The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
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) yeah
(Amen) feels good
(Amen) woo
(Amen) guess I'm lucky
(Amen) some of us don't get a second chance
(Amen) but I ain't blowin' this one
(Amen) nah, man
(Amen) shit, I feel like I can do anything now
Who can catch lightin' 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, takes his hands and cup 'em
Spin a rhyme to freeze the 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 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, that 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 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, "Woo"
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 your ass (hey), he's in your ass
He's all up in your psyche too (hey)
Now, what's his name? (Hey)
Cinderella Man
Cinderella Man
Cinderella (hey, hey)
Cinderella Man (hey)
Cinderella Man
Hey, hey (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
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, Cinderfella Shady Dane
Came to wrap the game up in cellophane
Raise hell, from Hell he came
I didn't come to bore you with a 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 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 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 couldn't 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 your ass (hey), he's in your ass
He's all up in your psyche too (hey)
Now, what's his name? (Hey)
Cinderella Man
Cinderella Man
Cinderella (hey, hey)
Cinderella Man (hey)
Cinderella Man
Hey, hey (hey, hey)
If I had a time machine
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
(I'd be) Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
Music is my time machine
So call me
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
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) yeah
(Amen) feels good
(Amen) woo
(Amen) guess I'm lucky
(Amen) some of us don't get a second chance
(Amen) but I ain't blowin' this one
(Amen) nah, man
(Amen) shit, I feel like I can do anything now
Who can catch lightin' 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, takes his hands and cup 'em
Spin a rhyme to freeze the 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 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, that 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 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, "Woo"
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 your ass (hey), he's in your ass
He's all up in your psyche too (hey)
Now, what's his name? (Hey)
Cinderella Man
Cinderella Man
Cinderella (hey, hey)
Cinderella Man (hey)
Cinderella Man
Hey, hey (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
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, Cinderfella Shady Dane
Came to wrap the game up in cellophane
Raise hell, from Hell he came
I didn't come to bore you with a 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 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 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 couldn't 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 your ass (hey), he's in your ass
He's all up in your psyche too (hey)
Now, what's his name? (Hey)
Cinderella Man
Cinderella Man
Cinderella (hey, hey)
Cinderella Man (hey)
Cinderella Man
Hey, hey (hey, hey)
If I had a time machine
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
(I'd be) Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
Music is my time machine
So call me
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
Cinderella Man, Cinderella Man
Lyrics submitted by thecriclover99
Cinderella Man Lyrics as written by Marshall B. Iii Mathers Jemal A. Harris
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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i didnt get that this was about proof at all - but em. the analogy is pretty clear, just came from a really rough place where people held him back and he's rising above. the proof song is you're never over.
i freaking love this song, one of em's best choruses. this album is sick.
@Johann4u
Its "say bye to the OLD, H-I (as in hi) to the new" :)
i like: Now guess who who?, Here's a clue, He came to a ball in a wife beater Lost his nike shoe
good reference to his white-trashyness
you have it:
"who forms pyramids and raps circles around square lyrics"
i think it should be changed to lyricists* makes a little more sense.
good song though
this songs about the rapper proof who eminem grew up with in detroit when he was a kid. he was in d12 but he died in 2006 so this is his song to him
Uh, not really (from what I understood)<br /> I don't know a lot of people who actually... died... that had a second chance (fifth line of the spoken verse)<br />
Yea I agree with Bullbuzor lol<br /> <br /> Eminem has a song specifically dedicated to Proof called "You're Never Over"<br /> <br /> I think this one is just about himself, like about his confidence in himself, ya know? Like talking like he's the shit (because he is :-) )
No it wolnt be because Your never over is about Proof
"came to rap the game up / And sell the fame" Should be "Wrap the game up / In cellophane."
"Prove us here in spirit" should be "Proof is here in spirit."
came to rap the game up / And sell the fame" Should be "Wrap the game up / In cellophane."
"Prove us here in spirit" should be "Proof is here in spirit."
"Get back if the stakes are high" should be "Yeah, faggot, the stakes are high."
Sorry guys. I've fixed all of the errors you've mentioned so far. Please let me know if there are any more.
idk if you're allowed to post this as the lyrics, but im almost 100% positive he says,
"Your pussy lyric, I c*nt hear it,"
see what he did there? even if thats not exactly what he says, em sure as hell meant to sound like thats what he's saying lol
Haha, clever.
omg my bad for basically posting the same thing as you, i should have read all the comments :-)
So I think it should be ''mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly''
and
''you pussy lyrics, i CUNT hear it''
you know like a play on words? lol
I'm pretty sure that's what the lyrics say, but I could be wrong :-)