Eminem - Cinderella Man (Lyrics)

Eminem - Cinderella Man (Lyrics) Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ Follow Eminem: #Eminem #CinderellaMan #CurtainCall2 #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics: Yeah, you know, technically I’m not even really supposed to be here right now So fuck it, might as well make the most of it (Amen) Yeah! Ha-ha (Amen) Feels good (Amen) Woo! (Amen) Guess I’m lucky (Amen) Some of us don’t get a second chance (Amen) But I ain’t blowin’ this one (Amen) Nah, man, ha-ha (Amen) Shit, I feel like I can do anything now [Verse 1: Eminem & Kobe] Who can catch lightning in a bottle, set fire to water Comin’ out the nozzle on a fire hose, flyer than swatters? Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Smash an hourglass, grab the sand, take his hands and cup ’em Spit a rhyme to freeze a 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 start to bug, prick, you better flee, ’cause I get ticked It’s a wrap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked I got up, I’m back to punch you to the ground, you’re tricked It’s a trap, fuck my last CD, the shit’s in my trash I’ll be goddamned 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 the blink of an eye, so bat your eyelashes And keep winkin’ and blowin’ kisses ’cause you’re flirtin’ with death I’m destroyin’ your livelihood, I ain’t just hurtin’ your rep I catch a flow and get goin’, no remorse I’m showin’, ain’t slowin’ For no one, knowin’ there’s nothin’ you can do about it Zero in on my target like a marksman, the target is you I shut your lane down, took your spot, parked in it too Arsenic flow, lighter fluid, saliva—what can you do? Go get your crew to 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 So you can hate him, he don’t blame you, frankly, he would too This game could ill afford to lose him, how ’bout you? [Pre-Chorus: Eminem & Kobe] Now guess who? (Hey) Here’s a clue (Hey) He came to the ball in his wife beater, lost his Nike shoe It’s in your ass (Hey), he’s in your ass, he’s all up in your psyche too (Hey) Now (Hey) what’s his name? [Chorus: Kobe] Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man (Hey) Cinderella, Cinderella Man (Hey) Cinderella Man (Hey, hey) If I had a time machine I’d be Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Music is my time machine So call me Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man [Verse 2: Eminem & Kobe] Fuck catchin’ lightning, 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, paused it, don’t ask how Fuck the past, motherfucker, he’s the shit right now, he’s Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man Cinderella man, Cinderfella Shady Dane, came To wrap the game up in cellophane, raise hell, from Hell he came But didn’t come to bore you with the Cinderella story Nor did he come to do the same old can’t afford to be A lame-o in this day and age and at this stage of the game Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly, so say bye To the old, H-I to the new, que será Consider it his last hurrah, the coup de grâce, raise ’em high In the sky, keep ’em up, time to bring the place alive Thanks for bein’ patient, I won’t make no more mistakes, shit, my Potato’s baked, homie, the veggies on my plate can fly My filet is smokin’ weed—yeah, faggot, the stakes are high Shit, I ain’t even s’posed to be here by the grace of God The skin on my teeth and a hair on my nuts, I skated by Now y’all are on thin ice with ankle weights, I’d hate to lie How fuckin’ irritated are you? How much in your face am I? And ain’t shit you can do but fear it, Proof is here in spirit And I’m his 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? [Pre-Chorus: Eminem & Kobe] Who? (Hey) Here’s a clue (Hey) He came to the ball in his wife beater, lost his Nike shoe It’s in your ass (Hey), he’s in your ass, he’s all up in your psyche too (Hey) Now (Hey) what’s his name? [Chorus: Kobe] Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man (Hey) Cinderella, Cinderella Man (Hey) Cinderella Man (Hey, hey) If I had a time machine I’d be Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man