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
me bring to the stage the grandmaster
The undisputed of hip-hop
The funklord, you know him as the eyed bandit
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc royal
sermon!

[erick
the e double (who? ) the funklord, God damn
Yo I'm swingin more than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics i'ma ghetto bastard
Some say my rap is drastic
Whoahh, I the frame out the microphone
home, the owner of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is even the wicked witch
Couldn't get with the switch, the ugly (word em up)
Time to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill
So can freak out like sheep
The undercover from brentwood, yes I'm awesome
You see me call steve 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 up, so what the fuck slouch? (yeah)
be back, for now I'm out (word up!)

"you're hostile..."
[jeff
And now "i gotta to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the flyest transparent style on the
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"
from l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and only blunt king
"i gotta 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 take a deep
With a boom bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
Human in a psychopath
Ooooh, I might my cool, and break fool
And out my get busy tools
I write like a mad
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 illiotic shit I come
Form a leash you're trapped in with explosive
I push head through the cracks of sanity
And leave brain 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 dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed like a
My wreck your whole concept
Cause my delivery is so
And I'm on plastic
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
to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum
If ya got a crew ya better em

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