Burr! my first friend my enemy. maybe the last face I ever see. if I throw away my shot is this how you'll remember me? what if this bullet is my legacy (legacy) 

I see it coming, do I run or fire my gun or let it be? There is no beat, no melody.

Legacy, what is a legacy?
It's planting seeds in a garden you never get to see.
I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me.

!HAMILTON¡

(finish the lyrics)    I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
Is this where it gets me, on my feet, sev'ral feet ahead of me?