Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

[sermon doing a voice]
sermon is coming up... I see him! I see him!

[erick
up

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

[jeff
Ladies and gentlemen, are you
Help me bring to the stage the
The undisputed heavyweight of
The funklord, you know him as the green bandit
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc royal
sermon!

[erick
the e double (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm swingin shit than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics cause i'ma ghetto
Some say my rap is drastic
Whoahh, I tear the frame out the
Daddy's home, the owner of the (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the wicked
Couldn't get with the switch, the ugly (word em up)
to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill technique
So y'all can freak out sheep
The from brentwood, yes I'm doing awesome
You wanna see me call austin (hehehehehe)
For protection, go sit in the r&b section
For this
Cause I'm deal boy you better believe it word
from the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, where I create my
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 transparent style on the
"you're hostile..."
"i right 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 gotta to be hostile!"

[keith
Keith murray's, comin from the south east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a when 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 fool
And out my get busy tools
I write a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper than a bottomless (that's my word)
The most beautifullest in this world
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in
And the illiotic shit I come
a leash you're trapped in with explosive force
I push your head through the cracks of
And leave your brain doin a bid in
It's degrees in the shade
Before I catch blood on my
I take my frustration to the
And gets open dope and stupid bumblin rumblin
When I rap my be packed like a laundromat
My wreck your whole concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm inter-galactic on
With the that I kick
I'm high at the top of my lung
With my tongue makin niggaz wanna get dumb
My comes straight from the slums
Damnage to medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya better em

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