Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you technically
I'm not even 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 blowing one)

(Nah, man)

(Shit, I feel I can do anything now)

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

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

a storm comin' that the weather man couldn't predict
I start the ball, prick, you 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 punch ya to the ground, ya

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 keep winking and blowin'
your flirting with death, I'm destroying your livelihood
I ain't 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 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 behind you like, woo

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

Now who 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 his name

Cinderella man, man, Cinderella
Cinderella man, man

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

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

Rewound the future to the present, it don't ask how
Fuck the past motherfucker, he's the shit right now
man, Cinderella 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 with the Cinderella
Nor did he to do the same, he can't afford to be

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

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

Get back if the stakes are high, shit, I ain't even to be here 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 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 it, Proof us here in spirit and I'm the spittin' image
I'll mirror it when I near it
pussy lyric, I couldn't hear it
Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square

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

Cinderella man, Cinderella man,
man, Cinderella man

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