Eminem - Cinderella Man (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Eminem - Cinderella Man (en) Lyrics
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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
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
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
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?
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?
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man (Hey)
Cinderella, Cinderella Man (Hey)
Cinderella Man (Hey, hey)
If I had a time machine
I'd be Cinderella Man
Music is my time machine
So call me
Fuck catchin' lightning, he struck it,
screamed, "Shut up!" at thunder
Then flipped the world upside
down and made it rain upward
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, 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?
Who? (Hey) Here's a clue (Hey)
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