Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

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

sermon]
up

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

[jeff
Ladies and gentlemen, are you
Help me bring to the stage the
The undisputed heavyweight of
The funklord, you know him as the green bandit
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc grand
sermon!

[erick
It's the e (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm swingin more shit tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause i'ma bastard
say my rap style is drastic
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
Daddy's home, the owner of the (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the witch
Couldn't get with the switch, the 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 steve austin (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, I create my sound
That's more 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 style on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"
from l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and philly blunt king
"i gotta to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"

murray]
Keith murray's, comin from the north east and left
to death, makin a world when I take a deep breath
With a body boom bash, my paragraph a
Human behavior in a
Ooooh, I might lose my cool, and break
And pull out my get busy
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 shit I come across
a leash you're trapped in with explosive force
I push your head the cracks of sanity
And leave your brain doin a bid in
It's ninety-six degrees in the
Before I catch on my blade
I take my to the stage
And gets dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
I rap my jams be packed like a laundromat
My context'll wreck your concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm on plastic
the superdistinguish that I kick
I'm strung at the top of my lung
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz get dumb
My dialogue comes straight from the
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and
If ya got a crew ya tell em

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