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!"

stewart]
Ladies and gentlemen, are you
Help me bring to the stage the
The heavyweight of hip-hop
The funklord, you know him as the green bandit
and gentlemen... the mc grand royal
sermon!

[erick
It's the e double (who? ) the funklord, God
Yo I'm swingin shit than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics i'ma ghetto bastard
Some say my rap style is
Whoahh, I tear the out the microphone
Daddy's home, the owner of the (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the wicked
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 freak out sheep
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 this
Cause I'm real boy you better believe it word
Straight the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
That's more than "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so what the 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 style on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"
from l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and philly blunt king
"i right to be hostile!"
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"

murray]
Keith murray's, comin from the north south and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world I take a deep breath
a body boom bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
Human 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 than a spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifullest thing in this
Is my notion, for murderous in motion
And the illiotic shit I come
Form a leash you're trapped in with explosive
I push head through the cracks of sanity
And leave your doin a bid in purgatory
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
I rap my jams be packed like a laundromat
My context'll wreck your concept
Cause my delivery is so
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 straight the slums
Damnage to your medula, and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya tell em

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