Luyện nghe bài hát Hostile

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

sermon]
up

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

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

sermon]
It's the e (who? ) the funklord, God damn
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 the frame out the microphone
home, the owner of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the wicked
get with the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my peak this week, and a ill technique
So y'all can 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 this
Cause I'm real deal boy you believe it word
Straight from the boondocks, a.k.a., the
Peace to the underground, I create my sound
more doper 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 gotta to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the flyest transparent on the planet
"you're hostile..."
"i right to be hostile!"
Straight l.o.d., kirkland ave
"you're hostile..."
The one and philly blunt king
"i right 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 when I take a deep breath
With a boom bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce
behavior in a psychopath
Ooooh, I might lose my cool, and break
And pull out my get busy
I like a mad journalist
To funk, that's deeper than a spliff (that's my word)
The beautifullest thing in this world
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in
And the illiotic shit I come
Form a leash trapped in with explosive force
I your head through the cracks of sanity
And leave your doin a bid in purgatory
ninety-six degrees in the shade
Before I blood on my blade
I take my to the stage
And gets open dope and stupid bumblin rumblin
When I rap my jams be like a laundromat
My context'll your whole 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 niggaz wanna get dumb
My dialogue straight from the slums
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and
If ya got a ya better tell em

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