Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you technically
I'm not even really supposed to be here now
So fuck it, as well make the most of it

(Yeah)

(Feels good)


(Guess I'm lucky)

(Some of us get a second chance)

(But I ain't this one)

(Nah, man)

(Shit, I feel like I can do now)

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

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

There's a storm comin' that the weather man couldn't
I start the ball, prick, you better flee I get ticked
a rap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked
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 rap as if it's my last
You can die in the of an eye

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

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

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

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

Cinderella man, Cinderella man,
man, Cinderella man

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get back if the stakes are high, shit, I ain't even suppose to be by the grace of God
The skin on my teeth and the hair on my nuts, I by
Now y'all are on thin ice with weights, I'd hate to lie
How fuckin' 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 mirror it when I stand it
Your pussy lyric, I hear it
Who pyramids and raps circles around square lyrics?

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

Cinderella man, Cinderella man,
Cinderella man, man

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