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Hard Fi I Close My Eyes

know I'm always late The boss is on my back, the boss is in my face I close my eyes, I'm in your arms I close my eyes, I'm in your arms, I'm in your

get to work, You know I'm always late, The boss is on my back, The boss is in my face... I close my eyes, I'm in your arms, I close my eyes, I'm

to get to work, You know I'm always late, The boss is on my back, The boss is in my face... I close my eyes, I'm in your arms, I close my eyes, I'm in

close man I swear I feel it in the air and I'm more than prepared, yeah (Kingston) I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open I'm ready fi war (

play? I hit hard papi Aztec bumbaye Jey! Now do as I do, do as I say And we don't have problems if you do it my way Uh! Pistol torn heaven right after

close man I swear I'm feeling it in the air and I'm more than prepared And yeeaaaaah [Chorus:] I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open I'm ready

of a kind Birdman I shine 22's on it? The bitch ain't mine I taught her the game ma I gave it all to her Weezy Wee my son I give it all to him [Lil Wayne

time conflict with my sci-fi hits I'm, contemplatin each statement's wit And I'm, concentratin on makin hits And I'm, fittin 'em, line by line Teeth I

of a kind Birdman I shine 22's on it? The bitch ain't mine I taught her the game ma I gave it all to her Weezy Wee my son I give it all to him [Lil Wayne