Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

Nobody ever gave him a turn. What do you expect? He was always let
down. They never wanted to let his down. But also they wanted it
[capitalism] and [equarty] equally. He was always in the middle
for him. On the fields of Brooklyn. They tone it down. Hill

them. But he is hostile.
We are the gansters of the damned, criminals of the damp. Just
troubadours, and to hostiles.
For years they believed we were inspired by the Holy Spirit and the
work of God. They still recognize that many prominent M.C. are
wondeful people. warm, intelligent, but terribly misguided.
Slowly, painfully, he become disillusioned. call us "shadowy."
Anti-hostile. They demand to know, with a touching, faith of the
individual.
Hostile.
Many times, brothers, have they tried an aesthetic rhythmn. And
now old, elite of the damned. Anti-hostile.