Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon a high-pitched voice]
sermon is coming 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
Some say my rap style is
Whoahh, I tear the out the microphone
home, the owner of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my is wicked; even the wicked 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 freak out like
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm awesome
You wanna see me steve austin (hehehehehe)
For your protection, go sit in the r&b
For session
I'm real deal boy you better believe it word
Straight the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, where I 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 transparent style on the
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"
Straight from l.o.d., ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only blunt king
"i right to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"

murray]
Keith murray's, comin from the north east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world when I a deep breath
With a body bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
Human behavior in a
Ooooh, I might lose my cool, and fool
And out my get busy tools
I like a mad journalist
To funk, that's than a bottomless spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifullest in this 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 head through the of sanity
And leave your brain doin a bid in
It's ninety-six degrees in the
I catch blood on my blade
I take my to the stage
And gets open and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed like a
My context'll wreck whole concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm on plastic
With the superdistinguish I kick
I'm strung at the top of my lung
With my tongue makin hardcore wanna get dumb
My dialogue comes straight the slums
Damnage to medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya better em

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