Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you know
I'm not even supposed to be here right now
So it, might 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 blowing one)

(Nah, man)

(Shit, I feel I can do anything now)

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

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

There's a comin' that the weather man couldn't predict
I the ball, prick, you better flee 'cause 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

It's a trap, fuck my CD, that shit's in my trash
I be god if another rapper gets in my ass
I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if it's my
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 just your rep, I catch a flow and get goin'
No remorse, I'm showin', slowin' for no one

there is nothing you can do about it
Zeroin' on the like 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 to hype ya up stand behind you like, woo

That 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
This game could afford to lose him, how bout you?

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

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
Cinderella man, man
Cinderella man, man

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

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

Cinderella man, send the fellow Shady, came
To the game up in cellophane, raise hell from hell he came
But come to bore you with the Cinderella story
Nor did he come to do the same, he afford 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 case of
Consider it his hurrah

The de grace, raise 'em high in the sky, keep 'em up
Time to bring the alive, thanks for being patient
I will make no more mistakes, shit, my baked, homie
The on my plate can fly, my filet 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 and the hair on my nuts, I skated by
Now are on thin ice with 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 mirror it when I stand it
pussy lyric, I couldn't hear it
Who forms pyramids and raps circles square lyrics?

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

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 time ah
Cinderella man, man
Cinderella man, man