Cinderella Man

[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

(Amen, Amen)

Yeah! Ha ha, feels good

Guess I'm lucky

Some of us don't get a second chance

But I ain't blowin' this one

Nah, man, ha ha

Shit, I feel like I can do anything now

[Bridge: Eminem]

Who can catch lightning in the 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

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)

[Verse 1: Eminem]

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, fuck my last CD, the shit's in my trash

I'll be goddamned 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 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 "Whooo!"

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 him, he don't blame you

Frankly, he would too

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

[Refrain: Eminem]

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, (Hey!), he's in your ass

He's all up in your psyche too

Now, what's his name?

[Chorus: Kobe]

(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)

[Bridge 2: Eminem]

Fuck catchin' lightning, 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, mothafucka

He's the shit right now, he's

(Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man

Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man)

[Verse 2: Eminem]

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 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 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 bein' patient, I

Will 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 are high

Shit, I ain't even suppose to be here by the grace of God

The skin of 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?

It ain't shit you could do but fear it, Proof is here in spirit

And I'm the 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

[Refrain: Eminem]

Who? Here's a clue (Hey!)

He came to the ball in his wife beater, lost his Nike shoe

It's in your ass, (Hey!), he's in your ass

He's all up in your psyche too

(Hey!) Now, (Hey!) what's his name?

[Chorus: Kobe]

(Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man

Cinderella, 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)