Song Lyrics

Yeah
You know, technically
I'm not even really supposed to be here right now
So f*ck it
Might as well make the most of it

Yeah
Feels good, woo
Guess I'm lucky
Some of us don't get a second chance
But I ain't blowing this one
Nah, man
Shit, I feel like I can do anything now

Who can catch lighting in a bottle? Set fire to water?
Comin' out the nozzle on the fire hose? Flyer than swatters?
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Smash an hourglass, grab the sand, takes his hands and cup 'em
Spin around to freeze the 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 trick
It's a trap, f*ck my last CD, that shit's in my trash
I'll be God-damned 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 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 nothin' you can do about it
Zero in on the 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, he's in your ass, he's all up in your psyche too (hey)
Now, what's his name (hey)

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

F*ck catchin' lighting, 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
F*ck the past, motherfucker, he's the shit right now, he's
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man

Cinderella man Cinder-fella Shady Dane
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 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 sera
Consider it his last hurrah
The coupe de grace, raise 'em high in the sky
Keep 'em up, time to bring the place alive
Thanks for bein' patient I will make no more mistakes, shit my
Potatoes 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 supposed to be here by the grace of God
The skin on my teeth and the 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 a 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)
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

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

If I had a time machine
Cinderella man
Cinderella man (I'd be)
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Music is my time machine
So call me
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man

Jemal Harris, Marshall Bruce Mathers

The duration of Cinderella Man is 4:39 minutes and seconds.