Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon doing a high-pitched
Erick is coming 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 heavyweight 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 swingin more than tarzan (word em up)
I the ill tactics cause i'ma ghetto bastard
Some say my rap style is
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
home, the owner of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; the wicked witch
Couldn't get with the switch, the bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill
So y'all can out like sheep
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm awesome
You see me call steve austin (hehehehehe)
For protection, go sit in the r&b section
For session
Cause I'm real boy you better believe it word
Straight from the boondocks, a.k.a., the
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..."
[jeff
And now "i gotta to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the flyest style on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"
Straight l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only philly king
"i gotta to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"

murray]
Keith murray's, comin the north south east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world 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 like a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper a bottomless spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifullest thing in world
Is my notion, for murderous in motion
And the illiotic shit I across
Form a leash you're in with explosive force
I push your through the cracks of sanity
And leave your brain doin a bid in
It's degrees in the shade
Before I catch on my blade
I take my to the stage
And gets open dope and stupid rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed like a
My context'll wreck your whole
Cause my is so complex
And I'm inter-galactic on
the superdistinguish that I kick
I'm strung at the top of my lung
my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb
My dialogue comes straight from the
to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya better em

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