Cinderella Man Lyrics - Recovery - Eminem

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 

Yeah! 

Feels good! 

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 

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Who can catch lightning in the bottle, set fire to water? 

Coming out the nozzle on the 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 and freeze the clock, take the hands of time and cuff 'em 

(Cinderella man, Cinderella man 

Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

There's a storm coming that the weatherman couldn't predict 

I start the 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 

Fuck my last CD, the 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 the blink of an eye 

So bat your eyelashes, and keep winking and blowing kisses 

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'Cause you're flirting with death 

I'm destroying your livelihood, I ain't just hurting your rep 

I catch a flow and get going, no remorse I'm showing, ain't slowing for no one 

Knowing there is nothing 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 "Whoooo!" 

That boy's hot enough to melt Hell, burn Satan too 

Fry his ass and put his ashes back together with glue 

See you can hate em, he don't blame you frankly he would too 

This game could ill afford to lose him, how 'bout you? 

Now guess who? 

Here's a clue 

He came to a 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) 

(Cinderella, Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

If I had a time machine, I'd be Cinderella man 

Music is my time machine so call me (Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

(Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

Fuck catching lightning, he struck it, screamed "Shut up" at thunder and 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, mothafucka, he's the shit right now he's 

(Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

(Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

Cinderella man, Cinder Fellow, 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, 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 being patient, I will make no more mistakes 

Shit, my potato's baked, homie, the veggies on my plate can fly 

My filet is smoking weed, yeah, faggot, the steaks are high 

Shit, I ain't 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 y'all are on thin ice with ankle weights I hate to lie 

How fucking irritated are you? How much in your face am I? 

It ain't shit you could do but fear it 

Proof is here in spirit and I'm the spitting image 

I'll mirror it when I stand near it, your pussy lyric: I "cunt" hear it 

Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square lyricists, who? 

Here's a clue 

He came to a 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) 

(Cinderella man, Cinderella, Cinderella man) 

If I had a time machine 

(Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

I'd be 

Music is my time machine so call me (Cinderella man, Cinderella man) 

(Cinderella man, Cinderella man)