Luyện nghe bài hát Cinderella Man

Yeah, you know
I'm not even really 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 don't get a chance)

(But I ain't this one)

(Nah, man)

(Shit, I feel like I can do now)

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

Smash an hour glass, grab the sand, take his and cuff 'em
Spin around to freeze the clock, take the hands of 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 flee 'cause I get ticked
It's a rap, I was down, when I was I was kicked
I got up, I'm 'bout to ya to the ground, ya trick

It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my
I be god damned if rapper gets in my ass
I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if my last
You can die in the of an eye

So bat ya eyelashes, and keep and blowin' kisses
'Cause flirting with death, I'm destroying your livelihood
I ain't just hurting your rep, I 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 a marksman, the target is you, I shut ya lane down
Took ya spot, parked in it too, watchin' it flow, lighter fluid, what can ya do?
Go get ya crew to hype ya up stand you like, woo

That boy's hot to melt hell, burn Satan too
Fry his ass, and put his asses back together glue
See you can hate 'em, he don't blame you he would too
This game could I'll afford to him, how bout you?

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

Cinderella man, Cinderella man,
man, Cinderella man

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

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

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

Cinderella man, send the fellow Shady, came
To wrap the game up in cellophane, raise from hell he came
But didn't come to 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 stage of the
can no longer be allowed to fly, so say bye
To the O-H-I, to the new of rock
it his last hurrah

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

Get back if the are high, shit, I ain't even suppose to be here by the grace of God
The skin on my teeth and the hair on my nuts, I 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 do but fear it, Proof us here in spirit and I'm the spittin' image
I'll it when I stand near it
Your lyric, I couldn't hear it
Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square

Who? Heres a
He came to the ball in his
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
man, Cinderella man
Cinderella man, man
Music is my time ah
Cinderella man, man
man, Cinderella man