Lyrics:
Portfolio like ryan cohen
Selling high after buying low and
Crack spot with some fiends blowing
Similar to big blizz flowing
It's like the beat yeah
(Mhm, yeah)
Zacaroni and cheese on the toppings, (ya)
Never mind his shit is the one dropping, (woo)
Cohen carried your ass on the track so hard,
el karateca como wildey
Y al momento ustedes Cohen la acera
Porque el que está hablando este no es cualquiera
Porque el que te está hablando este es
radiator
in the dark with Cohen when the rain makes your head hurt
and I wish that I could see the past for all it truly was
when I say I’ll write you one
(Mhm, yeah)
Zacaroni and cheese on the toppings, (ya)
Never mind his shit is the one dropping, (woo)
Cohen carried your ass on the track so hard,
around flow
Like Leonard Cohen's
Since you were invented
Since you came along
No one's even attempted
To come close to the beauty of your song
No
But I'm thinkin' to myself that
"Weaponry" is wack and corny
Halfway through it starts to bore me
Kind of a knock-off of Leonard Cohen's style
Noelle
everyday in the Tower of Song
I said to Leonard Cohen: How lonely does it get?
Leonard Cohen hasn't answered me yet
But I can hear him coughing all
everyday in the Tower of Song
I said to Leonard Cohen: How lonely does it get?
Leonard Cohen hasn't answered me yet
But I can hear him coughing all
Rothschild, Cohen et Lévi et Arabes jaloux des sionnaires
Mangent notre chair pour être au sommet de la chaîne alimentaire
L'Amérique manipule Tsahal, le chef
Et le type expliquera que la fille en photo à l'arrière de Songs From A Room
N'est pas du tout celle avec laquelle Leonard Cohen vivait à l'époque
Je commence par qui? Maitre Cohen
Plus je prends de l'âge et plus
La vie elle est dure
Plus tu mets le prix et plus
La drogue elle est pure
Même si
everyday in the Tower of Song
I said to Leonard Cohen: How lonely does it get?
Leonard Cohen hasn't answered me yet
But I can hear him coughing all
Her words profane, her mouth divine
I tried to sympathize with both sides
But I was caught, like a fleeting thought,
Stuck inside Leonard Cohen's
those Leonard Cohen songs again
You can keep the wok
'cause it matches the satellite dish
You can keep that crew neck sweater
I wore to the Talking Heads
with its patch that says Len
Then I go back to write songs again
Leonard Cohen is working a day job they say
For bizarre inspiration and hourly pay
A trick that won't sang, transported dem thangs
Fuck the pain, give me a label ain't shit funny
Look I'm tryin to touch that Rush and Lyor Cohen's money
caos soem...
Agora eu entendo mais ""Teachers"" do Sr Cohen
Agora eu entendo mais as professoras do Sr Cohen
Muoiono Bowie e Cohen
Muore un fiore in ottobre
Riposano mute le tombe
In quel silenzio che risponde
Mi perdo in una clessidra
Grande come il mondo,
wearing flannel
Said, "I'm not Dr. Cohen but come with me"
He pressed on my tummy, said, "Man, that feels funny
Now take off your pants, just work with me"
an overpriced yard
Over enthusiastic
All fraff no heart
I'm telling some stranger how Leonard Cohen's got bars
On some blah blah yippie yah yah yippie yay
With
a Forbes magazine
What might be good for you
Might not be good for me
Stormy Daniels
Stormy Daniels
Stormy Daniels
Stormy Daniels
Now Cohen's on the floor
bitch we know streets
Never been a rat but I always need more cheese
Never been a Jew but I get bread like Moshe Moses
Partying with Cohen's and they
Tengo palde shooter que no Cohen esa
Si te pones bruto quieren tu cabeza y la traen a la mesa yeh
Tú voz tiene peso pero aki no pesa
Kilos en la presa,
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