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had to go by myself
I never played basketball I had to be the ref
In the second grade I got kicked out of my home room
Had kids who told on me for shit

They never thought this would happen
I should just better myself
I ain't even gotta touch the pussy
That shit get wet by it'self
Nas got me out

know it's a ghost town
Better but you know I'm missing out
Yea, you know I'm missing out
Why don't you run now
You know it's a ghost town
Better but you

Legacy

Travis Scott

Father of 4

2019

got checks I don't run and get mad
That's not how I react (react)
But she throwin' it back, I done threw it right back
I spent 40K flat (flat)
Don't

anxiety filling' my mind
I know she couldn't be by my side
I'd push her away just to write these lines
I can hardly keep myself alive
Let alone make sure

Tryna do it by myself, you know who you are
From the bottom to the top, I will never run
From the bottom to the top, no I'm not the one
Now I gotta raise

to go
I'm by myself I'm all alone but one things for sure
That money love dat money love me that's on my soul
That's on my soul, that's on my soul, put

your library books from last year 
Past due 
Percy was persistent I listened now I'm way past truth
Take it out to college Mr. George got the focus group

they arrest us
Where our safety
While they protect us
A dare to make me
Kill to correct this
Out of options
Breed desperate acts
Hypocrites obnoxious

taking ya crown
And if you really want the smoke
I’m making my rounds
The new goat gone always be around
Cause I run my city

I did it by myself
I pulled

time retracing dreams 
Sabotage myself 
And I keep blaming, avoiding my own mistakes  


It’s all over now
One by one 
In the middle the years run out

Professional Rapper

Snoop Dogg

Professional Rapper

2015

there in Richmond
Before that
Oh, you talking bout my hometown?, yeah

I was born out of Philly grew up in a little silly old town called Cheltenham
It

cuz you know I neva run
Gotta problem wit the kid bet my fists can be the sum
I can do this by myself I told my brodas not to come

I put fear in you

town of St. George On the banks of the Balonne
A land of sandalwood and box Tea trees, mulga and river gums We walk this land with the taipan
Yudendali,

I'm still the same n***a when I'm 50 deep, I'm by my lonely
I was taught to run down, no long range, get close up on him
Run up, that's a headshot,

in the pen
Been there before but I don't wanna go again
Get it by myself cause I don't got alotta friends
Stay out the way I can't tell on myself

Separated by Hog Town hyways and byways
He'd say Son here we go again we're are  back in the big city
It'll be another year with 50 weeks of tears till we get

Was you there when I was down, no
Really think that I need you now
Her attitude is foul
She can't wait til' I beat it down
In and out of towns, woah

I started out an optimist
Now I'm just demolishing
Everything single thing I come in contact with
No holds barred no concern for consequence
Only

of shiny Stacey Adams
I'm gon' pull myself up by my wingtips and look good doing it
I'm the double talking, double consciousness of Du Bois
and the glorious,

A shiver spreads from
A broken shoulder
Proportions out of
Their blowing order
Cause nothing's okay
When you tell yourself that
Butterflies
Run the line

One of these days I'm gonna find myself some kind of time
Keep telling myself ain't gonna run it out, gonna hit rewind
All of these tears ain't gonna

tossed to the benches
Aye
Aye
Me ungrateful no witness
Brought out Lyons royalty
Still got caught by the fences
Kind hearted high expectations
It used

Dancehall Queen

Robyn

Dancehall Queen

I take the bus to town
Sitting in the back and talk to no one
I got the high heels on
I go out dancing all by my own
People are pushing by