Lyrics Tinchy Stryder – Closing In
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Verse 1: Stutta
I’m coming for them
With no MAC-10 but believe I’m gunning for them
Dem boy there can’t tell me nothing
I’m attacking them, battled them
Turned over the cage and rattled them
We don’t play games on the field
So them boy better know how to defend
If not, then exit please
You don’t wanna be the guy next to bleed
Watch me go and branch out
Acting like you never knew this seed
I’mma set pace, set speed
I’m off the chain, nigga, no lead
It’s me and them, come bring it then
Head-to-head, watch how I proceed
Hook: Tinchy & Stutta
Closing in, some more, we’re breaking laws
And tell them throw them in, we’re raw, the roots, the core
Slowly in the door, we’re breaking laws
And tell them throw them in, somebody tell them throw them in, we’re coming for them all
Wish them some luck cause we’re coming for them all
No ifs, no buts, we’re just coming for them all
They can hide behind a mask but we’re coming for them
We plan to widen up the scars when we’re coming for them
Verse 2: Roachee
It’s Mr Roach, the team’s ready, the fellas have their weapons
Seven athletic young henchmen
He wasn’t expecting our entrance so he stood defenceless
We told you we was coming, you thought that we pretended
All of my bredrins are leveling
And when we get to where we’re going, it’s gonna be a next ting
I’ll try and stick you on the guestlist
I’m so close to the top but you ain’t left the deck yet
Up there’s gonna be hectic
I brang my best friends just in case I have to headspin
They’re constantly threatened
We’re legends, who the heck are them man?
I’ll dead your crew without effort
I’m headed for the heavens and I’m gonna get there
Headgone forever
Hook: Tinchy
Closing in, some more, we’re breaking laws
And tell them throw them in, we’re raw, the roots, the core
Slowly in the door, we’re breaking laws
And tell them throw them in, somebody tell them throw them in, we’re coming for them all
Wish them some luck cause we’re coming for them all
No ifs, no buts, we’re just coming for them all
They can hide behind a mask but we’re coming for them
We plan to widen up the scars when we’re coming for them
Verse 3: Tinchy
Yo, it’s building up, yeah, placed the scales and weighed it up
It’s kind of looking down for them so we just aim for the waist and up
Bullseye, trained enough, plus I’m grime, I’m filthy but
Clean as fame, no razor bumps, and the hair looks wavy duck
Back to the loaf, back to the bread, I’m strapped with the dough
Money grip and tight with the hold
In my blood, it’s nice for the bones
Thanks to my bro, I bench with the flow (groins)
Lyrically hench with the flow, headtopping, aim for domes
Hook: Tinchy
Closing in, some more, we’re breaking laws
And tell them throw them in, we’re raw, the roots, the core
Slowly in the door, we’re breaking laws
And tell them throw them in, somebody tell them throw them in, we’re coming for them all
Wish them some luck cause we’re coming for them all
No ifs, no buts, we’re just coming for them all
They can hide behind a mask but we’re coming for them
We plan to widen up the scars when we’re coming for them
Album
The S.O.S. Band – III
