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With my last Twenty Four..I'd getta Few Girl's still Wishin I had Plenty-More have Many Whores.. I'd smoke a Blunt to my Haters In life, Why Because it's Not Only me thats Gunna Die.. Get High. Thinking where when and Why Life. Had to End Qiuckley. I'll miss G's and O-e forty's With My homies..I'd Kick It with my Family.. Then thank God for the Ground i Was Standing. Laughing Dont have reason for my actions. Because theres no Reaction Of my ways and Feelings, but then it's the End Of days.. asking why God had to Make Me actually End This Way.. Hope-fully SomeOne actually takes the Time To read this.. Look at Life then Finally See-it..but dirt Covers Sinners.. Loser's Lose Winners..And relize that Not everyone Has Nice Dinners.. Anyway..Life could end Anyday..But for me its 24 Hours. It ends Today.. damn^^wtf..it wasnt supposed to be so Down... :shocked: |
My last 24 hours consist
Of eating waffle crisp And marking pancaked emcees of my list. I talked to my ex We promised not to have sex Will it last She's and ethiopian blast My mom accused me of stealing her credit card that she decided to discard I ain't do nothing I at college working hard During the week On weekends I delve in the street You need blow,dirt or weapons??? We should meet I got hook ups I could even hit your enemies for you Just give me 50G's and I'll do what I gotta do |
In my last 24 hours I'd start writing my will
and then some using my guns to kill I would be a real life "Grand Theft Auto" Fuck, kill, and smoke thatll be my motto Run in a bank and just start lickin shots and keep licking shots til tha gun get hot Then Ill just let the Tek spit Sending people to hell earlier than they expected Some will hate me but I know Ill be respected anybody that speak about me be like that nigga wrecked it |
in my last 24 hours i wouldnt have made anything different
id go about livin my life as a rapper whos just gifted have some cereal for breakfast, have whateva i felt like drive out to the city, get on stage and grab the mic rip some dikes, just tryin to fulfill my lifes sole goals but it turns out, its just like swiss cheese...full of holes so i go home, get out some paper and start to kick a rhyme cause how the hell would i know this day was really my time? |
today i knew it would be the day of my death/
So i inhale and exhale sweet cannabis, / knowing it'll be my last breathe/ I wake up and get dressed/ walk the streets with my mind set/ i still have 24 hours, my numba aint up yet/ I find them niggas that have done my wrong// make there momma's sing euology songs// i aint goin out with debts to be repaid/ u fuck me over, today's the day, u gonna get slayed/ or if you think about it, i'm jesus, u gonna be saved/ make the world safer for those like me// cats just tryin to get by, on 24 hours of belief// |
24 hours
IF I had 24 hours to live I wouldnt waste second,
I would steal the fastest car and buy the biggest weapon, Hit my hometown and kill all the people who start steppin, Then take there money and give it to the needy as a lesson, When my rampage was done Id slow it down and reckon, all the times I had wit my loved ones and my enemys, Sit back smoke blaze and kick some verbal remmedys, |
Last 24
12:AM THE X-PILL POPPED INTO MY MOUTH
AND I HEARD ITS TOO HOT DOWN SOUTH BUT JUST RIGHT UP NORTH SO YOU KNOW MY OPTIONS BEEN WEIGHED OUT GOT THE BLUEPRINT 3 LAYED OUT....(I FEEL THE PILL NOW) 1:AM GET THE TREES IN A CHOCOLATE WRAP THE WORLDS CRAZY... COCK BACK MY STRAP...(IM GETTIN REAL NOW) ALL MY NIGGAS GONE RIDE LIKE I RIDE NO FEELINS IF I DIE THEN THEY DIE LIKE I DIE 2:AM WE STOP.... CALL UP THE CHICKS AT ROSCOS CHICK & WAFFLES WHERE WE SWALLOWIN RIBS... LEAVE THE DINER SO WE SPARKIN THE L BUT WE GOTTA FOOT IT NOW CUZ THE ENGINE JUST FAILED... 3:AM WE HICH-HIKE A RIDE FUCK THE DRIVER WE DONT KNOW HIM (POP EM) TAKE HIS RIDE 5:AM WE HIT THE CHICKS HOUSE... WE DIG THE CHICKS OUT... WE ON THE ROAD AFTER RUNNIN THROUGH THE CHICKS HOUSE NO TIME TO WAIST ... NO TIME TO WAIT ... WE ROLL ANOTHER BLOUNT BLOWIN THE WEIGHT... 7:AM NOW THE SUNS UP... YEAH WE STILL FADED AND YEAH ITS STILL EARLY BUT IT FEELS LIKE ITS LATE... BUT ONCE (8:AM) HIT WE HITTIN THEM BLOCKS... DEPENDIN ON HOW MANY DEATHS DEPENDS PROBLEMS OR NOT... 9:AM WE HITTIN GO-KART WORLD... BALLIN LIKE SPACE JAM... IF I CANT LIVE AFTER 24 MAYBE MY ACE CAN...(DAM HOW TIME FLIES) 12:PM I TRY AND TELL HIM TO LEAVE... HE SAYS,"YOU IN IT THEN IM IN IT SHIT IM READY TO LEAVE... READY TO DIE... IN 12 HOURS DOG WE HEADED FOR SKY'S."(THATS MY NIGGA) 1:PM MY FUCKIN HIGHS DOWN... GOOD THING THAT WE GOT THAT STUFF.. SO ALL I GOTTA DO IS POP TO BRING MY HIGH BACK UP... 2:PM IM BACK IN THE MOOD... SHIT IM BOUT TO DIE SOON... SO I KEEP SMOKIN... IF IM GONNA DIE THEN IMA DIE BLUE... STACKIN UP ON MUNCHIES... WE TRYNA GET IT CRACKIN... SO WE HITTIN UP MORE CHICKS... HOR TRICKS TO MAKE IT HAPPEN... 4:PM HEADED OUT THE CHICKS CRIB... WE LEAVE WIT THEY RENT MONEY... NOT CUZ WE DIDNT LIKE EM JUST CUZ THEY SCENT FUNNY... BUT... WE GOTTA GET HIGH... SO WE CAN GET BY... GET IN THE WAY OF THAT THEN WE TAKIN YA LIFE... MATTER FACT ILL JUST TAKE THAT ANYWAY... CUZ ALL I GOT IS NOW... I AINT GOT JUST ANYDAY... 6:30PM WE MAKIN PLANS FOR THE CLUB... WE OUT BUYIN FITS... THE CHICK AT THE REGISTER I GUESS ILL TRY AND GET... I PUT THE NINE THE HER HEAD... YOU BETTER COME WITH ME... WE RUNNIN TRAINS SO YOU KNOW WE BOUT TO CUM INDEED...(YUP) 8:PM WE GET A DICE GAME CRACKIN... AND THE DICE ON MYSIDE SO MY POCKETS BOUT TO FATTEN... 9:PM THE STRETCH NAVIGATOR ROLLS UP WE ALL HOPPIN IN... CU YOU KNOW THAT THE CLUB IS FREE BEFORE 10... 10:PM WE IN THE CLUB... WE ALL THUGS WE ENTER... FUCK BUYIN THE BAR... SHIT WE BUYIN THE BARTENDER... V.I.P WHERE WE AT WITH THE CHICKS... LAP DANCE... NO PANTS... I HOUR EXSIST... THEY SCREAM GIRL POWER AS THEY POUND ON MY DICK... ONE MORE HENNESEE SWOLLOW THATS IT... IM FADED AS FUCK BUSSIN NUTS BACK 2 BACK... IS IT THE ASS OR AM I FADIN BLACK? :wtf: |
if i got 24 left then i'm gone live out my dreams.
duck tape AI, still his jersey and play for the team. fuck some groupies after the game. raww dawg that bitch too. i ain't gone live to see tomorrow don't care if she got hiv or the flu. i'm gone go in a dealership hop in a maybach and try it out. toss the salesman ten stacks of ones then ball the hell out. by now the cops is on me so i go to a gun depot and arm up. i'm ridin solo and heavily armed. they got guns but so what. the first 1000 gone get it too. i'm not going out by myself. 4 hours has passed since i got the bad news of my health. in an instant its over i ran my car off the brooklyn bridge. doctor blamin himself. he misdiagonsed the wrong kid. |
my last 24
id commit suicide cause theres no point in livin if u know u gon die tell god to save me a place on the other side the only thing id do is tell my mother good bye and ask why they wanna take my when im twelve and if i dont receive heaven then fuck it im gonna raise hell |
yo shit i will kill all of my enemys/
and say goodbye to whoever is a friend to me/ ill kiss my mother goodbye/ and tell my girl that today is the day that ill die/ try to find out who will miss me/ i probably go around the world and try to take the earth wit me/ ill blast at the cops/ go to the club and let off some shots/ ill raise hell/ kill a lot people so i could be on the cover of XXL/ on the last hour im a rhyme so i could really spit till i drop/ im a grab the glock/ and kill my self 10 minutes early so i could be ahead of my time/ im a spill all the thoughts that are inside of my mind/ thats wat im gonna do. wat do yall think about this? |
24 hours left who would know
i'd roll down to the Ave pick up my hoe go to the club and through some bows after 3 or 4 hours go roll me up some corn rows finish beef with my enemys, go toe to toe then by a dub and go get blowed im a motha fuck sav and ya know |
Find a bitch with aids and eat her used tampon
Strip naked look for a nun and then latch on honey don't you want some scrub passion? as if I'm even askon cmon get your ass on my bone before I have to raise my tone infect your angel butt then I'm gone to the next slut Spreading the H I V definitly guilty is my plea I'm a G gotta take as many I can with me Y'all are fucked but I was already 'bout to get free |
yo if i had 24 hours to lives just think,
where would i go,what would i do, and plus who would i screw, and who would my ass notify, yes my ass would deny that my ass boutz to die, plus i neva meant to hurt any one this way, but im leavin the world in a good way, ive said my good byes to everyone sept u, cause i still wanna talk sum shyt an scoo u... |
if i had 24 hours to live id try my best to shake up the biz/
id storm my label screaming for more id storm the record stores screaming for war/ id send a friendly letter to tony blair, with bits of his wifes hair inside and a vidoe recording of her crying/ and if i went to hell i know i be frying, but wen i destroy hell ya know i was trying./ after all tht i prob have an hour left, im staring into cars with antitheft, smashing the windows with a right then left/ my momma says stop, but its too late hours up.."i just wanted to say fuck u mum" |
24 hours to go/i have an L tied, me and my niggas bout to blow
doin 90 on the freeway/i got 24 hours, fuck what he say or she say got a shotgun loaded and im ready bout to run up in my high school and get rocksteady blast the principal through the window find my science teacher and put a bomb under her pinto run up on my english teacher with the 44 he tried to fail, now he ain't gradin papers no more |
A DAY TO LIVE? The fuck is this crazy shit?/
I'd drink all the beer in the world, wait, that'd make me sick/ I know, I'll try some hydro.......nope I'm scared of water/ Crack.......unh uh..........thats somethin I wouldn't dare to order/ Bitches? I like 'em, but they don't like me back/ So I guess the only thing I got left to do just might be rap/ I won't even claim to be merkin ya'll as I ride/ Ya know I'll probably get caught jerkin off when I die/ |
i did this cypher once but i'll do it again
24?..I'll dig up biggie and pac and shoot them again go get some head with bill clinton and shoot niggas besidez moviez with mel gibbonz( i think datz how u spell his last name) cross da highway blind folded while therez oncomin traffic set a bum up to get his azz kicced c-walk in front of a blood set, now datz some real shit rob a poor family just 2 make them feel rich do bad shit cuz i was told 2 play nice and tell da world da truthe on who wacced OJ's wife |
if i had 24 hours to live i hope fbi dont get me/
grab a gun that holds about 60/ to the ho6/ drink a whole fifth// oh yeah grab that four-fifth and lay some hot shit/ |
in my last 24 hours i'd tell my friends f*ck you/ to see a smile come on their faces/i'd flip off all my teachers and cuss them out/i would scream and shout/and with out no douht/i'd love to see how far i could push my eniemies/want i'd do to bet the sh*t out of you/i'd tell'em off and see want they'd really do/and if want they were saying waz really true/then i would say f*ck you to the world/they would see the last bird coming from me/
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Yo, check it out.
There's no stoppin' me? How the fuck I'm gone die?/ I'm biggest firecracker since the 4th of July// Stay high all day, yeah, but my shit is controlled/ I know what I'm doing, and I never lose control// So why this? or what's this? that's a good question/ Why god can't give keep it thoro a good blessin'?// I think I should talk to a psychic or a psychiatrist, cuz I just may be crazy/ Like Tony Soprano talks to that one lady, she thinks he's crazy// True, but I still gotta see what's going on/ Is it in my head or am I travelin' like Lance Armstrong// I mean trippin'. straight flippin, matter of fact I need to stop questionin' myself/ Cuz that can't be good for the health// So let's go to the hosital, and see if we can see the psych/ Checked-in they said "where's your medical insurance?" I did'nt have it in sight// So Plan-B that would have to be going to see the psychic around the corner/ And ask the chick should I plan my funeral,a nd go see the coroner// So we storm in the, spot. She's freed up, no wait, that's hot/ Paid her 20 bucks, and I started to release my thoughts// "I saw a dream like Martin, that I was dearly departin'/ Multiple times like Cartman, so what's up with that darlin?"// She said,"Let's see hear let me look in my crystal ball/ Pull out my tarrot cards, and check what's under the stars"// "Are you healthy" I said, "I have'nt been to the doctors in years/ So that must be a sign, but I went to the dentist, and my teeth were'nt doin' so fine"// She said, "Yes I see...you have 2 cavaties/ They found it in the Navy, but you did'nt get them fixed you had to leave"// I said, "Yes I did" I'm gonna continue this later...... |
with the last 24 hours i got on this earth/ill climb back in my moms womb to experience rebirth/or hit up a bank cuz i aint got no time to live/chaos and anarchy are my only gifts to give/to this world corrupted/my liver erupted/galbladder explodin/
and my windpipes rusted/i trusted a condom and godamnit it broke/got chlamydia and syphalis now so when i choke/my chicken its drippin pus-filled liquids/i wont make it thru the night so damn right this misfit/will deface and erase anything he can/before he fades away like bits of sand/in a windy oasis/my minds in stasis/im sic/ like a wic of a candle held to my dick/it made me flip now im crazy/bustin this fugazi/now that im gon die i try to be lazy/yet make my mark/before i fade away/like a kid in the park on a pedophiles best day/ |
i might hand out 100's, to bums on the street
so even though i die, this guy gets ta eat then id do sum drugs, coke, schrooms, meth why the hell not, either way i get death id do some crazy shit, like jack a ferrari or try somethin new, like fried calamari anything that made the day unique, special in its own way so i know that on earth, i didnt waste my last day |
the last twenty four hours of my life were a complete waste of time//
fed up with ppl ritin bullshit lies in their lines,like kids nursery rhymes// its fairytale shit that so badly pisses me off,so dont play me a fool// i no the truth from fake so life then just becomes a tirin readthrough// i sigh cold blue air from between a fine tooth comb to ensure stability// cuz if it aint checked and brushed over...gettin rid of my share of fatality// its the vitality i thrive on so dive in the water of all goddesses fertility// cuz infertility is the worlds shit up after the rest of the fuckin society// Peace... im really pissed da fuck off so i need to rite some more keystyles! A-Cubed |
in my last 24, ill go shoppin fo sho,
buy all the latest fashions, search my every passions, get a gat, get a tat, go out thug style, roam the streets and make out wild smoke a black and mild, chronic smoke, aint no more choke, drink a coke. |
In My last 24, I tie a bomb to George bushes door,
Watch him as he splatters on the floor, Offer him breath, laughin when he beggin for more, I - walk the coast for the very last time, Watch the ocean ripple as I flick in a dime, Take back a tequilla and lime, Get laid, ride the last orgasm of mine, Find myself in peace of mind, Knowin I'm one of a kind... Dont need drugs or shit to make my last day count, I got love, I got life by no limited amount... |
24 inch rims? Nah, I got Twenty four hours, I'll take these guns and give bitches showers/
Walk up to a po-po with a fuckin' sianide donut, Strap a nuke to the STL Arch and let it blow up/ I will show up at the White House will my own W.M.D.s, Screamin' "Fuck the World" rollin' with the R.D.V.s/ I'll smoke weed drink Bacardi, go out and drive, Ah shit, Hey 'Complish, Imma fuck your Wife!/ Track down C-Squared and shove his Skateboard up his ass, Then I'm gonna let the Gat Blast/ I'll be like a Mormon knockin' on doors, Skip right past the talk and fuck all these whores/ Fuck PSA, DeMarcus I'm Comin' for you, Like this chainsaw? It's gonna split you in two/ lol... |
last 24
on my last 24 I'm locked behind bars
cause when i was out i was boasting up cars I took from one man that wasn't to be taken galvanized gun in his hand shaken volts of electricity still couldn't take me his Lex was valuable, could help make me it happened so fast i was splattered by the blast I got a whip now with red tinted glass thinking that i wouldn't get caught I fled having I'm waking up from dreams of how this man bleed i was already living like i was ready to die with no real desinatination, no sympathy,why we all gots to go I wanna go now no last meal, no chicken,no buffet chow in jail i got my chucks on my feet long socks on my feet i got my hair permed ,rolled under with heat on the inside i got the imperial fleet and when i pass, i pass all ties,business and meat beefed up and all in ya face rivalries decompose ya body and leave no trace my enemies celebrate and recieve more mash potatoes on their plate talk about me as if i was a loser instead of the GREAT :beat: |
my last 24 hours id run in my parents crib/
and give them an explanations for all the wrong i did/ tell'em why i sold dope to the feens on the block/ and why i ran the streets with the things in my sock/ then catch up with my girl... just to tell her i love her/ tell her ima miss her... and give thanks to her mother/ for this gift she gave me that blessed my time on this earth/ then i guess ill spend some time with the seed that i birth/ let my son know his daddy loves and i need him to understand/ im sorry i gotta go but i need you to grow up and be a man/ take care of mommy tell her to stop crying/ let her know thats it has to be this way and daddy did stop lying/ then ima take it to the church and wash my hands of my sins/ its funny how god can make small hills outta mountains/ then ima go home just to think and take a shower/ now my whole days gone what should i do with my last hour |
1440 minutes left to see things I've never seen,
tell my lady how important she's been to me, forgive all those folks who've ever offended me, Drop the masks and forget who I pretend to be... 1220 minutes left, half the day has passed, Changed my ways for 6 hours, then I relapsed, into purely transitory pleasure, a hedonistic entrancement Begged God for more time but gave him no reason to grant it... 610 minutes left, I'm watching the clock tick, trying not to reminisce, fighting against being sick, Alternatively wishing it wouldn't end or it would end quick, Tired of anticipation, wondering what death's like and what's after it... 305 minutes left, looking back at my mistakes, All the people I've hurt, all the problems I've made, I can't apologize enough to make it all okay, In reality, I think others may be better off this way... 153 minutes left, the final few hours are now here, My friends and family gather, wanting to be near, We turn up the music, spike the punch with Everclear, Pour myself a big glass, try to drink away my fear... 76 minutes left, most everyone has gone, My lady and I cuddle together watching my last dawn, The sun rises, clouds part, an artstic vision being drawn, We lay in eachothers arms, naked, on the back lawn... 38 minutes left, she's asleep here next to me, I look at her face while she smiles, sleeping peacefully, I run my fingers through her hair, thinking of our history, Kiss her lightly on the cheek, and begin to fade into the mystery... 19 minutes left, I'm starting to drift away, My entire life has led me directly to this day, As it flashes before my eyes, I realize why I can't stay, I've done all I can, and said all I have to say... 9 minutes left, my eyes grow hazy, Is that the light in the tunnell or have I gone crazy? All the good and bad I've done, hyperspeed, is replaying, All those I've loved, going before me, are now waiting... 4 minutes left, my soul is warm while my body's cold, I never thought I'd go this soon, I thought I would grow old, Watch my children playing, a life with my wife to mold, I shouldn't have put it all off, just like I was always told... 2 minutes left, looking down I see myself there, As I float towards the heavens, losing touch with all my cares, I feel so at peace, not like in all my nightmares, I don't know about God, but someone's answered all my prayers... 1 minute left...and I'm...slowly...drifting... I look...frantic...it feels...like...some...missing... but...she's here...I feel her...kissing... we died...together...now forever...never missing... E |
in my last dieing day, unwrap my past, appologies to those i stepped on last//
no regrets, the bets off, time to blast off, im cast off this world, live life to the fullest// i know i acted foolish but when it comes down to it, we all blew it// dew rags to stockin caps, playing with cap guns and fucking the hottest hun's// no life to live only 24 hours, thats 14 40 minutes ill have power// knives, lives, wifes, all wasted, we took no haste in living, the ghetto anthem// at them we pointed and waved said i'll be there some day, middle suburbia, its kinda disturbin// to think one day they throw dirt on the grave, no way to get out a blackness of offence// take a step back look at my life, itll all fade to black// |
If I had 24 hours to live/
i would rent a booth, and have my girlfriend swallow my kids/ go to church and give god some thanx/ strap my body in c-4 and go rob some banks/ run up on niggas i didn't like wit the four-fifth/ say suk it up baby boy and don't u flip/ then back to the mall chyllen wit my niggas/ smoke alot of weed and drink alot of liquer/ then go to the courts and play some ball/ run in the police station and say fuk the lwa/ like jay-z ima give u the best of me/ shoot myself in the head and fulfil my own destiny/ |
Last 24 hours of my life//
Ill live it up, kill nigas straight up// take out my glock pop a few shots// put holes :shoot: in nigas, and cops// Ill Cruz around town lookin for some clowns// Ill gun em down and run around// *lol* Take my m-16 then go around drivin wit my bling// ill look for the 7up guy and make him quench my thirst// With his blood//*lool* Lol okay if you havnt read like the first post i ever did you probably be saying this guy sucks.. I cant rap/spit lool i just like to com up with ryhmes lol, i make people laugh not cry =D |
If I Had 24 Hours To Live Id Buy A Gift For Every Lil Nigga That Live In The Bricks//
Give All The Fat Girls That Dont Get Fucked Let Em Get A Piece Of The Daddy Dick//(lol) Id Serve Everyone I Hate Whos On H A Fake Bag Of D// Let Em Shoot Infront Of My Face A Laugh As They Od// For My Last Hours I Woudlnt Have To Stay Low Key// So Ill Sit Infront Of The Police Station Pump Crack And Smoke A Oz// The Plays Infront Of Em...yes Wide Open// Let Em Confront Me And My Blunts Still Smokeing// No Need To Die It Out// Ill Just Be Like Here Pig Take A Hit" And Move It Twords His Mouth"// And For My Last Hour Id Rob A Bank Mother Fucker// Make Sure I Get Away And Give All The Loot To My Mother// Dawg I Had To Stop I Would Of Just Kept Going I Love This Subject On A Flow I Got Something Written To The 24 Hours To Live By Ma$e ....fire Fire....1 |
another way i live it up.
24 hours of my life left// not stressed// getting rdy to take lives wit me// i cant wait to take bob and whitney// try and hit me// ill have my 9mili straight at you// try and duck, if i dont hit you, it be all luck// if you happen to live ill make you pay// ill drop you off in the middle of the highway// watch you get hit after hit// while you drop i spit, watch you bleed// when its over you gonna need a casket// ill be at your funeral watchin you lay in peace// with your arms and legs smashed in pieces// your mama crying son to bad you didnt live// you probably lived to be a 101// then again you died at 21// 1 hour till i die// getting rdy to fly to heaven// or maybe fall to hell// who knows where we all go when its over// ill spit till the last second of my life// 1 minute till i go// i gotta keep my flow // oh shit! ther it goes// LoL i know it got sorta off topic give me a break im still a n00b |
I might not wake again but somethings stay the same
Roll a cigarette and inhale while igniting the flame No time for coffee so I just chew on the beans Waiting outside for my hired ride in a limozine Off to the most expensive shoe store I can find make some snobby married whore take it from behind Your husband is a millionare you gon' pay me to stop I don't really care I'll pump til your pussy pops Then up comes the cops but prepared with the glocks Pulled it out of her ass and fired some infected shots walked over the corpses and into my ride draggin this bitch while she cries by my side I'm gonna kill you then I'm gonna commit suicide Don't worry what lifes anyway with a pussy that wide Your mans gonna know gonna and show you what for Beat your fuckin' ass and kick it straight through the door see nobody wants you but you can chill with me I suppose now you can live since the popo just sniped me |
Twenty-four hours to live I'm hopping God will forgive
Smoke a blunt crack the bottle spend some time wit my kid It's like I'm leanin' ova' the edge and bout to be pushed Run up in the White House and kill that bitch ass Bush I'm going all out fuck it I got nothin to lose Jesse James didn't finish so I'm fillin his shoes Run up in the bank strapped shut up bitch gimme the cash You better do it now cuz thats the only time Imma ask Go to the playboy mansion start spreadin some shells :shoot: I need some fine ass bitches so I can fuck in hell I'm ready to die - What I ain't showin' no fear I'll put the 9 to my head and end this shit right here |
my last 24 hours, I'll spend dividing my power, to make sure my empire lasts longer then the twin towers, all man power gets devoured, of course im evil with a pen, satanic worshiping the devil I'll bring death to your friends, I'll make a coveth of the end, smokin a blunt on the roof, 20,000 troops packed with uzi's ready to shoot, aliens and marsians better take cover cause in my last hour I'll bring the pain and suffer, the minutes tickin down and im down to my last dutch, packed up another gotti of haze im ready to puff, the clocks runnin out now im down to 10 secounds threw the roach clip and reached for my weapon, its all been collected knowledge and wisdom life came before my eyes now im in another planet, waitin for my rebirth im a child what happened?
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24
Count down a day, then I meet he who create
Spend 12 hours asleep and 11 awake Trade in the beam and cop me some coke Die how I drive and rush when I go Won't say goodbye cause I'll see them again But call those I lost to ask "how have you been" one hour left i put the heat to my eyes cause fuck he who is death I choose when I die |
Just a single day to live and i ain't high enuff yet,
And I got uncooked beef that needs to fry fore i'm dead, Not enuff time, So consider this my last rhyme, I'll probably puff L's and get drunk 2 pass time, And my daughter gotta eat still after my death, So i'll make sure she's straight before I go jack tha connect, I still gotta pick a cloud to rest on above, Tell moms to get ready for da reunion 1 LUV. |
dammit, I know what I'd do if i had only 24 hours left on this planet/
I'd find the playground bullies, aim pipes at they head and ram it/ leave them in a pulp, so i expose their 'toughness' as fiction/ drag carcasses til they spontaneously combust from excessive friction/ take a photo of me sittin by the remains, smeared with countless bloodstains/ so the families can see what the devil's wrath looks like in picture frames/ but before that, I'd straighten shit out with those I care for/ write my mom a letter so she can remember me evermore/ visit my half sister, play her one last time at tony hawks/ let her win for once, and teach her to moonwalk/ kiss her on the forehead, send her my goodbyes/ come back and tickle my cat before I die/ Go back to my hometown so in hell, i dont forget my roots/ maybe visit my ex-girlfriend (man, was she cute!)// |
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