Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

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

sermon]
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 of hip-hop
The funklord, you know him as the eyed bandit
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc royal
sermon!

[erick
It's the e double (who? ) the funklord, God
Yo I'm more shit than tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tactics i'ma ghetto bastard
Some say my rap style is
Whoahh, I the frame out the microphone
Daddy's home, the owner of the (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the wicked
get with the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to 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 your protection, go sit in the r&b
For this
Cause I'm real boy you better believe it word
from the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
That's more doper "spellbound" (word)
My time's up, so what the fuck (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 style on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i gotta to be hostile!"
Straight from l.o.d., 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 the north south east and left
Rhymin to death, makin a world when I take a deep
a body boom bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
Human behavior in a
Ooooh, I lose my cool, and break fool
And pull out my get busy
I like 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
Form a leash you're trapped in with explosive
I your head through the cracks of sanity
And your brain doin a bid in purgatory
It's degrees in the shade
I catch blood on my blade
I my frustration to the stage
And gets open and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be like a laundromat
My context'll wreck your concept
Cause my is so complex
And I'm inter-galactic on
With the superdistinguish that I
I'm strung at the top of my lung
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get
My dialogue comes straight from the
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and
If ya got a crew ya better em

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