Song | Hostile - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | Erick Sermon |
Album | No Pressure |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Erick sermon is coming up... i see him! i see him! | |
[erick sermon] | |
Word up | |
"you're quite hostile..." | |
"i got a right to be hostile!" | |
[jeff stewart] | |
Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready | |
Help me bring to the stage the grandmaster | |
The undisputed heavyweight of hip-hop | |
The funklord, you know him as the green eyed bandit | |
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc grand royal | |
Erick sermon! | |
[erick sermon] | |
It's the e double (who?) the funklord, god damn | |
Yo i'm swingin more shit than tarzan (word em up) | |
I freak the ill tactics cause i'ma ghetto bastard | |
Some say my rap style is drastic | |
Whoahh, i tear the frame out the microphone | |
Daddy's home, the owner of the chrome (yeah yeah) | |
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even the wicked witch | |
Couldn't get with the switch, the ugly bitch (word em up) | |
Time to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill technique | |
So y'all can freak out like sheep | |
The undercover from brentwood, yes i'm doing awesome | |
You wanna see me call steve austin (hehehehehe) | |
For your protection, go sit in the r&b section | |
For this session | |
Cause i'm real deal boy you better believe it word | |
Straight from the boondocks, a.k.a., the suburbs | |
Peace to the underground, where i create my sound | |
That's more doper than "spellbound" (word) | |
My time's up, so what the **** slouch? (yeah) | |
I'ma be back, for now i'm out (word up!) | |
"you're quite hostile..." | |
[jeff stewart] | |
And now "i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
Introducing, the man with the flyest transparent style on the planet | |
"you're quite hostile..." | |
"i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
Straight from l.o.d., kirkland ave | |
"you're quite hostile..." | |
The one and only philly blunt king | |
"i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
"you're quite hostile..." | |
"i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
[keith murray] | |
Keith murray's, comin from the north south east and left | |
Rhymin to death, makin a world when i take a deep breath | |
With a body boom bash, my paragraph a trey-deuce | |
Human behavior in a psychopath | |
Ooooh, i might lose my cool, and break fool | |
And pull out my get busy tools | |
I write like a mad journalist | |
To funk, that's deeper than a bottomless spliff (that's my word) | |
The most beautifullest thing in this world | |
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in motion | |
And the illiotic shit i come across | |
Form a leash you're trapped in with explosive force | |
I push your head through the cracks of sanity | |
And leave your brain doin a bid in purgatory | |
It's ninety-six degrees in the shade | |
Before i catch blood on my blade | |
I take my frustration to the stage | |
And gets open dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks | |
When i rap my jams be packed like a laundromat | |
My context'll wreck your whole concept | |
Cause my delivery is so complex | |
And i'm inter-galactic on plastic | |
With the superdistinguish that i kick | |
I'm high strung at the top of my lung | |
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb | |
My dialogue comes straight from the slums | |
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum | |
If ya got a crew ya better tell em | |
[jeff stewart] | |
("hostile" sample set repeats in background) | |
Ladies and gentlemen, what you've just witnessed | |
Is the incredible skills of erick sermon.. and keith murray | |
Coming to an album near you soon | |
This has been another erick sermon production | |
This is jeff stewart signing off, and until next time saying... | |
God damn!!! |
Erick sermon is coming up... i see him! i see him! | |
erick sermon | |
Word up | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
" i got a right to be hostile!" | |
jeff stewart | |
Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready | |
Help me bring to the stage the grandmaster | |
The undisputed heavyweight of hiphop | |
The funklord, you know him as the green eyed bandit | |
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc grand royal | |
Erick sermon! | |
erick sermon | |
It' s the e double who? the funklord, god damn | |
Yo i' m swingin more shit than tarzan word em up | |
I freak the ill tactics cause i' ma ghetto bastard | |
Some say my rap style is drastic | |
Whoahh, i tear the frame out the microphone | |
Daddy' s home, the owner of the chrome yeah yeah | |
Yo, my concepts is wicked even the wicked witch | |
Couldn' t get with the switch, the ugly bitch word em up | |
Time to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill technique | |
So y' all can freak out like sheep | |
The undercover from brentwood, yes i' m doing awesome | |
You wanna see me call steve austin hehehehehe | |
For your protection, go sit in the r b section | |
For this session | |
Cause i' m real deal boy you better believe it word | |
Straight from the boondocks, a. k. a., the suburbs | |
Peace to the underground, where i create my sound | |
That' s more doper than " spellbound" word | |
My time' s up, so what the slouch? yeah | |
I' ma be back, for now i' m out word up! | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
jeff stewart | |
And now " i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
Introducing, the man with the flyest transparent style on the planet | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
" i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
Straight from l. o. d., kirkland ave | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
The one and only philly blunt king | |
" i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
" i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
keith murray | |
Keith murray' s, comin from the north south east and left | |
Rhymin to death, makin a world when i take a deep breath | |
With a body boom bash, my paragraph a treydeuce | |
Human behavior in a psychopath | |
Ooooh, i might lose my cool, and break fool | |
And pull out my get busy tools | |
I write like a mad journalist | |
To funk, that' s deeper than a bottomless spliff that' s my word | |
The most beautifullest thing in this world | |
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in motion | |
And the illiotic shit i come across | |
Form a leash you' re trapped in with explosive force | |
I push your head through the cracks of sanity | |
And leave your brain doin a bid in purgatory | |
It' s ninetysix degrees in the shade | |
Before i catch blood on my blade | |
I take my frustration to the stage | |
And gets open dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks | |
When i rap my jams be packed like a laundromat | |
My context' ll wreck your whole concept | |
Cause my delivery is so complex | |
And i' m intergalactic on plastic | |
With the superdistinguish that i kick | |
I' m high strung at the top of my lung | |
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb | |
My dialogue comes straight from the slums | |
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum | |
If ya got a crew ya better tell em | |
jeff stewart | |
" hostile" sample set repeats in background | |
Ladies and gentlemen, what you' ve just witnessed | |
Is the incredible skills of erick sermon.. and keith murray | |
Coming to an album near you soon | |
This has been another erick sermon production | |
This is jeff stewart signing off, and until next time saying... | |
God damn!!! |
Erick sermon is coming up... i see him! i see him! | |
erick sermon | |
Word up | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
" i got a right to be hostile!" | |
jeff stewart | |
Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready | |
Help me bring to the stage the grandmaster | |
The undisputed heavyweight of hiphop | |
The funklord, you know him as the green eyed bandit | |
Ladies and gentlemen... the mc grand royal | |
Erick sermon! | |
erick sermon | |
It' s the e double who? the funklord, god damn | |
Yo i' m swingin more shit than tarzan word em up | |
I freak the ill tactics cause i' ma ghetto bastard | |
Some say my rap style is drastic | |
Whoahh, i tear the frame out the microphone | |
Daddy' s home, the owner of the chrome yeah yeah | |
Yo, my concepts is wicked even the wicked witch | |
Couldn' t get with the switch, the ugly bitch word em up | |
Time to reach my peak this week, and rock a ill technique | |
So y' all can freak out like sheep | |
The undercover from brentwood, yes i' m doing awesome | |
You wanna see me call steve austin hehehehehe | |
For your protection, go sit in the r b section | |
For this session | |
Cause i' m real deal boy you better believe it word | |
Straight from the boondocks, a. k. a., the suburbs | |
Peace to the underground, where i create my sound | |
That' s more doper than " spellbound" word | |
My time' s up, so what the slouch? yeah | |
I' ma be back, for now i' m out word up! | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
jeff stewart | |
And now " i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
Introducing, the man with the flyest transparent style on the planet | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
" i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
Straight from l. o. d., kirkland ave | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
The one and only philly blunt king | |
" i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
" you' re quite hostile..." | |
" i gotta right to be hostile!" | |
keith murray | |
Keith murray' s, comin from the north south east and left | |
Rhymin to death, makin a world when i take a deep breath | |
With a body boom bash, my paragraph a treydeuce | |
Human behavior in a psychopath | |
Ooooh, i might lose my cool, and break fool | |
And pull out my get busy tools | |
I write like a mad journalist | |
To funk, that' s deeper than a bottomless spliff that' s my word | |
The most beautifullest thing in this world | |
Is my notion, for murderous poetry in motion | |
And the illiotic shit i come across | |
Form a leash you' re trapped in with explosive force | |
I push your head through the cracks of sanity | |
And leave your brain doin a bid in purgatory | |
It' s ninetysix degrees in the shade | |
Before i catch blood on my blade | |
I take my frustration to the stage | |
And gets open dope and stupid bumblin rumblin tracks | |
When i rap my jams be packed like a laundromat | |
My context' ll wreck your whole concept | |
Cause my delivery is so complex | |
And i' m intergalactic on plastic | |
With the superdistinguish that i kick | |
I' m high strung at the top of my lung | |
With my tongue makin hardcore niggaz wanna get dumb | |
My dialogue comes straight from the slums | |
Damnage to your medula, cerebrum and cerebellum | |
If ya got a crew ya better tell em | |
jeff stewart | |
" hostile" sample set repeats in background | |
Ladies and gentlemen, what you' ve just witnessed | |
Is the incredible skills of erick sermon.. and keith murray | |
Coming to an album near you soon | |
This has been another erick sermon production | |
This is jeff stewart signing off, and until next time saying... | |
God damn!!! |