Artist: Eminem Album: Recovery Song: Cinderella Man Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: 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 (Ahhhhhh-men, ahhhhhh-men) Yeah! Ha ha, feels good! (Ahhhhhh-men, ahhhhhh-men) Woo! Guess I'm lucky, some of us don't get a second chance (Ahhhhhh-men, ahhhhhh-men) But I ain't blowin this one, nah man (Ahhhhhh-men, ahhhhhh-men) Ha ha, shit I feel like I can do anything now [Eminem] Who can catch lightnin in a 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 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 (Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man) There's a storm comin that the weatherman couldn't predict I start the bug prick, you better flee/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, fuck my last CD the shit's in my trash I'll 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 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 "WOOO!" 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 ya ass (hey) he's in ya ass, he's all up in your psyche too (Hey, hey) Now, what's his name? [Chorus] Cinde-rella, Man, Cinde-rella, Man Cinde-rella, Cinde-rella, Man Cinde-rella, Man, Man, 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 [Eminem] Fuck catchin lightnin 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 Fuck 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 ya with the Cinderella story nor did he come to do the same ol', 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 grāce, raise 'em high in the sky, keep 'em up, time to bring the place alive Thanks for being 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 steaks/stakes are high Shit I ain't even supposed 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) He came to the ball in his wife-beater, lost his Nike shoe It's in ya ass (hey) he's in ya ass, he's all up in your psyche too (Hey, hey) Now, what's his name? [Chorus]