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

[erick
the e double (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm swingin more shit than (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause i'ma bastard
Some say my rap is drastic
Whoahh, I the frame out the microphone
Daddy's home, the of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the witch
Couldn't get the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my peak this week, and a ill technique
So y'all can freak out sheep
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm awesome
You wanna see me call steve (hehehehehe)
For protection, go sit in the r&b section
For session
I'm real deal boy you better believe it word
Straight the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, where I my sound
more doper than "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so what the fuck (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

"you're hostile..."
stewart]
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!"
Straight l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and philly 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 when I take a deep breath
a body boom bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
Human behavior in a
Ooooh, I might my cool, and break fool
And out my get busy tools
I write like a mad
To funk, that's deeper than a bottomless (that's my word)
The most beautifullest in this world
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in
And the shit I come across
Form a leash trapped in with explosive force
I push head through the cracks of sanity
And leave your brain 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 dope and bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed a laundromat
My context'll wreck your concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm on plastic
With the superdistinguish I kick
I'm high strung at the top of my
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get
My dialogue comes straight from the
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and
If ya got a ya better tell em

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