Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

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

[erick
up

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

[jeff
and gentlemen, are you ready
Help me bring to the the grandmaster
The undisputed of hip-hop
The funklord, you him as the green eyed bandit
and gentlemen... the mc grand royal
sermon!

[erick
the e double (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm more shit than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause ghetto bastard
Some say my rap style is
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
Daddy's home, the of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; the wicked witch
get with the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my this week, and rock a ill technique
So y'all can freak out sheep
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm awesome
You see me call steve austin (hehehehehe)
For your protection, go sit in the r&b
For this
Cause I'm real deal boy you better believe it
Straight the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
That's doper than "spellbound" (word)
My up, so what the fuck slouch? (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

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

[keith
Keith murray's, comin from the north south and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world I take a deep breath
With a body boom bash, my paragraph a
Human in a psychopath
Ooooh, I might lose my cool, and fool
And pull out my get busy
I write a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper than a spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifullest thing in this
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 through the cracks of
And leave your brain a bid in purgatory
It's ninety-six degrees in the
Before I catch on my blade
I my frustration to the stage
And open dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed a laundromat
My context'll wreck your concept
my delivery is so complex
And I'm on plastic
the superdistinguish that I kick
I'm high strung at the top of my
With my tongue hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb
My comes straight from the slums
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and
If ya got a crew ya tell em

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