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Last Word Video (MV)




Performed By: Damon Xavier
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Damon Hart




Damon Xavier - Last Word Lyrics




At the age of 17 I'm well aware of my mortality
All it'd take is a cop shot - fatality
19 stayed the same, bury me a hashtag don't forget my name
21 I tried to run away from self to stop the pain
Quickly realized I couldn't and I shouldn't breathe in vain
By 25 that CNN predict I wouldn't live to see it
So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it
So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it

So if this is my last word
Just know that at sometimes my path swerved
My feet on grass firm
And if I never had shit at least I had nerve
Cuz if my destiny arrives, if I should meet my demise
Don't have nobody at my funeral just telling lies
I was - conflicted
Walking contradiction
So when the dust is settled know a rebel went the distance
If I'm really through with livin', body cold and start to stiffen
I don't want no flowers at my grave just pop my tape and listen
If I'm outta my time, cut down right in my prime
Tell my people don't you miss me I'll be in the skyline, got
No time to lose, got bigger better pursuits
And if you never filled my shoes, don't tell me what you would do

Cuz at the age of 17 I'm well aware of my mortality
All it'd take is a cop shot - fatality
19 stayed the same, bury me a hashtag don't forget my name
21 I tried to run away from self to stop the pain
Quickly realized I couldn't and I shouldn't breathe in vain
By 25 that CNN predict I wouldn't live to see it
So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it
And if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it

So if this is my last word
If indeed this is my last thought, let it be a black thought
May the final words that leave me speak up for the have nots
Speak up for my people that are chained up like a padlock
Know that I ain't never f*cking change up for the jackpot
And I
Like many men, got no love the cops or the minutemen
Don't care if it offend
How many times will we see it again
End up in the ground or court, even if it's not my fault
They hunt us down, target us like a sport, so we know life too short
So it's
Touchy
Know they can't judge me
Cuz really at the minimal, the end of all I know they can't crush me
Subject
Touchy
No they can't judge me
25 on the 13th hope I'm lucky, oh lord

Lucky 13
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English

At the age of 17 I'm well aware of my mortality
All it'd take is a cop shot - fatality
19 stayed the same, bury me a hashtag don't forget my name
21 I tried to run away from self to stop the pain
Quickly realized I couldn't and I shouldn't breathe in vain
By 25 that CNN predict I wouldn't live to see it
So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it
So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it

So if this is my last word
Just know that at sometimes my path swerved
My feet on grass firm
And if I never had shit at least I had nerve
Cuz if my destiny arrives, if I should meet my demise
Don't have nobody at my funeral just telling lies
I was - conflicted
Walking contradiction
So when the dust is settled know a rebel went the distance
If I'm really through with livin', body cold and start to stiffen
I don't want no flowers at my grave just pop my tape and listen
If I'm outta my time, cut down right in my prime
Tell my people don't you miss me I'll be in the skyline, got
No time to lose, got bigger better pursuits
And if you never filled my shoes, don't tell me what you would do

Cuz at the age of 17 I'm well aware of my mortality
All it'd take is a cop shot - fatality
19 stayed the same, bury me a hashtag don't forget my name
21 I tried to run away from self to stop the pain
Quickly realized I couldn't and I shouldn't breathe in vain
By 25 that CNN predict I wouldn't live to see it
So if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it
And if this is my last word my nigga then so be it
So be it
So be it

So if this is my last word
If indeed this is my last thought, let it be a black thought
May the final words that leave me speak up for the have nots
Speak up for my people that are chained up like a padlock
Know that I ain't never f*cking change up for the jackpot
And I
Like many men, got no love the cops or the minutemen
Don't care if it offend
How many times will we see it again
End up in the ground or court, even if it's not my fault
They hunt us down, target us like a sport, so we know life too short
So it's
Touchy
Know they can't judge me
Cuz really at the minimal, the end of all I know they can't crush me
Subject
Touchy
No they can't judge me
25 on the 13th hope I'm lucky, oh lord

Lucky 13
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Writer: Damon Hart
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