[Featuring Black Rob DMX The Lox Puff Daddy] Puff Daddy: I want you to ask yourself one question If you had 24 hours to live... what would you do? That's some deep shit right there A lot of pressure how would you handle it? Ma$e... what would you do? Ma$e: 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 and my Beretta too I'd do good shit, like take kids from the ghetto Show them what they could have if they never settled Take every white kid from high-class levels Show them what Christmas' like, growin' up in the ghetto Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest Give blunts to them niggas under massive stress Give every bum on the street cash to invest and Hope Harlem World blow'll be my last request Jadakiss: Yo, yo, if I had 24 hours to kick the bucket, fuck it I'd probably eat some fried chicken, and drink in Nantucket Then go get a job from Brandson And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson Load the 3 Power, hop in the Eddie Bauer And go give all 6 to that pappy dat sold me flour Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls Shop at the mall, shoot a little ball Have all of my bitches in one telly At the same time, spread it out on different floors And I'm gonna play Lotto, for what? Even though I ain't gonna be here tomorrow, so what, so what? Black Rob: You know when I was close to the ledge, I'd probably be in the wedge With this bad Spanish mommy playin between my legs Then I'm off to get choked and smoke one of them dreads And get that bitch a million dollars that gave us up to the feds Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain't close I hate her boyfriend, so I'll put one in his throat Fuck around and sniff a ounce of raw, bust a 4 Pause, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor Jump in the whip, get them cats I wanted to get Since the tavern on the green robbery in '86 Went home took a shower in ice cold water And spend my last hours with my son and my daughter Chorus: Puff Daddy If you had 24 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 your ass deny that yo ass about to die? If you had 24 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 your ass deny that yo ass about to die? Sheek: What, hey yo, if I had 24, nigga gotta get the raw Run all in pappy's spot, put one in his head at the door For the times that I payed for 20 and he gave me 12 The other 8 had to be baking soda by itself So pappy, fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank With those bricks in a book bag and a stolen Jag I just grabbed Run in there, grab the bank teller with 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'd be bad For my son to have the same shit his pops just had And when I'm down to 23, I'ma be strapped wit TNT Run up in City Hall and take the judges with me Styles: 24 hours to live, I'd probably die on the 5th Run in the station squeezing the imph I'll be waitin to get to hell and bust down Satan Styles on this shit, and I got spots vacant Back to the 24, I make it out tha precinct Shoot niggas that I hate in their face while they eatin' I'm on the job robbing 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 to harm You should learn to tell the future without reading palms When they come in wit the bullets you prepare with the bomb So fuck being violent, get stocks and bonds, what? DMX: 24 left until my death Sure, I'm gon waste a lot of lives, but I'll cherish every breath I know exactly where I'm going, but I'ma send you there first And with the shit that I be doing, I'ma send you there worse I've been living 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 C4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog Turn like 3 villains 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
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