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"The Center of Attraction" is a track by Ghostface Killah, from the album Twelve Reasons to Die, released 16th April 2013. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Did you feel the wind this time? Did you see the moonlight shine? 'Cause the twilight seems near But the light shines nowhere Do you feel the cold wind's blow? Did you see the darkening glow? 'Cause the twilight seems near (Yeah, this just seems so pleasant) But the light shines nowhere (This my angel right here, it's more like Heaven, yeah) [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] She was amazing Carmela, caramel complexion And God brought her into my life as a suggestion We clicked, I liked mink, she liked iced-out rings The finer things in life, together we shared drinks Vodka and cranberry, my little cherry If I got locked, she would fill up my commissary It was natural, 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, chick of a crime boss She would hide my guns in the house then lie to the task force Finished my sentence, 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 [Verse 2: Cappadona] Nah, don't even fall for that Caucasoid She got the drink laced tryin' turn you into an android She not your peanut butter, more like a fuckin' nutcase You all googly-eyed, DeLucas mob watchin' your place They pullin' trains on her, beat and rape, cum in her face They got the drop on you, son, you a fuckin' 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 Tu carajo, they 'bout to bring the boys in Yeah, dun-dun, DeLucas mob want your head on a platter It don't matter, son, all your dreams is gon' shatter They tryna get at ya, she got you caught in a rapture Nigga, wake up, y'all ain't even made for one another She a snake, Logan gon' get you sprayed, brother It's a set-up, seen it before, Doofie got wet up [Verse 3: Ghostface Killah] Nah, you paranoid, man, your mind gettin' the best of you She would never set me up or lace my drink Watch how you talkin', you know I keep heat in the mink You dead wrong, confusin' 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, bro, I'll put one in your leather Ball cap, Logan'll do the hit, now that's better [Outro: Cappadona] Ah, man, come on, Tone You sleepy eyes, man I told you before, son, yo You gotta stay focused out here, look Look out the window, man Lucas mob, son, you know who they are Them same motherfuckers, yo, I've seen her with the niggas before She's a set-up chick
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