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, Levon likes his money
He makes a lot they say
Spends his days counting
In the garage by the motorway

He was born a pauper to a pawn on a  Christmas Day

Levon

Elton John

Classic Elton John

, Levon likes his money
He makes a lot they say
Spends his days counting
In a garage by the motorway

He was born a pauper
To a pawn on a Christmas

likes his money
He makes a lot they say
Spends his days counting
In his garage by the motorway

He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas Day
When

, Levon likes his money
He makes a lot they say
Spend his days counting
In a garage by the motorway

He was born a pauper
To a pawn on a Christmas day

down for too long, put the pain into my songs
Yeah, you're in the dark... But I was raised by it
Couldn't tell you how many nights that I spent crying
I

took the helm
First Duke of Buckingham
Collecting rent the lords of slum
Like Grosvenor and Bishopsgate
Cavendish and Lionsmate
And though there were

Werk Aan De Winkel

Esko

Nachtvlinder

2018

B-B-B-Beats by Esko
Esko!

Ayo Esko (Esko), die bitches zeggen (Zeggen) ik kan niet rappen (Yoncé)
Ben met Ellens (Ellens), wiep haar met helm

the money and the gold
And burn the wagon
Rush up John Wayne an' the one Levon
Him cavalry friend, we burst them one by one
Well hear wicked man say them

belonged where the bench is
Forget hugging fences
Picked a side time to get it
Don't get sick riches
By having well wishes
Look about time that I hold court

of the web
Whether aphid or angel of death
Entertainment or threat
By the end, you're a savory crepe
Models that mar every orbit and corner
It's horrid
There's

Indian
Me take the money and the gold
And burn the wagon
Rush up John Wayne an' the one Levon
Him cavalry friend, we burst them one by one
And they rest

Ey yo whats'up ey? Haha what's rolling
De demons op de aanval a niffo
Make money not friends, ah haha
J.P. Faebien men J.P. Faebien men ey
Murder

it's like (phew)
Tried to wake up early, snoozed 'til noon and got it off by two
You ask, do I stop? Do the clock?
Feel like Loc Dog, should I do

– 
Too high up for the birds to come by me
Shooting star – and boy am I climbing
Please don’t mind me

You know we good, you know we good, you know we

on U-Street, I'm a Nightmare on Elm Street
Halloween Town DC, we tear it down like Helm's Deep
I'm Jack Skellington, packin' hammers, click clack you Kit Kats

through the storm and
You ride the snake
You'll learn to control it
I'm fascinated by questions one might ask
Will the love die fast
Or will the love life

Watch Out

De La Soul

Duck Season, Vol. 1

2002

or gentile
When you enterin' the realm, you find me at the helm
Still standin' like abandoned buildings
In the southern part of BX, can old school it like

or gentile
When you enterin' the realm, you find me at the helm
Still standin' like abandoned buildings
In the southern part of BX, can old school it like

Planet Budtron

Kottonmouth Kings

Royal Highness

1998

money
And that clock strikes 4:20, and you want to get high
No bills get sent when you can't pay the rent
Everyday i get bent yo so i can get by
I'm

job and I tell you that I'm
WORKING ON IT
And my money's getting messed up, best believe I'm still
WORKING ON IT
I'm working on it, not working out

Furthermore forever and whatever you endeavour
Get slapped by the leather, helm back by the weather
Get the cheese, get the cheddar, and wherever and whenever

to the helm
Proud of myself, cause I made by myself (I did)
Everything that I knew I could do for myself
For myself, I would move some weight for myself
I would

with it first
So they can say "Where you get that nigga?"
The essence of my
Vocabulary's exquisite when
I enter into a realm, taking me to the helm

(Takin' all your cards like Seto
Gettin' all this money like Seto
Steady raising the bar like Seto
What is it you niggas want from me, let's go
Seto)