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  • Текст песни Eminem - Cinderella Man

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    [Intro]
    Yeah, you know technically
    I'm not even really supposed to be here right now
    So f**k it, mine as well make the most of it

    Yeah, feels good, guess I'm lucky
    Some of us don't get a second chance
    But I ain't blowin' this one, nah man
    Sh** I feel like I can do anythin' now

    [Verse One]
    Who can catch lightnin' in the 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 hour glass grab the sand take his hands an 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 weather man couldn't predict
    I start the bug prick you better flea '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, f**k my last CD, the sh**'s in my trash
    I'll be g**damn if another rapper gets in my a**
    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 your 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 nuttin' 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 whoo!

    That boy's hot enough to melt hell, burn Satan too
    Fry his a** 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

    [Chorus]
    Who? (Hey) Here's a clue (hey)
    He came to the ball in a wife beater, lost his Nike shoe
    It's in ya a** (hey) he's in ya a**
    He's all up in your psyche too (hey) now, what's his name?

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

    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 Two]
    F**k catchin' lightnin' he struck it, screamed shut up and 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
    F**k the past muthaf**ka, he's the sh** 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 ya with the Cinderella story nor did he
    Come to do the same-ole 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 Sera, consider it his last hurrah
    The coup de grace, 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 sh**
    My, potatoes baked homie, the veggies on my plate can fly
    My filet is smokin' w**d, yeah f**got the steaks are high

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