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

[erick
It's the e (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm more shit than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause i'ma ghetto
Some say my rap is drastic
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
Daddy's home, the of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is even the wicked witch
Couldn't get with the switch, the bitch (word em up)
Time to my peak this week, and rock a ill technique
So can freak out like sheep
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm doing
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 it word
Straight from the boondocks, a.k.a., the
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
That's more doper "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so the fuck 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 transparent style 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 right to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"

murray]
Keith murray's, comin from the south east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world when I take a deep
With a body boom bash, my a trey-deuce
Human behavior in a
Ooooh, I might my cool, and break fool
And pull out my get busy
I write like a mad
To funk, that's deeper a bottomless spliff (that's my word)
The beautifullest thing in this world
Is my notion, for murderous in motion
And the shit I come across
Form a leash you're trapped in with force
I your head through the cracks of sanity
And your brain doin a bid in purgatory
It's ninety-six in the shade
Before I blood on my blade
I take my frustration to the
And gets open and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed like a
My context'll wreck your concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm on plastic
With the superdistinguish I kick
I'm strung at the top of my lung
With my tongue hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb
My dialogue comes straight from the
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and
If ya got a crew ya better em

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