bye
To the O-H-I, to the new of rock
it his last hurrah

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

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

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

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

Cinderella man, Cinderella man,
man, Cinderella man

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