24 Hours To Live Lyrics by Mase

24 Hours To Live Lyrics

    [puff daddy]
    I want you to ask yourself one question
    If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
    That's some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
    How would you handle it?
    Mase, what would you do?

    [mase]
    Yo, i'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual
    Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal
    I'd even look for my dad that i never knew
    And show him how i look in my beretta, too
    I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
    Show them what they could have if they never settle
    Take every white kid from high class level
    Show 'em what christmas like growin' up in the ghetto
    Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest
    Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
    Give every bum on the street cash to invest
    And hope harlem will blow up be my last request

    [jadakiss]
    Yo, yo if i had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck it
    I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a nantucket
    Then go get a jar from branson
    And make sure i leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
    Load the three power, hop in the eddie bauer
    And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour
    Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls
    Shop at the mall, shoot a lil' ball
    Have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time
    Spread it out on different floors
    And i'm gon' play lotto, for what?
    Even though i ain't gon' be here tomorrow, so what

    [black rob]
    You know when i was close to the ledge
    I'd probably be in the wedge
    With this bare spanish mami playin' 'tween my legs
    Then i'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
    And get that bitch from '89 that gave us up to the feds
    Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain't close
    I hate her boyfriend so i put one in his throat
    Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
    Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor
    Jump in the whip, git them cats i wanted to git
    Since the tavern on the green robbery in eighty-six
    Went home took a shower in nice cold water
    And spent my last hours wit my son and my daughter

    1 - if you had twenty four hours to live just think
    Where would you go?
    What would you do?
    Who would you screw?
    And who would you wanna notify?
    Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?

    If you had twenty four hours to live just think
    Where would you go?
    What would you do?
    Who would you screw?
    And who would you wanna notify?
    Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?

    [sheek]
    What hey yo, if i had twenty four nigga gotta get the raw
    Run all them papi's spot, put one in his head at the door
    For the times that i paid for twenty an he gave me twelve
    The other eight had to be baking soda by itself
    So papi fuck you, you dead now, i'm off to the bank
    With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen jag i just grabbed
    Went in there grabbed the bank teller wit the pretty face
    Fuck her in the safe, and have her take me to my place
    We'll make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be bad
    For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
    And when i'm down to twenty three, i'm a be strapped wit tnt
    Run up in city hall and take the judges wit me

    [styles]
    If i had twenty four hours to live, i'd probably die on the fifth
    Run in the station squeezin the inf'
    I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust down satan
    Styles' on this shit and i got spot vacant
    Back to the twenty four i make it out the precinct
    Shootin niggas that i hate in they face while they eatin'
    I'm on the job robbin' every so-called don
    Give the money to my moms and tell her that i'm gone
    I would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm
    He should learn to tell the future without readin' palms
    When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb
    So fuck bein' violent get stocks and bonds

    [dmx]
    Twenty four left until my death
    So i'm gon' waste alot of lives, but i'll cherish every breath
    I know exactly where i'm goin', but i'mma send you there first
    And with the shit that i'll be doin', i'mma send you there worse
    I've been livin' with a curse, and now it's all about to end
    But before i go, say hello to my little friend
    But i gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother
    Try to explain to my son, tell my girl i love her
    C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog
    Turn like three buildings on wall street, into a fog
    Out with a bang, you will remember my name
    I wanted to live forever, but this wasn't fame

    Repeat 1 until fade

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