Cinderella Man

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Eminem

Marshall Bruce Mathers III (born October 17, 1972), known professionally as Eminem (/ˌɛmɪˈnɛm/; often stylized as EMINƎM), is an American rapper, songwriter, record producer, record executive, and actor. He is consistently cited as one of the greatest and most influential artists of all time in any genre, with Rolling Stone ranking him 83rd on its list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time and labelling him the "King of Hip Hop". He will often be called " Slim Shady" at times. He has gotten into quite some rap battles against MGK, ( Machine Gun Kelly) Snoop Dog, etc. more »

Year:

2015

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Yeah,
You know technically
I'm not even supposed to be here right now
So f*ck 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, f*ck 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

F*ck 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
F*ck 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

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