Ghostface Killah

Ghostface Killah - The Center Of Attraction lyrics

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[Hook:]
Do you feel with, this time
Did you see the moonlight shine
Cause the twilight seems near
But the light shines nowhere
Do you feel it come, in slow
Did you see the dark, my god
Cause the twilight seems near
But the light shines nowhere
She was amazing carmela, caramel complexion
And god brought it into my life as a suggestion
We clicked, I liked mink, she liked iced out rings
Vodka and cranberry, my little cherry
If I got locked, she would fill up my conversary
It was magic, I felt the bond between us
She was a jelly to my peanuts, Mars to Venus
The Earth to my sun, moon and
Stars, we added up
Mathematically, it's like I had a bad habit, B
She knew my lifestyle,
She would my guns in the house then lie to the task force
Finish my sentences, knew my exact frame of mind
Knew everything I had was hers and she was mine
We were crazy in love, couldn't get enough of each other
The center of attraction, we were made for one another
Nah, don't even fall for that crocazoid
She got your drink laced trying to turn you into an android
She's not your peanut butter, more like a fucking nutcase
You a groupa out De Lucas mob watching your place
They pullin trains on your? Come in your face
They got the drive for you, son, you're a fucking disgrace
You think God sent her? Nah, it's the devil instead
They got plans for you, Tone, they want you dead, dead, dead
So get rid of that cherry pie pie, she mad poison
Ba carajo, they bout to bring the boys in
Ye tata, Delucas mob want your head on a platter
It don't matter, son, all your dreams is gonna shatter
They trying to get at you she got you caught in a rapture
Nigga, wake up, y'all aren't even made for one another
She a snake, logan gonn get you sprayed, brother
It's a set-up, seen it before, doofie got wet up
Nah, you're paranoid, man, your mind getting the best of you
She would never set me up, or lace my drink
Watch how you're talking, you know I keep eatin the mink
You're dead wrong, confusing her with one of your hoes
She's a ride or die chick, believe me, a nigga knows
I'm the el capitan, put this whole squad together
Keep talking, I'll put one in your leather
Ballcap, logan will do the hit, now that's better
Ah, man
Come on, Tone
You sleep eyes, man
I told you before, son, yo
You gotta stay focus out here, look
Look out the window, man
Deluca's mob, son, you know who they are
Them same motherfuckas, yo, I've seen her with the niggas before
She's a set-up chick.
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