Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon a high-pitched voice]
Erick sermon is up... I see him! I see him!

sermon]
up

"you're hostile..."
"i got a to be hostile!"

stewart]
Ladies and gentlemen, are you
Help me to the stage the grandmaster
The undisputed heavyweight of
The funklord, you know him as the green bandit
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc royal
sermon!

[erick
It's the e double (who? ) the funklord, God
Yo I'm more shit than tarzan (word em up)
I the ill tactics cause i'ma ghetto bastard
say my rap style is drastic
Whoahh, I tear the out the microphone
Daddy's home, the owner of the (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is even the wicked witch
Couldn't get the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my this week, and rock a ill technique
So y'all can out like sheep
The from brentwood, yes I'm doing awesome
You wanna see me call steve (hehehehehe)
For your protection, go sit in the r&b
For this
Cause I'm real deal boy you better it word
from the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, where I my sound
That's more than "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so what the slouch? (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

"you're hostile..."
[jeff
And now "i gotta to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the flyest style on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"
from l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only blunt king
"i gotta to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"

murray]
Keith murray's, comin from the north east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world when I take a breath
With a body bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
behavior in a psychopath
Ooooh, I lose my cool, and break fool
And pull out my get tools
I write a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper a bottomless spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifullest in this world
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in
And the illiotic I come across
Form a leash you're in with explosive force
I push your head the cracks of sanity
And leave your doin a bid in purgatory
It's ninety-six degrees in the
I catch blood on my blade
I my frustration to the stage
And gets open dope and bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be like a laundromat
My context'll wreck whole concept
Cause my is so complex
And I'm inter-galactic on
the superdistinguish that I kick
I'm high strung at the top of my
With my tongue hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb
My dialogue comes from the slums
Damnage to medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya better em

[jeff
("hostile" sample set in background)
Ladies and gentlemen, you've just witnessed
Is the incredible skills of sermon.. and keith murray
Coming to an near you soon
This has been another erick production
This is stewart signing off, and until next time saying...
God damn!!!