Luyện nghe bài hát Kevorkian

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

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

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

Killer man B-Boys in Japan
Another brother dies up in
got the heads lookin' for that kill 'em
Dead from the feds man

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

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

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

the real docs of death
Killin' millions 'til last breath
Got no right to be dead ass
me softly with your songs

Bring the noise but surrounded by
Indigenous but wiped out diggin' new
Can you dig it turnin' tricks at the tip of
The devils slick, their head split

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

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

And everything you leave
Oh what a web you weave
When destroyed by the disease by 33
Bringing down to his knees