Cinderella Man

  • Yeah,
    You know technically
    I'm not even supposed to be here right now
    So fuck it
    Might as well make the most of it

    Yeah, ha ha,
    Feels good, whoo
    Guess I'm lucky
    Some of us don't get second chance
    But I ain't blowing this one
    Nah man
    Shit I feel like I can do anything now)

    Who can catch lighting in a bottle, set fire to water
    Comin' out the nozzle on the fire hose, flyer than swatters
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Smash an hour glass, grab the sand, takes his hands and cup 'em
    Spin around to freeze the clock, take the hands of time and cuff 'em
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man

    There's a storm comin' that the weatherman couldn't predict
    I've start to ball prick you better flea cause I get ticked
    It's a rap I was down, when I was down I was kicked, I got up
    I'm back to punch ya to the ground ya trick
    It's a trap, fuck my last CD that shit's in my trash
    I'll be God damned if another rapper gets in my ass
    I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if it's my last
    You can die in a blink of an eye, so betcha I'll last
    So keep winkin' and blowin' kisses cause your flirtin' with death
    I'm destroyin' your livelihood, I ain't just hurtin' your rep
    I catch a flow and get goin'
    Or otherwise I'm just knowin' there's nothin' you can do about it
    Zero in on the target like a marksman, the target is you
    I'll shut your lane down, if you can spot the parked in at 2
    Arsenic flower, lighter fluid, saliva what can you do
    Go get your crew, hype you up, stand behind you like "woo"
    That boy's hot enough to melt hell, burn Satan too
    Fry his ass and put his ashes back together with glue
    See you can hate him, he don't blame you, frankly he would too
    This game could ill afford to lose him, how bout you
    Now guess who (Hey)
    Here's a clue (Hey)
    He came to the ball in his wife beater, lost his Nike shoe
    He's in your ass, he's in your ass, he's all up in your psyche too
    Now, what's his name

    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man

    If I had a time machine
    I'd be
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Music is my time machine
    So call me
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man

    Fuck catchin' lighting, he struck it
    Screamed shut up at thunder
    Then flipped the world upside down and made it rain upward
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Rewound the future to the present
    Pause don't ask how
    Fuck the past motherfucker he's the shit right now
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man

    Cinderella man send to fell Shady dey
    Came to wrap the game up in cellophane
    Raise hell from hell he came
    But didn't come to bore you with this Cinderella story, nor did he
    Come to do the same, can't afford to be a label in this day and age
    And at this stage in the game, mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly
    So say goodbye to the old H-I to the new case or I
    Consider it his last hurray
    The coupe de gras, raise 'em high, in the sky
    Keep 'em up time to bring the place alive
    Thanks for bein' patient I will make no more mistakes, shit my
    Potatoes they call me the veggies on my plate can fly
    My fillet is smokin' weed, get back if the stakes are high
    Shit I ain't even supposed to be here by the grace of God
    By the skin of my teeth and the hair on my nuts I skated by
    Now y'all are on thin ice with ankle weights I hate to lie
    Now how fuckin' irritated are you, how much in your face am I
    And there ain't shit you can do but fear it
    Proof is here in spirit and I'm a spittin' image I mirror it
    When I stand near it,
    Your pussy lyric I cunt hear it
    Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square lyricists
    Who? (Hey)
    Here's a clue (Hey)
    He came to the ball in his wife beater and lost his Nike shoe
    It's in your ass, he's all up in your ass, he's in your psyche too
    Now what's his name

    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man

    If I had a time machine
    I'd be
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Music is my time machine
    So call me
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man
    Cinderella man Writer/s: Jemal Harris, Marshall Bruce Mathers
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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