Luyện nghe bài hát Case Closed

Lets get a bit acquainted, Hey, its t-o-n-e-d-e-double-the-eff, with the flow/
Known to be flipping syllables even when the pace is
Gracious, No! Save your soul, guess who is coming to this throne/
Break whole motherfuckin game down, and reclaim crowns/
Cause Im sick of layin down watching companies reign now/
When its obvious is playin out, on the stage while youre unconscious they shoving to gain ground/
And crowds with the same sound theyve been layin up into your brain loud/
to take any rational thought and leave your brain clouded to rap as just pop/
Isnt it insane how niggas be keeping their face frowned/ perpetrating their need to clowns they remain proud, till the minute you see them in lace gowns/
All the sudden, flee to escape town, theyre ashamed cause they got busted/
Just because of that, and not because they regret what theyve done, is disgusting/
This discussions meant to function as a general centerpiece sent at these bent on resenting me, better be set if we enter the end of peace/
Settling an option no more/
We gon box in this war youll be hearing them before we knock on your door/

Now that you initiated up into this movement, Get at your favorite idiot whos spits/
Hit him a little bit with your 2 fists, Kick in his until he is toothless/
Give him a min to get up and cue this, Single out limb thats wounded/
Whip him again with a heavy pool stick, dig on his bitch, and beg he do shit/
Ruthless roots of abuse set for execution/
Of any groups that get us with petty fools wholl let you crew win/
Check the movements, fluent as I ever was, I said it!
You would never think that a nigga that never drink would ever step it up to get a better
On the regular the youve leapt ahead of us, are prolly less, than Oedipus hating his mother
Or Disney hiring sexual
Senators getting elected a 3rd consecutive term, A nurse who do enemas/
Permanent henna, a surfer that catches waves then your current antennae does/
Sure I make it look effortless, with every sentence that to be cleverly/
Penned More wreckless then Session ingesting hennesey,
More treacherous than even the Kennedy Men/
And for any the identity of the technically Best MC? Guess, but Yep its Me.
Step to see, the a new strain of the plague, raised to abuse
Unphased of what you say, cause I dead lines, all without a due
Im the new age. New school. New page. New rules.
Any to try to pull away is just a doomed fate for a few fools/
QN5, represent the true scene, so were one of two things/
Either were showered with praise or were simply hated by every review
What Ive stated was meant to reduce into paupers, and to seduce queens to get topless/
And to revolutionize everything you hip-hop is.

Buckle Up! Brace Yourself! Up! Take No Ls/
Dust to Dust! Say Farewell! (Your) Numbers Up! Yourself!
Buckle Up! Tight! Were tussle! Were gonna Fight!
you never touch another mic! Or its your life Then Case Closed!

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Buckle Up! Brace Yourself! Up! Take No Ls/
Dust to Dust! Say Farewell! Dont with us! Save Yourself!
Buckle Up! Tight! gonna tussle! We gonna Fight!
Until you never touch another mic! Or its your Then Case Closed.

This is the way, we ever see that it stops/
And if not, you might as well give up on
Cause this is the case, in this day and
We gotta kick in face if youre just in for fame