Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon doing a voice]
sermon is coming up... I see him! I see him!

[erick
up

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

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

[erick
the e double (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm swingin more shit tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause i'ma ghetto
say my rap style is drastic
Whoahh, I the frame out the microphone
home, the owner 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 my peak this week, and rock a ill technique
So y'all can freak out sheep
The from brentwood, yes I'm doing awesome
You wanna see me call austin (hehehehehe)
For protection, go sit in the r&b section
For this
I'm real deal boy you better believe it word
Straight from the boondocks, a.k.a., the
Peace to the underground, where I create my
more doper than "spellbound" (word)
My up, so what the fuck slouch? (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

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

[keith
murray's, comin from the north south east and left
Rhymin to death, a world when I take a deep breath
With a body bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
behavior in a psychopath
Ooooh, I might lose my cool, and break
And out my get busy tools
I write like a mad
To funk, deeper than a bottomless spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifullest thing in world
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in
And the illiotic shit I come
Form a leash you're in with explosive force
I your head through the cracks of sanity
And your brain doin a bid in purgatory
It's degrees in the shade
Before I catch on my blade
I take my frustration to the
And gets open dope and stupid bumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed a laundromat
My context'll your whole concept
Cause my is so complex
And I'm inter-galactic on
the superdistinguish that I kick
I'm high at the top of my lung
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get
My dialogue comes straight from the
Damnage to medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya tell em

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