Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you technically
I'm not even really 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 like I can do anything now)

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

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

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

It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my
I be god damned if another rapper 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 and blowin' kisses
'Cause your flirting with death, I'm destroying your
I just hurting your rep, I catch a flow and get goin'
No remorse, I'm showin', they for no one

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

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

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

man, Cinderella man, Cinderella
Cinderella man, 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 struck it, shut up and thundered
Flipped the world upside down and made it rain
man, Cinderella man
Cinderella man, man

Rewound the future to the present, paused it ask how
the past motherfucker, he's the shit right now he's
Cinderella man, man
Cinderella man, man

Cinderella man, send the fellow Shady, came
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 to do the same, he can't afford to be

A label in this day and age and at this of the game
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 in the sky, keep 'em up
Time to bring the place alive, thanks for patient
I will make no more mistakes, shit, my potatoes baked,
The veggies on my plate can fly, my is smoking weed

Get if the stakes 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 by
Now are on thin ice with ankle 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 in spirit and I'm the spittin' image
I'll mirror it I stand near it
Your pussy lyric, I couldn't it
Who forms pyramids and raps circles around lyrics?

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

Cinderella man, man, Cinderella
man, Cinderella man

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