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/

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, 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...

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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

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

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...Mister E...

I don't need to talk shit about how I'm sick n' I'm the man/I'll just sit back and let the votes show how dope I am

...Bomb The Suburbs...Better Than Sex...BreathTaking Style...Breaking Through Stereotypes...Body, Thought & Soul...

MisterE v. Guyver4MK

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//

__________________
same person new tactics, and above all more violent

my doctor says i have anger issues, i told him to watch out i have a gun...

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/

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Last 24 hours of my life//
Ill live it up, kill nigas straight up//
take out my glock pop a few shots//
put holes 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