Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you technically
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 blowing this one)

(Nah, man)

(Shit, I like I can do anything now)

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

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

There's a storm that the weather man couldn't predict
I start the ball, prick, you better 'cause I get ticked
It's a rap, I was down, when I was down I was
I got up, I'm to punch ya to the ground, ya trick

It's a trap, fuck my last CD, shit's in my trash
I be god damned if another rapper 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 kisses
'Cause your flirting with death, I'm destroying your
I just hurting your rep, I catch a flow and get goin'
No remorse, I'm showin', they for no one

Knowin' is nothing 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 ya up stand behind you like, woo

That boy's hot enough to hell, burn Satan too
Fry his ass, and put his back together with glue
See you can hate 'em, he don't blame you frankly he too
This game I'll 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

man, Cinderella 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 struck it, screamed up and thundered
Flipped the world upside down and it rain upward
man, Cinderella man
Cinderella man, man

Rewound the future to the present, paused it ask how
Fuck the motherfucker, he's the shit right now he's
man, Cinderella man
Cinderella man, man

Cinderella man, send the fellow Shady, dang
To wrap the game up in cellophane, raise hell hell he came
But didn't to bore you with the Cinderella story
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 hurrah

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

Get back if the stakes are high, shit, I even suppose 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 weights, I'd hate to lie
How fuckin' irritated are you? How much in ya am I?

It ain't shit you could do but fear it, us here in spirit and I'm the spittin' image
I'll it when I stand near it
Your pussy lyric, I couldn't it
Who forms pyramids and raps around square lyrics?

Who? 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
man, Cinderella 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