<<< HipHopLyrics.de >>> Artist: Mase Platte: Looking' At Me Single [Bad Boy Entertainment] Track: 24 HRS. To Live (Radio Version) ft/ Black Rob,DMX,The L.O.X. & Puff Daddy typed by: Sascha Kaczmarek Puff: I want you to ask yourself one question If you had 24 hours to live,what would you do? That´s some deep s*** right there,a lot of pressure How would you handle it? Mase,what would you do? Mase: Yo,I´d turn out all the h*** that´s heterosexual Smack conceited n***** 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 s*** 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 n***** how to spend,stack the rest Give b***** to the n***** under massive stress Give every bum on the street cash to invest And hope Harlem will blow up(Yo)be my last request(Yo) Jadakiss: If I had twenty four hours{For what}to kick the bucket,f*** 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 mumies 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(So what)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 b**** 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 F*** around and s**** an ounce of raw,bust the fo** fo*** 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 Chorus: Puff If you had twenty four hours to live just think Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you s****? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo´ a** deny that yo´ a** about to die? If you had twenty four hours to live just think Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you s****? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo´ a** deny that(What)yo´ a**(Ey-yo)about to die? Sheek: If I had twenty four[Yeah]n**** gotta[Yeah]get the raw Run all[Yeah]them papi´s[Yeah]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 f*** 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 F**** 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 thing 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 lie and I got spot vacant Back to the twenty four I make it out the precinct Shootin n***** that I h*** 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 fellas 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 f*** bein´ violent get stocks and bonds,what DMX: Twenty four left until my(What)death So I´m gon´ waste alot of lives,but I´ll cherish every breath I know exactly where I´m goin´,but I´ma send you there first And with the arf that I´ll be doin´,I´ma 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 Chorus: Puff If you had twenty four hours to live just think Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you s****? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo´ a** deny that yo´ a** about to die? If you had twenty four hours to live just think Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you s****? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo´ a** deny that yo´ a** about to die? If you had twenty four[Yeah]hours to live[Yeah]just think[Yeah] Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you s****? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo´ a** deny that yo´ a** about to die? If you had twenty four hours to live just think Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you s****? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo´ a** deny that yo´ a** about to die? If you had twenty four[Yeah]hours to live[Yeah]just think[Yeah] Where would you go? What would you do? Who would you s****? And who would you wanna notify? Or would yo´ a** deny that yo´ a** about to die? 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