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    (Intro)

    Yeah, you know technically, I'm not even really suppose to be here, right now
    So fuck it, might as well make the most of it
    Feels good! Whooooooo!
    Guess I'm lucky, some of us don't get a second chance
    But I aint blowing this one... nah man...
    Haha, shit I feel like I can do anything now

    (Verse 1)

    Who could catch lighting in a bottle, set fire to water
    Coming out the nozzle on the fire hose, fly out and swat a

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

    Smash an hour glass, grab the sand, take his hands and cuff 'em
    Spit around to freeze a clock, take the hands of time and cuff 'em

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

    Theres a storm coming that the weather man couldn't predict
    I start to ball prick, you betta flee cause I get ticked
    It's a wrap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked
    I got up im back to punch you to the ground, you trick, it’s a trap
    Fuck my last CD, that shits in my trash
    I 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 a blink of an eye, so bat your eyelashes
    And keep winking and blowing kisses, cause your flirting with death
    Im destroying your livelihood, I aint just hurting your rep
    I catch a flow and get going otherwise im showing they slowing
    For knowing no one is nothing 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
    Arsonic flow, lighter fluid saliva, what can you do?
    Go get your crew to hype you up, stand behind you like “woo!”
    That boys 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 about 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
    Now what’s his name?

    (Hook)

    Cinda-rella Man, Cinda-ella Man, Cinda-rella, Cinda-rella Man, Cinda-rella Man
    (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

    (Verse 2)

    Fuck catchin lighting, he struck it, screams shut up at thunder
    Than flip 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

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

    Cinderella Man sent a fellow Shady dame, 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, or can afford to be
    A lamo in this day in age, and at this stage in the game
    Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly, so say bye
    To the old HI to the new ca-so-ra
    Consider it his last hoorah, the coupe de gra
    Raise them 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 potatoes baked homie
    The veggies on my plate can fly, my fillet is smoking weed
    Get back if the stakes are high
    Shit I aint 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 ya'll are on thin ice with ankle weights, I'd hate to lie
    How fucking irritated are you, how much in your face am I!
    And aint shit you can do, but fear it, Proof is here in spirit
    And I'm a spitting 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) heres 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?

    (Hook)

    Cinda-rella Man, Cinda-rella Man, Cinda-rella, Cinda-rella Man, Cinda-rella Man, (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

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