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 the pace is slow/
Gracious, No! Save your soul, guess who is coming to take this
this whole motherfuckin game down, and reclaim crowns/
Cause Im sick of layin down watching these companies reign
When its obvious something is 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 erase clowns they remain proud, till the minute you see in lace gowns/
All the sudden, they flee to escape town, theyre 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 enemies bent on resenting me, be set if we enter the end of peace/
Settling isnt an no more/
We gon box in this war youll be them bells before we knock on your door/

Now that you been initiated up into this movement, Get at 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, Single out eve-ry thats wounded/
Whip him again with a heavy stick, dig on his bitch, and then beg he do shit/
Ruthless roots of abuse set loose for
Of any groups that get us with petty fools wholl let you crew win/
the movements, fluent as I ever was, I said it! Because-
You never think that a nigga that never drink would ever step it up to get a better buzz/
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 term, A nurse who doesnt do enemas/
Permanent henna, a surfer that catches more waves then your current antennae
Sure I make it look effortless, with every that tends to be cleverly/
More wreckless then Session ingesting hennesey, blends/
More treacherous than even 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, raised to abuse
Unphased of you say, cause 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 a doomed fate for a few fools/
QN5, the true scene, so were guaranteed one of two things/
Either were showered with praise or were simply by every review team/
What Ive stated was meant to reduce into paupers, and to seduce queens to get topless/
And to everything you think hip-hop is.

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

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

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