Kevorkian 歌词
| 歌曲 | Kevorkian |
| 歌手 | Public Enemy |
| 专辑 | There's a Poison Goin' On... |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hawk | |
| Start a war on the poor gettin mad donations | |
| Takin cheese out of poor nations | |
| Got haitians still on sugar plantations | |
| Wiped em out called it exotic vacations. | |
| As you dig it they set up regulations | |
| Turn the rest of the world into cancer patients. | |
| What's the diff no buts ands or ifs... | |
| Now i need a place to hide away. | |
| Are you ready are you ready | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Oh no it's doctor death | |
| Killer man atomic b-boys in japan. | |
| Another brother dies up in sudan | |
| Kevorkian got the heads lookin for that kill em | |
| Dead from the feds shit man | |
| Contaminated in sad predicaments | |
| Blood threats, blastin continents | |
| Kings, queens dead presidents | |
| Can't tell me where my chiza went. | |
| Take em down blow the house down blaw | |
| The evils got you wobblin like weebles | |
| Thinking you equal, killin lost peoples | |
| No sequal remember biko | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Oh no it's doctor death | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Killin millions til they're last breath | |
| Got no right to be dead ass wrong | |
| Killin me softly with your songs | |
| Bring the noise | |
| But surrounded by cowboys | |
| Indigenous but wiped out | |
| Diggin new ditches | |
| Can you dig it | |
| Turnin tricks at the tip of politics | |
| The devils slick, gettin their head split | |
| I spit at those hypocrites | |
| So i sticks to the music | |
| Think about it it's god | |
| You better get with the scene | |
| Keep you and i from being human beings | |
| You deserve what you deserve, | |
| If you believe what he believes | |
| And into everything you leave. | |
| Oh what a tangled web you weave, | |
| When destroyed by the disease by 33 degrees | |
| Bringing satan down to his knees |
| zuo ci : Hawk | |
| Start a war on the poor gettin mad donations | |
| Takin cheese out of poor nations | |
| Got haitians still on sugar plantations | |
| Wiped em out called it exotic vacations. | |
| As you dig it they set up regulations | |
| Turn the rest of the world into cancer patients. | |
| What' s the diff no buts ands or ifs... | |
| Now i need a place to hide away. | |
| Are you ready are you ready | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Oh no it' s doctor death | |
| Killer man atomic bboys in japan. | |
| Another brother dies up in sudan | |
| Kevorkian got the heads lookin for that kill em | |
| Dead from the feds shit man | |
| Contaminated in sad predicaments | |
| Blood threats, blastin continents | |
| Kings, queens dead presidents | |
| Can' t tell me where my chiza went. | |
| Take em down blow the house down blaw | |
| The evils got you wobblin like weebles | |
| Thinking you equal, killin lost peoples | |
| No sequal remember biko | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Oh no it' s doctor death | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Killin millions til they' re last breath | |
| Got no right to be dead ass wrong | |
| Killin me softly with your songs | |
| Bring the noise | |
| But surrounded by cowboys | |
| Indigenous but wiped out | |
| Diggin new ditches | |
| Can you dig it | |
| Turnin tricks at the tip of politics | |
| The devils slick, gettin their head split | |
| I spit at those hypocrites | |
| So i sticks to the music | |
| Think about it it' s god | |
| You better get with the scene | |
| Keep you and i from being human beings | |
| You deserve what you deserve, | |
| If you believe what he believes | |
| And into everything you leave. | |
| Oh what a tangled web you weave, | |
| When destroyed by the disease by 33 degrees | |
| Bringing satan down to his knees |
| zuò cí : Hawk | |
| Start a war on the poor gettin mad donations | |
| Takin cheese out of poor nations | |
| Got haitians still on sugar plantations | |
| Wiped em out called it exotic vacations. | |
| As you dig it they set up regulations | |
| Turn the rest of the world into cancer patients. | |
| What' s the diff no buts ands or ifs... | |
| Now i need a place to hide away. | |
| Are you ready are you ready | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Oh no it' s doctor death | |
| Killer man atomic bboys in japan. | |
| Another brother dies up in sudan | |
| Kevorkian got the heads lookin for that kill em | |
| Dead from the feds shit man | |
| Contaminated in sad predicaments | |
| Blood threats, blastin continents | |
| Kings, queens dead presidents | |
| Can' t tell me where my chiza went. | |
| Take em down blow the house down blaw | |
| The evils got you wobblin like weebles | |
| Thinking you equal, killin lost peoples | |
| No sequal remember biko | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Oh no it' s doctor death | |
| Whose the real docs of death | |
| Killin millions til they' re last breath | |
| Got no right to be dead ass wrong | |
| Killin me softly with your songs | |
| Bring the noise | |
| But surrounded by cowboys | |
| Indigenous but wiped out | |
| Diggin new ditches | |
| Can you dig it | |
| Turnin tricks at the tip of politics | |
| The devils slick, gettin their head split | |
| I spit at those hypocrites | |
| So i sticks to the music | |
| Think about it it' s god | |
| You better get with the scene | |
| Keep you and i from being human beings | |
| You deserve what you deserve, | |
| If you believe what he believes | |
| And into everything you leave. | |
| Oh what a tangled web you weave, | |
| When destroyed by the disease by 33 degrees | |
| Bringing satan down to his knees |
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