Luyện nghe bài hát Kevorkian

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

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

Are you ready, are you
the real docs of death
Oh no, it's death

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

Contaminated in sad
threats, blastin' continents
Kings, queens presidents
Can't tell me where my chiza

Take 'em down blow the house down
The evils got you wobblin' like
you equal, killin' lost people's
No sequel Biko

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

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

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

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

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

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