Luyện nghe bài hát Kevorkian

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

As you dig it set up regulations
Turn the of the world into cancer patients
What's the 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, it's doctor

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

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

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

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

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

Bring the noise but by cowboys
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 those
So, I to the music
Think it it's God
You get with the scene

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

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