Luyện nghe bài hát Case Closed

Lets get a bit acquainted, Hey, its t-o-n-e-d-e-double-the-eff, with the famous
Known to be flipping syllables even when the is slow/
Gracious, No! Save your soul, guess who is to take this throne/
Break this whole game down, and reclaim crowns/
Cause Im of layin down watching these companies reign now/
When its something is playin out, on the stage while youre unconscious they shoving to gain ground/
And sedate crowds with the sound theyve been layin up into your brain loud/
Enough to take any rational thought and leave your clouded to rap as just pop/
Isnt it insane how niggas be keeping their face frowned/ perpetrating their need to erase clowns remain proud, till the minute you see them in lace gowns/
All the sudden, they flee to escape town, theyre cause they got busted/
Just because of that, and not really because regret what theyve done, is disgusting/
This discussions meant to function as a general centerpiece sent at enemies bent on resenting me, better be set if we enter the end of peace/
Settling isnt an no more/
We gon box in this war be hearing them bells 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 grill until he is
Give him a min to get up and cue this, out eve-ry limb thats wounded/
Whip him again with a heavy pool stick, dig on his bitch, and beg he do shit/
roots of abuse set loose for execution/
Of any groups that get us confused with petty wholl let you crew win/
the movements, fluent as I ever was, I said it! Because-
You would never think a nigga that never drink would ever step it up to get a better buzz/
On the regular the odds youve leapt ahead of us, are prolly less, than hating his mother
Or Disney sexual predators/
Senators getting elected a 3rd term, A nurse who doesnt do enemas/
Permanent henna, a surfer that catches more then your current antennae does/
Sure I it look effortless, with every sentence that tends to be cleverly/
More wreckless then Session ingesting hennesey, blends/
More treacherous even being the Kennedy Men/
And for any requesting the identity of the Best MC? Guess, but Yep its Me.
Step to see, the a new strain of the plague, to abuse breaks/
Unphased of what you say, I dead lines, all without a due date/
Im the new age. New school. New page. New rules.
Any attempt to try to pull away is just a doomed for a few fools/
QN5, the true scene, so were guaranteed one of two things/
Either were showered with praise or were simply hated by every review
What Ive stated was meant to reduce kings into paupers, and to seduce queens to get
And to everything you think hip-hop is.

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

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

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