D.enD - Don't Come Closer lyrics

[Hook: Imogen Heap] Do just what I tell you Don't come in any closer And no one will get hurt ‘Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two [Verse 1: D.enD] Spirit of an Akuma to their Hibiki minds and World discovering and renewing archaic findings Biggest bully on the playground, see everything's mine and Eyepatch to a Cyclops put a limit to your eyein's An intellectual, perpetual flow so divine and Deliver you in 6 seconds, like do it for the vine man People so evil, deceitful, fake bragging in lines fam Thinking they going bananas but they staying slipping on all of the rinds BAM I'm feeling over offended by all of the "Beez In the Trap Getting Bricks" ol' boys (Blaow) "Looking for girls in the club, getting dumb, giving some, get a bit of this trick" ol' boys (Blaow) Cracked lil lips, why, you're missing chapstick, "Chapelle Show, Tyrone Biggumish" ol' boys (Blaow) "Boo, you look juicy, come move it right to me, my breath be that sushi, raw fish" ol' boys (BLAOW) Step up the game, I'm so ashamed of all of the "real hitta" claims just for fame Who's one in a million, one in his prime? Life's a pavilion, just for the rhyme Giving 'em Goosebumps without R.L. Stine, these cats getting drunk man, they're starting to whine Ask if I'm based off specific designs, nah I'm the artist, who's drawing the line! [Hook: Imogen Heap] Don't come in any closer Don't come in any closer Don't come in any closer Don't come in any closer [Verse 2: D.enD] Coming any closer's overstepping your boundaries, flowing like the ocean, listen you're gonna drown to me Maybe, just maybe you'll come close to astounding me, that'd probably be the day when Rihanna ain't wow to me And I get the Queen from hometown to come bow to me and Ellen DeGeneres gets a ring and a vow from me Listen you ain't comin close so these hypothetics Solid, safe, and sound, locked and firm in the ground, my G So don't approach me, stop coming closer, 'fore you get blazed and reduced to a smolder Mr. Mathers ain't the only rap "Soldier", let me be blunt, you'll get smoked with no roller Oh no, I don't know, yo do those bozos Go past grade four? Prob no, hol' on, watch my mojo I'm the Austin Powers, y'all some awkward cowards I be boss empowered, while you watch for hours I stiff arm competition any date no fries and chicken Jumpman Jumpman up for missions, dissing, with the cleanest writtens When you ask who should I listen answers listing me was missing Now you see my name has risen all up in your conversition On the top I'll soon be sittin', not the Bible verse from Christians Just my verses that I'm spittin', "Don't Come Closer", IT IS WRITTEN [Hook: Imogen Heap] Don't come in any closer Don't come in any closer Don't come in any closer Don't come in any closer