24 Hours To Live - Black Rob Lyrics - Harlem World - Mase

[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