Because im villainous, i'd prolly rob the world for all its goodies
To prepare to run across the planet nude in black hoodies
Psyc... I'd prolly run up to the white house to take a piss
On george bush's desk and seek out jay-z to fuck his bitch
In the last of my life i'd do the sickest in the city
Jump start the global warming so the hoes a show they titties
Tiggo-bitties in my lap, go to the moon to smoke a blunt
Kickin it up in a crater smoke clouds hover in the front
The weed would be much better, at least more better up their
I'd be chokin way more harder cuz up there it aint no air
Matter of fact, i'd hold the white house hostage for all the power
i aint got shit else to do, nothin to lose in my last hour

Ya know what i'd do in my last 24, i
Wouldn't fuck my chick, man i'd hire me a whore, then i'd
Go to a bank and draw for my piece,
Go crazy, leavin cashiers deceased,
After that i think i'd go and rob a KFC,
Leave takin a 1000 hotwings wid me,
No longer hungry, i'd go into my school, and
Leave a landmine in the middle of the hall,
Go onto the roof with a sniper rifle, any
Fool who's violated gets a shot inda eyeball,
Then i'd go yard and say bye to me peeps, and
Go into my room, lay down n go to sleep

Nineteen years of walking wrong, doing wrong as a son,
Caught up with me in the form of a gun,
Three clean shots, to my chest, lungs full of blood,
Momma crying, soaking in my blood as she hugged,
Can't tell her how much love is in the heart of a thug,
Lay for twenty-four hours, fighting death for my life,
hooked up to a machine, can't breathe and I'm powerless,
Goodbye to all my haters and lovers, goodbye to the struggle,
Goodbye to all the troubles that made me have to mug you,
Give up the will to live, breath is shallow and quick,
I'm watching y'all from heaven, standing next to Jesus.
The Last Twenty -four - that's how I spent it.

what would i do in my last 24?/
i'd pray to god to let me in the white door/
i'd say good bye to my family and my friends/
and constantly remind them friendship never ends/
as saying good bye to the peeps i love/
i'd reflect on life and dream on whats above/
i'd probably do some crazy shit to/
go up to everyone i hate..tell em fuck u/
tell dis girl that i love u/
knowing it's to late for 2 1's to be 2/
go out dancin and hit up some parties/
chill wit da girls we be sippin bacardies/
all night long it would feel like 5 minutes/
knowing that soon the sky is my limit/
then all of a sudden i will be done/
still watchin them havin so much fun/
as i head toward the bright bright sky/
lata homies, cya next time/

with 24 left/ i doubt i'd make it too much different from now
step out for quick minute/ just to go back in the house
call up my peoples for a blunt/ and a thought provoking meeting
showing them the best of my ideals/ while i'm speaking
let them know the situation/ before i expire
show them the proof of it all/ so they don't think i'm a liar
bring this to my enemies/ just to show them it's peace
let them know since i'm a dead man/ forget my family
zone with my beats/ spit harder than ever before
i'm still a kid. this ain't enough years/ there should've been more
pen up a verse/ write it like i'm alluding to suicide
say not to pray for me/ they should've done that before i died

With 24 hours left I'd fuck for like 13
Call the Olsen twins.... Uderage? Shit, I'll die before they're 18
I'd spend at least two getting blunted smoking hyrdo
because I'm swear I better be high when I go
Call up my homies tell 'em fuck a cemetary
Just cause I like underground rap doesn't mean I wanna be buried
I'd tell 'em not to cry - bitches, blunts, good-times - I had plenty
And tip your bottle back up dude, don't waste the henny.

Vote on my shit:
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23 down but one to go,
my lives a show started 24 years ago,
as far as hours they like breaths,
rise and fall of the chest,
wait for the rest while we reminiss on times the best-
hit up slave wage flippin pizza,
told three girls "I want to meet ya"-
took my tips to take sips,
taste of drink on my lips,
posted about LSD on alt.drugs.psychedelics.

If I only had one day to live, Id spit till the Devil hears my shit/ let him and god freestyle battle for suppremacy to my contract my witz/ I was a ill nigga in life, and in death, wont shit change/ I've been hot since birth, butt naked with a mad scientist brain/ Ive conducted experiments in no time, like a thug/ I'll be chillin with Selina and shit, bet she'll let me fuck/ couse I wanna die in my sleep, like granma with an empty bottle of pills/ Needles in my viens, and other shit ment to pain kill.

if i had a day to live, fuck knows how id behave,,id probably keep cool ,and try to act brave,, although i knew that my days were up,, id stil drink from that very same cup,, that i use every mornin every night every day,, basically what im tryna say is i wouldnt change in 1 little way,that nite id go to bed and i would still pray,,id say the same prayer in the way its usualy said,,then id lye down in my same bed ,and place my same pillow under my worried head ,,and think about when pac got filled up with lead,,ile think atleast i dont gota die in pain and i just hope that people remember my name,,im the king of myself and its the end of my reign.

my last 24 on the clock, is every single day ack,
were not even promised the now, yet still we get shocked
when death hits close to home,we remember
that our life is short lived, nobody will be here forever
so what I'mma do knowing everyday could be my last?
live life as God meant, walking the straight path
I pray that I fall while speaking the truth
against all oppression, setting an example for tha youth
I close this, hearin the tick, tick, tick....
forgive me Lord, for this might be my last sentence
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life is a really a dream//
so live life while you have it, if u kno wat I mean//
weed, shrooms, vikes, coke, and whiskey//
alter my state before I fall to my knees//
go to the bank in broad daylight to robb it//
no mask or deguise give the money to the projects//
spend a day wit a bum, share swigs of his booze//
leave him a peice of the green and sum new shoes//
Go to Africa to see my love one last time//
tears in my eyes, maybe try to get between those thighs//
Go to the on the news make sure their airing live//
ask wats wrong wit the world, our problem is money and lies//
tell my family bye, and leave them happy financailly//
I've been digging my grave my whole life, now I'm where I'm suppose to be//
lay there by myself reflectin on my life//
close my eyes to die, going home to christ//

if i had 24 hours left i could fake death/
pop no-dooz, videotape my last breath/
heaven and hell was right on earth so promise land seems far away/
run up in a dyke convention wit socks n reeboks on viagra skeet skeet all day/
my life no fairy tale or somethin to glorify/
couldnt waste my last hours tryin to testify/
i lie just to come back and do it again/
i'm heartless i'd shit on a sin just to win/
punch pregant hoes so after me there be no one/
i'm playin cry like a bitch i love my life, rap this 4 fun/

my last 24 hrs life 2 live
i would ride thru eva neighborhood passing out guns & drugs 2 all da lil kids
head bacc home smoke purple haze & drink a st. ides while i bathed in da steam tub
watching menace ii society while 1 of my hoes gave me a good bacc rub
1 of my otha hoes would fix me sumthin 2 eat while i got dress
i would get my gat, & afta eating go outside & dump on evathing in sight cuz of da stress

24 hrs 2 live b4 i die
i would roll up a blunt of dat blueberry weed & smoke it 2 get high
next jump in my whip & ride 2 da liquor store
den get a 5th of henn dawg, & picc up an asian whore
fucc dat bitch in da car, while we sexin make her fill like a supastar
kick dat bitch out afta bustin a nut, den just my lucc i met anotha slut
we drove 2 wendy's 4 sum food, she paid 4 ur food & was digging da groove
lastly afta eating we both made dat move, we went 2 da motel & she paid 4 da room
we stayed da nite, shit seemed alrite, cuz she wasn't stressin having 2 ride da pipe

frist i'll rob a bank like them old time mafiaz jus for the feelin of the cash
then i'll be sreachin to hit the one and only sexy stacey dash
thrid i'll run the last game of preicous sport basket ball
den i'll smack a bitch cause i never fought a bitch in brawl
afta all that i'll put my worse enemys brain on his apartment cieling
maybe when thats all done imm die any rite if i have that feeling
...then ill commit suicide like slim-shady by jumpin off a 50 sotry buildin

my last 24 hrs seem 2 b a mystery 2 me
cuz i would just considered my whole life like 1 big dream
all da bitches, riches, hittin switches, wouldn't stop me from going 2 hell
hoping dat i can repent & change my lifestyle 2 help me get bacc 2 living well
but nothin i could say or do would my outcome of my destiny
so i would write my will & den take my gat load it up & blast myself & da rest would b history

Yo i dont kno whqat i whould do homie...::
But if u find somethin ya betta Phone me u phonie...::
Can'T Think Be Shocked at what evaz takein OVER...::
Blow mER LOL HERRE RANG ROVER ITZ HOVER 1

before i die im gonna bring down all the suckas who stalk me..
all the cops have wet spots on they laps, i spilt they coffee..
grAff the forces cars..cause i hate these pigs..
make them hit the tar with me..replace these kids...
jus prove they better holdin a badge in their palm..
break they lights..the towns budget was just bombed...
next from the make a wish foundation ill kick it and smoke a cuban...
bankrobbery countain my money..feel more juice than a newton...
like novacaine no pain no shame in leavin a bullet stain...
ill grab the reins of my gun and blast away at my brains...

On my death day, I'll be dressed like the Grim Reaper
Runnin around in my new G-UnIt Sneakers
Wit a gat and blast a random crowd of people in the mall
And after, count how many of them had to fall..
To the ground in order to avoid God's Hall
Then get up on a mountain that is really tall
And push a few hostages off and splatter into a wall..
of the police station and then I'll find somewhere to crawl
and never be seen again
but in the end, I win

24 hrs 4 me 2 live oh no
cuz really i enjoy life 2 much & don't wanna go
but i would ride round & smoke dro 2 calm my nerves
damn i was driving 2 fast & crash into a curb
so i limped 2 da hospital all bloody & cutted
i ask 2 c a doctor 2 get stitched up
i was operated on & it hurted like hell
but i made it through surgery, went 2 walk & tripped up ova a table, & fell
head 1st rite on a bed post, & was knock unconscious & dat'z "Murda She Wrote"

i would live my last 24 hrs of life 2 da fullest extent
i would smoke dat cali weed & drink liquor til i dat bent
walk round woozie & fall out of my house on da grass
wait 4 sumbody 2 help me up den take out my strap & put it on ur azz
tell u 2 give me da cash rite now & don't make ne sudden moves 2 jeopardize ur life
u'll fucc round & get diz double pipe 2 succ on let da blaze get u high as a kite
i don't know y i'm like diz but i will sho nuff get wut da fucc i feel i want
i smoke niggaz & bitches like a blunt dat is sum fire i tote & give u da funk

Yo it's my last 24 hours, my last day my last night//
I got a billion and one options but which one is right//
Do i go grab my nine and rob tha seven eleven//
Or do i drop and begin to pray cuz i gotta get to heaven//
I think I'll repent for my sins and ask for acceptence//
No more thug shit, no more bustin my weapons//
It's 11:52 and tha clock continues tick'n//
I ain't ready to leave this shit got me trippin//
Uh oh, i see a light and a dead loved one//
Poof, im gone cuz my time has come.

^^^^ Not my best shit. Not even close. A nigga's bout tipsy.

if i had 24 hours to live, oh shit/
i'd grab my guns, load sum clips/
hop in the whip, sit back and think/
guns in my lap, i dont miss, so don't blink/
dont give a fuk who i hit, we all gotta die sumday/
im either gettin shot or stabbed, goin out oneway/
if you get in my way, you goin down wit me/
bullets is poppin but they not rice krispies/
me and my niggas is in some deep shit/
its all most time ,im in some deep shit/
i only got one question god.....WHY/
like "JADAKISS" i put the gun to my lips and just "KISSED THE GAME GOODBYE"/

my last 24 hours would be hectic//
Grab up my whip swirvin threw the streets drivin reckless//
Go book some chicks get as much pussy as i could//
Sayin im bout ta die so fuck puttin on a rubber but i prolly should//
After that grabbin the eagle wavin it high//
Walkin down the street killin niggaz cuz im bout ta die//

my last 24 hours would be ill like Ethiopiean fucking white chicks/
I'll live long enough to cut all Ur hours into short nothingness/
bring a rail gun and attach a crank to the shaft/
say fuck the world, like eminem and commence the nukleur attak/
kill babies, daughters and young orphens/
leave em on the side line waiting to die like Miami Dolphins/
make this world colder then The Day After 2morrow/
evacutate the North side of the country, and hang out in mexico while bull riding torros'/
then kill myself during the last few seconds left, while the world counts down/
just so my ghost'll run up on U all like New York wit China Town/

24 hours 1440 minutes
to grab a girl and get up in it
go to the church get on my knees and pray
and ask the lord why i only have this time to stay
go to my fav restaurant and tell em what i want
chew it up take a walk and smoke a blunt

fuck this, every day i live like its my last, whats the difference
scared to leave this world? damn man why would i miss this?
my life is filled with violence, thats all i eva seen
endless mutha fuken struggle on the chase to get sum green
but ok, so the doc told me i got 1 day left on the clock
id start to empty all my shit n sell my last bitta rock
before i cruise down to jamain, "was sup nigga im bout to die.."
i need a bitch to suck my dick, as for weed, gimme som thai
id also hit up some pads, tell my souljas its lookin bad
get high as shit n talk bout the mad times weve had
when im done smokin shit, ill head off to the liquer store
pull out a cop glock n just kick down the door
id rob them fo they henny n take they tequila
get drunk n a mu fucka n shoot the guy behind the counta
oooh one more thing, id have to pay them cops a visit
shoot at patrol cars on my block.. right where i kick it
id have the time of my life so much left to do, but oh wait
my eyes startin to fade out.. its too late.. i wonder if heavens true....

in my last 24 hours i'll pull out my glock
take a walk
shoot any1 on tha block
yhatz rite i'll kill
die real ill
pop sum pill
till i aint walk'n still
or do'n shit of any sort
cuz my 24 hours got cut short

Everyday i walk out tha door expectin to die//
I knoe death is comin but i choose nevah to hide//
Theres no point to pull a nine on me expectin me to collapse//
My last 24 hrs would start out by givin my hombois daps//
Walkin down tha street wit a 40 while smokin that stank herb//
Pullin techs on these niggah and screamin FUCK WUT U HEARD//
Today im expectin to go six feet undah tha ground//
Knowin all my life that i stayed true to my crown//
Round up tha possie and go and look for tha third world war//
Gowin str8 to ground zero not knoewin wuts is store//
its only 8 oclock i still got 4 hours left//
Till this bitch made niggah shot me DAMN an early death//

24 hours to live, guarantee this day won't be loss
run up to my place of work and say "FUCK YOU BOSS"
damn stupid customers ya'll have killed my last day
it's probably cuz of your stupid asses im passing away today
but whateva, where my lil sisters chillin at?
i gotta tell 'em i luv em and there ain't no lie to that
that ill always have their back whether in heaven or hell
and wit me watching their back all is gonna be well
thiry minutes left in this, tha last day of my life?
alight gotta pick up my Ak and my hunting knife
head out to richmond and find my step mother
shoot her pad up so fast all she sees a blur
fifty bullets in the thing 49 was spent
shoot the last one in her dome and find a car to rent
light that shit up and go to my ex-girlfriends house
sneak that car up in there like a ghetto mickey mouse
park it up in the drive way hot box that shit
then blow that shit up, kill both her and her bitch
then float up to the heavens lookin at Jesus and his cross
knowing that this last day wasn't at all lost

My last 24 hours would be used for repentance
Pray to God for forgiveness bcuz I commit sins
Then tell my peeps goodbye and please don’t cry
Give them the reasons and let them no why
Tell my girl I love her one last time
Then get the pen out and write one last rhyme
Give it to the preacher to read at my service
Give my cash to the needy so that its servin a purpose
Sit on my knees and pray for heaven above
Hope and wait to be filled with love
I know I’m not worthy to look God in the face
But the time has come to see what fortune awaits

My last 24 hours would be ill
Go to the best restaraunt n forget 2 pay da bill
I'd neva stop smokin on dat dro
My enemies would run when they saw dat calico
Id have to pick up the finest shorty
Go back to my place n drink a stolen forty
Stop by the church to pray to da lord
Spend time wit my fam n c my niggas in da ward

last hours with body power between my life and death..
most unholy rollin my heart cold and my soul to rest..
all those who talked shit will have themselves choken on their breath...
bring down the world with me, dust the ones who dont accept...
fuck um..cause when ill be lookin down from above the clouds..
drummin sounds...killin who the earths crust was bound...
i dought youll see me sneak up from behind the last second...
youll grow wings too cause this murders life had my posestion...

at my last 25 hours ill check tha good in tha world
and sit there and have respect and not put my wood in ma girl
show desnesy to all woman and give tha world some love
and ill sit chill wit my homies and send a prayer above
thank ma parents my friends and my teachers
and so love and listen to my preachers
and watch some basket ball out of tha bleacher
kick a few of my madest ryhem
and ill accept its tha end of my time
and give my respects to tha greates ali
also ill get ready to meet Pac and B.I.G

Wit 24 tics left on my clock,I'll be smokin.Runnin tha block,makin my last shots count like Jordan.Partyin till tha morning throwin up wit no warning,Fuckin one bitch a be boring.Give me two at a time,muiltply that by two alittle henny and wine,bacardi,and lime.And please don't try ta blow my high,cause 4-5 a pop and blow yo mind.Please don't waste my time.I'm tryin ta spend ya bitch and stacks.And whateverys left I let my shorties eat on that.Fiction or fact,who knows when we down on our last 24.Just make sure its live and you know what you livin for.

on my last twenty four.. im gonna go to tha store.. gun in hand.. blast tha place.. im gonna go to tha studio and drop somethin hot.. im off to my muthafuckin bitches spot.. but i aint gonna get into that.. im gonna find them muthafuckaz who fucked with me when i was a kid.. retaliate on them for all tha shit that they did..im gonna shoot tha president and go on a killing spree.. fuck it.. fate was already on its way to killing me..so i go out gun is blazin..and in a few years they'll be like "Kaz is amazin"..so in my last hour im gonna say goodby to my closest nigga..why have fate kill me when I could pull tha trigga..

Lemme tell ya'll what I would do on my last day
Prolly run around and shoot at a mass gay
Then be on the news for discriminatin, what can I say
But I still think it's aight to be hatin, gays anyway
Then I'll take a drive around yellin "fuck tha world"
And stop by your house and come fuck ya girl

last 24 hrs of my life, i would be a beast on da loose
runnin up in strip clubs, fukin bitches like its duck,duck,goose
breakn shit, startin riots, stealin shit for my people
go get da finest dyme piece, and quickly make my sequel
so there'll be another me, when my 24 is up
but only 10 hrs done past, bitch niggaz better duck
i aint gettn no sleep this night, im runnin da streetz like er'day
imma highjack 'diddy's' private jet, like an Iraqee, and fly to 50 states
and when i touchdown, imma dress up in all black, creep up from da back, and tell bitch niggaz, "hit da road jack, and dont u come back no more, no more, no more, no more"
oh, shit, on my watch, da bitch read 5 seconds
so now im outta dis bitch, lookn like an adolescence (immature nigga)

One whole day untill my fears are met/
id have to thief a bank and call off my det/
buy a jet, and take a trip to Africa and get/
a cure for aides and maybe a shot of some beautiful vista's/
i know what it says in the intro
but id still like to thrust your sista's