Last Day
Brownside Lyrics

It was a hot late night when I remember kicking back
The singer recalls a moment from the past, on a hot late night, when they were relaxing.

Bumpin the oldies out the homey Dopey's Cadillac
They were listening to oldies music from their friend Dopey's Cadillac.

Parked on the block drinkin buestos sellin dope
They were parked in a neighborhood, drinking alcohol and selling drugs.

Me, my homey Joker, Sharpe, my primo locs
The artist was with his friends Joker, Sharpe, and his cousin.

Watchin out, keep an eye out for the black and white
They were surveilling their surroundings, looking out for police cars.

Kickin back, bendin days on a crazy ass night
They were relaxing and enjoying themselves on a wild night.

The block was rollin just like any other day
The neighborhood was busy and energetic, like any other day.

The only thing I didn't know, I was gonna get sprayed
However, the artist did not realize that this would be the day he would get shot.

Down I fell, it seemed like it was all a dream
After being shot, the artist feels like it's not real.

All I kept hearin was the homeboys scream
He heard his friends shouting and telling him not to die.

I tried to get up but in his arms I kept laying
Despite his desire to get up, his friend held him back.

I look around and seen my homies everywhere
The artist looks around and sees his friends surrounding him.

Faces lookin down at me, then I started getting scared
As he looks up at the faces of his friends, the singer starts to feel scared.

Please dear God, don't let this be my last day
The singer prays to God, hoping he will not die.

I closed my eyes and went into a deep daze
He closes his eyes and becomes unresponsive, likely from the trauma of being shot.

Somebody please Give me just a minute I never knew that this would be My last day
The chorus repeats, with the artist pleading for more time and feeling regretful that this could be his last day.

The juras came, they blocked the calle all up
Police arrived and blocked off the street.

All I kept hearin was the homey got shot
The singer hears that his friend has been shot as well.

The medics worked on me, and the juras all around
Emergency workers tended to the singer while police crowded around.

I got rushed to the hospital, I guess to cut me up
He gets taken to the hospital for immediate medical attention.

Slowly I was dying, damn I know I'm stuck
Despite efforts to save him, the artist realizes he is dying.

there's nothing else to do they said, but wait and see
Doctors inform his family that there is nothing more they can do and must wait for the outcome.

Now I'm stranded in a coma, on a life support machine
He is currently in a coma, being kept alive by machines.

With my family around me, but no way to win
His family is present, but they are powerless to change the situation.

Mom starts crying, and my Pops is holding tight
His mother cries while his father holds him tightly.

With tears in his eyes, telling me to fight
His father is emotional and encouraging him to keep fighting for his life.

Everything went black, and I got cold as ice
Narrator's health sharply declines and his body temperature lowers.

When a big flash of light appeared before my eyes
He experiences a bright light, likely symbolizing death.

It's a shame we die, for the game will never end
He reflects upon the cycle of violence that is so prevalent in his community.

But now I know, now I understand
Despite his late realization, the singer understands the futility of his lifestyle.

Homeys walking up, to pay their last respects
At his funeral, his friends approach to pay their final respects.

With tears in their eyes, dressed up in all black
His friends are wearing black clothing and showing emotion.

"Rest In Peace homeboy" is what they all say
They all express the sentiment of 'Rest In Peace' to the deceased.

Soon I'll be buried, I'll be on my way
Soon the artist's body will be buried.

From ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
The well-known phrase signifies death and the futility of life.

It's payback time, and in my homeboys I trust
Despite his death, his friends will seek revenge in his name.

An eye for an eye, that's what it's all about
Revenge is a common theme in their culture.

I know my hood'll get back 'cause I had mucho clout
The singer's reputation will aid his friends in seeking revenge.

I guess this is it, now it's time to ride
He accepts his fate and is ready to move on.

In the big black hurst, with chrome S's on the side
At his funeral, he is escorted in a black, extravagant hearse with shiny S's on the side.

Bumper to bumper all the way down the street
The procession travels slowly through the streets, bumper to bumper.

Down to the cemetery, rollin deep
They head to the cemetery with a large group of people.

Headin down the Eastside on my way
The singer reflects on his memories and experiences as he is laid to rest.

I never thought I'd come to see my last day
Reflecting upon his life, the artist never thought his life would be this short.