D.no - Center Of The Earth

Eye for an eye provides temporary relief
I don't mind, as long as I get to see you bleed
Like one more time, baby tell me what you need
Late night drive to you blowin' off steam
You're a lot different than the girl that's in my dreams
Woke up from the trance now, shit ain't what it seems
Travel to the ends, to the center of the earth, hey
We not gonna end, fuck the money, make it work, hey
Remember what you said, for better or for worse, hey
Fighting in the Benz, grip the handle when I swerve, hey
You and all your friends, bitches gettin' on my nerves, hey
Write me up a check these bitches waitin' on they turn, hey
I'm comin' at they neck, drop em', put em' in a urn, ay
I won't let the feds stop em', I'ma make em' hurt, ay
Cause I'm hoppin' in the lamb truck, homies leave a paper trail
Lying on the stand huh, I'm the one that pay for bail
You don't understand huh, I'm not gonna play it fair
Running up the bands huh, fake it till you make it there
Running up the bands huh, fake it till you make it there
I don't even trip about a bitch no more
I don't even think about the shit no more
Cause I got 20 carats on my wrist, what for
She like that I'm famous and I'm rich, oh woah
She a bottom feeder, bitch, I'm at the bottom of the barrel
Cause I can't get away, bitch, she got me goin' feral
I fuck up with the same shit, play it back on repeat
I don't wanna face it, hoping you don't see me
Two for one, bogo bitches
Shoot for fun, I stand on business
Use me up, I got no limit
Lose your love, can you forgive this
Bitches comin' through on a carousel
But they never stick it out, they don't stay around
Girl, show me what you do, then go straight to hell
I ain't ever had no doubt, I'ma take you down
Travel to the ends, to the center of the earth, hey
We not gonna end, fuck the money, make it work, hey
Remember what you said, for better or for worse, hey
Fighting in the Benz, grip the handle when I swerve, hey
You and all your friends, bitches gettin' on my nerves, hey
Write me up a check these bitches waitin' on they turn, hey
I'm comin' at they neck, drop em', put em' in a urn, ay
I won't let the feds stop em', I'ma make em' hurt, ay
I need five, I need ten, I need fifty, bitches
Took a dive in my bed, got me swimmin' in it
She wet, I'm underwater, drownin' in the sheets though
Killers and marauders, don't wait for you to reload
Lil homie caught up, bullets in your ear hole
Throw the shit back on us, pussy bitch, we eat those
I'm farming souls
I'm lookin' for soldiers, I'm lookin' for soldiers
Wreckin' these hoes
I'ma need a shoulder, I'ma need a shoulder
Cruising down the boulevard, to look for trouble look for trouble
I don't care about who you are just pour a double, pour a double
Travel to the ends, to the center of the earth, hey
We not gonna end, fuck the money, make it work, hey
Remember what you said, for better or for worse, hey
Fighting in the Benz, grip the handle when I swerve, hey
You and all your friends, bitches gettin' on my nerves, hey
Write me up a check these bitches waitin' on they turn, hey
I'm comin' at they neck, drop em', put em' in a urn, ay
I won't let the feds stop em', I'ma make em' hurt, ay

Written by:
Dino Kavazovic

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