Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon doing a high-pitched
Erick sermon is 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 bring to the the grandmaster
The heavyweight of hip-hop
The funklord, you know him as the green bandit
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc royal
sermon!

[erick
It's the e (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm swingin more than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause ghetto bastard
say my rap style is drastic
Whoahh, I tear the out the microphone
Daddy's home, the of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the wicked
Couldn't get with the switch, the ugly (word em up)
Time to my peak this week, and rock a ill technique
So y'all can freak out like
The undercover brentwood, yes I'm doing awesome
You wanna see me call austin (hehehehehe)
For protection, go sit in the r&b section
For session
Cause I'm real deal boy you better believe it
Straight the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, where I 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..."
stewart]
And now "i right to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the transparent 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 blunt
"i gotta 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 I take a deep breath
With a body boom bash, my a trey-deuce
behavior in a psychopath
Ooooh, I might lose my cool, and break
And pull out my get 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 in motion
And the shit I come across
Form a leash trapped in with explosive force
I push your through the cracks of sanity
And leave brain doin a bid in purgatory
It's ninety-six degrees in the
Before I blood on my blade
I take my to the stage
And gets dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed a laundromat
My context'll wreck your whole
my delivery is so complex
And I'm inter-galactic on
With the superdistinguish I kick
I'm high at the top of my lung
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get
My dialogue comes straight from the
Damnage to your medula, and cerebellum
If ya got a ya better tell em

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