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When I Die (Last Chapter)
- **When I Die (Last Chapter)**
- Intro
- When I die, don’t make me pretty in the papers —
- let the block remember me loud, not faded later.
- Verse 1
- Night snapped like a snare, phone buzzed —mama callin’ hard,
- I tucked my chain, tucked my pride, tucked the script inside my card.
- We moved where shadows talk, alleyways know my name,
- counted clocks, counted losses, kept my winter in the flame.
- Homies turned to echoes, some fell from the same cliff,
- I kept receipts of loyalty —heavy like a gift.
- If I go tonight, I went how I lived: blunt and blunter,
- city lights baptize me, sirens write the number.
- Hook
- When I die don’t put it soft, let ’em hear the truth roar,
- play the tapes I left in the trunk, the stories from the floor.
- Light a cigarette at midnight, pass it round like we survive,
- remember all the times I ran, the nights I stayed alive.
- When I die —keep the streets loud —don’t let the silence lie,
- stamp my name in cracked concrete, let the hood say I tried.
- Verse 2
- Little man on the stoop, he askin’ why I always stare,
- I taught him how to duck the shots and how to hide your care.
- There’s pictures in my wallet of a schoolyard and a hymn,
- I promised heaven to my kids but left the battle grim.
- Enemies got calendars, they mark their days with spite,
- I mark mine with motion, gas the engine, cut the light.
- If the bench get cold, if the coffins come complete,
- tell ’em I died in chapters —not on page one, but on the street.
- Hook
- When I die don’t put it soft, let ’em hear the truth roar,
- play the tapes I left in the trunk, the stories from the floor.
- Light a cigarette at midnight, pass it round like we survive,
- remember all the times I ran, the nights I stayed alive.
- When I die —keep the streets loud —don’t let the silence lie,
- stamp my name in cracked concrete, let the hood say I tried.
- Bridge
- Prayers in the rearview, blood on my new kicks,
- life dealt cheap poker, I learned to count the tricks.
- Ain’t beggin’ for forgiveness —I gave what I could give,
- bury me with my flaws, with the life I didn't live.
- Outro
- When I die don’t make it quiet —let the block argue, shout,
- let the stories cut like winter, let the truth roll out.
- Teach the kids my mistakes so they don’t have to cry,
- tell ’em: “that one lived loud —don’t forget why.”
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