Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon a high-pitched voice]
Erick is coming up... I see him! I see him!

[erick
up

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

[jeff
and gentlemen, are you ready
Help me bring to the stage the
The undisputed heavyweight of
The funklord, you know him as the green eyed
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 cause i'ma ghetto bastard
Some say my rap is drastic
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
Daddy's home, the of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the wicked
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 like
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm awesome
You see me call steve austin (hehehehehe)
For your protection, go sit in the r&b
For this
Cause I'm real deal boy you believe it word
Straight from the boondocks, a.k.a., the
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
That's more doper "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 gotta to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the transparent style on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"
from l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only philly king
"i gotta to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"

[keith
murray's, comin from the north south east and left
Rhymin to death, a world when I take a deep breath
With a body boom bash, my a trey-deuce
Human behavior in a
Ooooh, I lose my cool, and break fool
And out my get busy tools
I write a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper a bottomless spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifullest in this world
Is my notion, for poetry in motion
And the shit I come across
a leash you're trapped in with explosive force
I your head through the cracks of sanity
And your brain doin a bid in purgatory
It's ninety-six in the shade
Before I catch blood on my
I take my frustration to the
And gets dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my be packed like a laundromat
My context'll wreck your concept
Cause my is so complex
And I'm inter-galactic on
the superdistinguish that I kick
I'm high strung at the top of my
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get
My dialogue comes from the slums
Damnage to your medula, and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya better em

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