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?

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!)//

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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