Styles' on this shit and I got spot vacant
I've been livin' with a curse, and now it's all about to end
Spread it out on different floors
Jump in the whip, get them cats I wanted to get
And who would you wanna notify?
So I'm gon' waste a lot of lives, but I'll cherish every breath
Back to the 24, I make it out the precinct
Show 'em what Christmas like growin' up in the ghetto
Run up in City Hall and take the judges with me
What would you do?
C-4 up under the coat, snatch up my dog
If you had 24 Hrs. to live just think
I know exactly where I'm goin', but I'ma send you there first
You know when I was close to the ledge
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
Get a fresh baldy, make a few calls
We'll make a kid but that's selfish and that'll be bad
And who would you wanna notify?
I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat
Have all of my bitches on one telly at the same time
And when I'm down to 23, I'm a be strapped with TNT
I'd probably eat some fried chicken and drink a nantucket
Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest
Even though I ain't gon' be here tomorrow, so what
What would you do?
And who would you wanna notify?
Mase, what would you do?
Where would you go?
And who would you wanna notify?
But before I go, say hello to my little friend
Try to explain to my son, tell my girl I love her
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank
Where would you go?
Run in the station squeezin' the inf'
Since the Tavern on the green robbery in eighty-six
Thought of momma, wrote her a note, we ain't close
Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal
I'd probably be in the wedge
He should learn to tell the future without readin' palms
And hope Harlem will blow up be my last request
Run all them Papi's spot, put one in his head at the door
I would school my little brother that niggas mean him harm
Went home, took a shower in nice cold water
The other eight had to be baking soda by itself
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
What would you do?
Give the money to my moms and tell her that I'm gone
If you had 24 Hrs. to live just think
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual
What hey yo, if I had 24, nigga gotta get the raw
That's some deep shit right there, a lot of pressure
Out with a bang, you will remember my name
What would you do?
And make sure I leave my mother, the money to take care of grandson
With this bare Spanish mami playin' 'tween my legs
But I gots to make it right, reconcile with my mother
Who would you screw?
If I had 24 Hrs. to live, I'd probably die on the fifth
Fuck her in the safe and have her take me to my place
Shop at the mall, shoot a lil' ball
If you had 24 Hrs. to live just think
Show them what they could have if they never settle
Who would you screw?
I'll be waitin' to get to hell and bust down Satan
And who would you wanna notify?
When they come in with the bullets, you prepared with the bomb
Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
If you had 24 Hrs. to live just think
Where would you go?
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
What would you do?
Went in there grabbed the bank teller with the pretty face
I'm on the job robbin' every so-called Don
And go give all six to that papi that sold me flour
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
If you had 24 Hrs. to live just think
And spent my last hours with my son and my daughter
I'd even look for my dad that I never knew
Who would you screw?
I'd do good shit like take kids from the ghetto
Who would you screw?
And get that bitch from '89 that gave us up to the feds
For the times that I paid for 20 an he gave me twelve
For my son to have the same shit his pop's just had
And show him how I look in my Beretta, too
So fuck bein' violent get stocks and bonds
Who would you screw?
Then I'm off to get choke and smoke one a them dreads
Where would you go?
Yo, yo if I had 24 Hrs. to kick the bucket, fuck it
What would you do?
Load the three power, hop in the Eddie Bauer
Then go get a jar from Branson
I wanted to live forever, but this wasn't fame
Shootin' niggas that I hate in they face while they eatin'
And I'm gon' play lotto, for what?
Take every white kid from high class level
Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
Turn like three buildings on Wall Street, into a fog
If you had 24 Hrs. to live just think
Where would you go?
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen jag I just grabbed
Give every bum on the street cash to invest
Where would you go?
How would you handle it?
And with the shit that I'll be doin', I'ma send you there worse
24 left until my death
Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on the floor
