Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you know
I'm not even really supposed to be here 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 blowing this one)

(Nah, man)

(Shit, I feel like I can do now)

Who can lightning in the bottle, set fire to water
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 hands and 'em
Spin around to freeze the clock, take the hands of time and 'em
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man

There's a storm comin' that the man couldn't predict
I the ball, prick, you better 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, my last CD, that shit's in my trash
I be god damned if another gets 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 and blowin' kisses
'Cause your flirting with death, I'm destroying your
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 target like a marksman, the 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 melt hell, burn too
Fry his ass, and put his back together with glue
See you can 'em, he don't blame you frankly he would too
This game could I'll to lose him, how bout you?

Now guess 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 his name

man, Cinderella man, Cinderella
Cinderella man, man

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

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

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

Cinderella man, send the fellow Shady, came
To wrap the game up in cellophane, raise hell from he came
But didn't come to bore you with the story
Nor did he come to do the same, he can't 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 of rock
Consider it his hurrah

The coupe de grace, 'em high in the sky, keep 'em up
Time to bring the alive, thanks for being patient
I will no more mistakes, shit, my potatoes baked, homie
The on my plate 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 on my teeth and the hair on my nuts, I skated by
Now y'all are on thin ice with ankle weights, I'd 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
mirror it when I stand near it
Your lyric, I couldn't hear it
Who pyramids and raps circles around square lyrics?

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

Cinderella man, man, Cinderella
Cinderella man, man

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