Eminem Cinderella Man (Recovery, 2010)

Текст песни "Eminem — Cinderella Man (Recovery, 2010)"

Yeah, you know technically, I'm not even really suppose to be here, right now
So fuck it, might as well make the most of it
Feels good! Whooooooo!
Guess I'm lucky, some of us don't get a second chance
But I aint blowing this one... nah man...
Haha, shit I feel like I can do anything now

(Verse 1)

Who could catch lighting in a bottle, set fire to water
Coming out the nozzle on the fire hose, fly out and swat a

(Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man, Cinderella man)

Smash an hour glass, grab the sand, take his hands and cuff 'em
Spit around to freeze a clock, take the hands of time and cuff 'em

(Cinderella man, Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man)

Theres a storm coming that the weather man couldn't predict
I start to ball prick, you betta flee cause I get ticked
It's a wrap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked
I got up im back to punch you to the ground, you trick, it’s a trap
Fuck my last CD, that shits in my trash
I be goddamn 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 bat your eyelashes
And keep winking and blowing kisses, cause your flirting with death
Im destroying your livelihood, I aint just hurting your rep
I catch a flow and get going otherwise im showing they slowing
For knowing no one is nothing 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
Arsonic flow, lighter fluid saliva, what can you do?
Go get your crew to hype you up, stand behind you like “woo!”
That boys 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 about 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, he's in your ass he's all up in your psyche, too
Now what’s his name?

(Hook)

Cinda-rella Man, Cinda-ella Man, Cinda-rella, Cinda-rella Man, Cinda-rella Man
(Hey Hey)
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

(Verse 2)

Fuck catchin lighting, he struck it, screams shut up at thunder
Than flip 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

(Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man)

Cinderella Man sent a fellow Shady dame, 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, or can afford to be
A lamo in this day in age, and at this stage in the game
Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly, so say bye
To the old HI to the new ca-so-ra
Consider it his last hoorah, the coupe de gra
Raise them high in the sky, keep em up
Time to bring the place alive, thanks for being patient
I will make no more mistakes, shit my potatoes baked homie
The veggies on my plate can fly, my fillet is smoking weed
Get back if the stakes are high
Shit I aint even suppose to be here by the grace of God
The skin on my teeth and the hair on my nuts, I skated by
Now ya'll are on thin ice with ankle weights, I'd hate to lie
How fucking irritated are you, how much in your face am I!
And aint shit you can do, but fear it, Proof is here in spirit
And I'm a spitting image, I mirror it when I stand near it
Your pussy lyric, I cunt hear it
Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square