Luyện nghe bài hát Kevorkian

Start a war on the gettin' mad donations
Takin' cheese out of poor
Got still on sugar plantations
Wiped 'em out called it vacations

As you dig it they set up
Turn the rest of the into cancer patients
the difference no buts ands or ifs
Now I need a place to hide

Are you ready, are you
Who's the real of death
Oh no, doctor death

man atomic B-Boys in Japan
Another brother up in Sudan
got the heads lookin' for that kill 'em
Dead the feds shit man

in sad predicaments
Blood threats, continents
Kings, dead presidents
Can't tell me where my chiza

Take 'em down blow the house blaw
The evils got you like weebles
Thinking you equal, lost people's
No remember Biko

Who's the docs of death
Oh no, it's death

Whose the real of death
Killin' millions 'til they're breath
Got no right to be ass wrong
Killin' me softly your songs

Bring the noise but by cowboys
Indigenous but out diggin' new ditches
Can you dig it tricks at the tip of politics?
The devils slick, gettin' head split

I spit at hypocrites
So, I sticks to the
Think it it's God
You get with the scene

Keep you and I from being beings
You deserve what you
If you believe what he

And into you leave
Oh what a tangled web you
destroyed by the disease by 33 degrees
Bringing Satan to his knees