Cinderella Man Chords by Eminem

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[Chorus]
N.C.                     
Yeah You know technically
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I'm not even really supposed to be here right now
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So fuck it might as well make the most of it
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Yeah Feels good ■ 
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Guess I'm lucky
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Some of us don't get a second chance
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■  But I ain't blowing this one
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Nah man
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Shit I feel like I can do anything now


[Verse]
                                                  Ab   
Who can catch lightning in the bottle set fire to water
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Coming out the nozzle on the fire hose flyer than swatters
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(cinderella man Cinderella ■   ■  ■   man
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Cinderella man Cinderella man)
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Smash an hourglass grab the sand take his hands and cup 'em
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Spit a rhyme and freeze the clock take the hands of time and cuff 'em
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(cinderella man Cinderella man
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Cinderella ■  ■  man Cinderella man)
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There's a storm coming that the weatherman couldn't predict
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I start the bug prick you better flee cause I get ticked
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It's a wrap I was down when I was down I was kicked I got up
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I'm back to punch you to the ground you trick it's a trap
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Fuck my last CD the shit's in my trash
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I'll be god damned if another rapper gets in my ass
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I hit the gas and I spit every rap as if it's my last
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You can die in the blink of an eye
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So bat your eyelashes and keep winking and blowing kisses
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'cause you're flirting with death
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I'm destroying your livelihood I ain't just hurting your rep
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I catch a flow and get going no remorse I'm showing ain't slowing for no one
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Knowing there is nothing you can do about it
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Zero in on the target like a marksman the target is you
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I shut your lane down took your spot parked in it too
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Arsenic flow lighter fluid saliva: what can you do
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Go get your crew to hype you up stand behind you like Whoooo
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That boy's hot enough to melt Hell burn Satan too
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Fry his ass and put his ashes back together with glue
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See you can hate em he don't blame you frankly he would too
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This game could ill afford to lose him how 'bout you
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Now guess who
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Here's a clue
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He came to a ball in his wife beater lost his Nike shoe
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It's in your ass he's in your ass he's all up in your psyche too ■  


[Chorus]
Bb7 Ab7 Ab         Bbm 
■   Now what's his name
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If I had a time machine I'd be Cinderella man
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Music is my time machine so call me


[Verse]
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Fuck catching lightning he struck it screamed Shut up at thunder and flipped the world upside
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down and made it  rain upward
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Rewound the future to the present paused it don't ask how
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Fuck the past mothafucka he's the shit right now ■  he's ■ 
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Cinderella man Cinder Fellow Shady dane
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Came to wrap the game up in cellophane raise hell from Hell he came
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But didn't come to bore you with the Cinderella story
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Nor did he come to do the same can't afford to be a lameo
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In this day and age and at this stage of the game
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Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly
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So say bye to the old HI to the new que será
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Consider it his last hurrah the coup de grâce
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Raise 'em high in the sky keep 'em up time to bring the place alive
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Thanks for being patient I will make no more mistakes
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Shit my potato's baked homie the veggies on my plate can fly
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My filet is smoking weed yeah faggot the steaks are high
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Shit I ain't even suppose to be here
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By the grace of God the skin on my teeth and the hair on my nuts I skated by
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Now y'all are on thin ice with ankle weights I hate to lie
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How fucking irritated are you How much in your face am I
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It ain't shit you could do but fear it
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Proof is here in spirit and I'm the spitting image
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I'll mirror it when I stand near it your pussy lyric: I cunt hear it
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Who forms pyramids and raps circles around square lyricists who
         Bb  
Here's a clue
                         Bb                            
He came to a ball in his wife beater lost his Nike shoe
                 Bb                                             
It's in your ass he's in your ass he's all up in your psyche too


[Chorus]
Bb                 
Now what's his name
     Ab7               
If I had a time machine
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I'd be
            Bb   Ebm               
Music is my time machine so call me
Ab7 Bbm Ab7 Ab Bbm Ab Bb Bbm
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