case closed
Let's get a bit acquainted,
Hey, it's t-o-n-e-d-e-double-the-eff, with the famous flow/
Known to be flipping syllables even when the pace is slow/
Gracious,
No! Save your soul, guess who is coming to take this throne/
Break this whole **********in' game down, and reclaim crowns/
Cause I'm sick of layin' down – watching these companies reign now/
When it's obvious something is playin' out, on the stage while you're unconscious they shoving to gain ground/
And sedate crowds with the same sound they've been layin up into your brain loud/
Enough to take any rational thought – and leave your brain clouded to rap as just pop/
Isn't it insane how – ****** be keeping their face frowned/ perpetrating their need to erase clowns… they remain proud, till the minute you see them in lace gowns/
All the sudden, they flee to escape town, they're ashamed cause they got busted/
Just because of that, and not really because they regret what they've done, is disgusting/
This discussion's meant to function as a general centerpiece sent at these enemies bent on resenting me, better be set if we enter the end of peace/
Settling isn 't an option no more/
We gon' box in this war… you'll be hearing them bells before we knock on your door/
Now that you been initiated up into this movement,
Get at your favorite idiot who's spits/
Hit him a little bit with your 2 fists,
Kick in his grill until he is toothless/
Give him a min to get up and cue this,
Single out eve-ry limb that's wounded/
Whip him again with a heavy pool stick, dig on his *****, and then beg he do ****/
Ruthless roots of abuse set loose for execution/
Of any groups that get us confused with petty fools who'll let you crew win/
Check the movements, fluent as
I ever was,
I said it!
Because-You would never think that a ***** that never drink would ever step it up to get a better buzz/
On the regular – the odds you've leapt ahead of us, are prolly less, than
Oedipus hating his mother
Or Disney hiring ***ual predators/
Senators getting elected a 3rd consecutive term,
A nurse who doesn't do enemas/
Permanent henna, a surfer that catches more waves then your current antennae does/
Sure… I make it look effortless, with every sentence that tends to be cleverly/
Penned… More wreckless then
Session ingesting hennesey, blends/
More treacherous than even being the
Kennedy –
Men/And for any requesting the identity of the technically
Best MC? Guess, but…
Yep – it's
Me.Step to see, the a new strain of the plague, raised to abuse breaks/
Unphased of what you say, cause
I dead lines, all without a due date/
I'm the new age.
New school.
New page.
New rules.
Any attempt to try to pull away is just a doomed fate for a few fools/
QN5, represent the true scene, so we're guaranteed one of two things/
Either we're showered with praise or we're simply hated by every review team/
What I've stated was meant to reduce kings into paupers, and to seduce queens to get topless/
And to revolutionize everything you think hip-hop is.
Chorus:Buckle
Up! Brace
Yourself!
Knuckle Up!
Take No L's/
Dust to Dust!
Say Farewell! (Your)
Numbers Up!
Save Yourself!
Buckle Up!
Tight! We're gonna tussle!
We're gonna
Fight!Until you never touch another mic!
Or it's your life…
Then – Case
Closed ![Repeat – X2]
Buckle Up!
Brace Yourself!
Knuckle Up!
Take No L's/
Dust to Dust!
Say Farewell!
Don't **** with us!
Save Yourself!
Buckle Up!
Tight! We're gonna tussle!
We gonna Fight!
Until you never touch another mic!
Or it's your life…
Then – Case
Closed.[SUNG]
This is the way, we ever gonna see that it stops/
And if not, you might as well give up on hip -hop/
Cause this is the case, in this day and age/
We gotta kick in your face if you're just in for fame