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 motherfucking 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 - niggas 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, it goes:
 Buckle up! Brace yourself! Knuckle up! Take no l's
 Dust to dust! Say farewell! Numbers up! 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
 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
 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 bitch, and then beg he do shit
 Ruthless roots of abuse set loose for execution
 Of any groups that get us confused
 With petty fools who'll let you crew win
 Fluent as I ever was, I said it! Because-
 You would never think that a nigga that never drink
 Would ever step it up to get a better buzz
 the odds you've leapt ahead of us
 Are prolly less, than Oedipus hating his mother
 Or Disney hiring sexual 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
 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
 Buckle up! Brace yourself! Knuckle up! Take no l's
 Dust to dust! Say farewell! Numbers up! 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
 Buckle up! Brace yourself! Knuckle up! Take no l's
 Dust to dust! Say farewell! Numbers up! 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
 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
 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
 (And if you're with me, just)