Joyner Lucas - 24 hours to live

Me and my niggas outside of the crib
Blowin' up smoke and rollin' a few
Shootin' some dice and makin' a flip
We gettin' it lit, you know it what it do (yeah, yeah)
One of my homies say, "I got a question, I wanna know, like what would you choose
If you had twenty-four hours to live then where would you go? And what would you do?" (grr)

I'm 'bout to catch a few felonies
Load up the trunk and then head to the Beverlys
Hop out the whip and then rob a celebrity
Take all his shit and then steal his identity (grrah)
Strap on a vest then go kill all my enemies
Slap any hater that showed any jealousy

Shoot every broski that tried to get next to me (yeah)
After this shit, they all gonna remember me (grrah)
Stick up the bank and I empty the drawer (empty the draw)
Get on the floor
Take from the rich and then give to the poor
Give them the shit that they couldn't afford (yeah)
Buy 'em all cribs and then give 'em a tour (give 'em a tour, skrr)
Whippin' a Porsche
Skrrt on the cops, ain't no flippin' the law
Buried the opps and then dig up the corpse
Throw me a party with all of the bros
I done turned every day to a holiday (holiday)
I have an orgy with all of the hoes who ain't never wan' give me the time of day (time of day)
Catch 'em all lackin' then kidnap you rappers who talk the police an cooperate (cooperate)
Break in the prison and free all the hitters and give all them niggas a lobster plate (let's go)
Pull up to the fuckin' White House with an AK
Go inside and cut the lights out then I make way (yeah)
Tell the government to pipe down, we don't play safe
Everybody on the block now get a payday
Stay ready and I'm on the prowl with a straight blade
Guarantee the shit'll go down like a mayday
Make 'em renovate the whole then I vacate
Lot of niggas doin' no good but they'll maintain
I'ma gun down every pedophile
Wonder if I get to heaven now or I'm a criminal
Wan' take every dead beat daddy, put 'em in the ground (whoa)
Niggas actin' like they been around but they in and out (yeah)
I'ma run a couple hundred miles
Then I'm givin' out hope to the people at the bottom that can never smile (whoa)
I can feel the clock runnin' low, any minute now (Woah)
Everything I ever wanted, I'ma go and get it now, nigga, now (grrah, bah, bah)

And I'm 'bout to catch a few felonies
Load up the trunk and then head to the Beverlys (ayy)
Hop out the whip and then rob a celebrity
Take all his shit and then steal his identity (bah-bah, bah-baow)
Strap on a vest then go kill all my enemies (whoa)
Slap any hater that showed any jealousy (whoa)
If you had twenty-four hours to live with it (whoa)
What would you do if it was you instead of me? (Grrah, bah-bah-bah)

What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
I got a question, I wanna know like what would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
Where would you go? (Twenty-four hours)
And what would you choose? (Twenty-four hours)
Said, I got a question, I wanna know like what would you do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Would you go crazy because of it
Kill every nigga you holdin' a grudge against (grrah)
Line up the plug and then steal you a hundred bricks (bah)
Slap any nigga that did any sucka shit (bah-bah-bah)
Run in the crib and then take what you wanna get
Load up the choppers and scheme on the government (grr)
Twenty-four hours is all the you gonna get
Would you go stupid or would you do none of it?

And I'm comin' for every nigga that owe me cake
Better have every single penny and don't be late
All the runnin' and hidin' you doin', won't be safe
We ain't talkin' to 9-1-1 to negotiate
I'ma fuck all your baby mamas and procreate
Give your son a new little brother, I hope he hate
Got a bullet for every nigga that told me, "Wait"
No more ramen and OJ, I need a Kobe steak (grr)
Sick and tired of niggas braggin', better give me your jewelry
If I don't take it off then you'll be givin' it to me (bah)
I murder every bully that be gettin' unruly
This for every nigga that thought they was livin' a movie (grr)
Way too many on my list that was darin' to move me
This for anybody that was swearin' they knew me
I'll take every motherfucker who do animal cruelty
Line 'em all up in a row, so they hand me the Uzi, ah (grrah)
And you gon' see what happens next
'Cause when the clock hits stop I can laugh at death (ayy)
I got a bulletproof heart, I don't have a vest (ayy)
Before I die, ask God if I passed the test (bah-bah, bah-bah)
Take all my money out the crib then I cash a check (whoa)
Then give it all of it to my kids, that's my last request (whoa)
If you had twenty-four hours of action left (whoa)
Then tell me what you gon' do if your ass was next? (Grrah, bah-bah)

What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
I got a question, I wanna know like what would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
Where would you go? (Twenty-four hours)
And what would you choose? (Twenty-four hours)
Said, I got a question, I wanna know like what would you do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Would you go crazy because of it
Kill every nigga you holdin' a grudge against (grrah)
Line up the plug and then steal you a hundred bricks (bah)
Slap any nigga that did any sucka shit (bah-bah-bah)
Run in the crib and then take what you wanna get
Load up the choppers and scheme on the government (grr)
Twenty-four hours is all the you gonna get
Would you go stupid or would you do none of it? (None of it, none of it, none of it)

Hey, Doc, what's the news?
Doc says, "I have some bad news and some really bad news
The bad news is that you only have twenty-four hours to live"
Fuck, can't believe it, oh my God, what could be worst news than that?
Doctor says, "I couldn't get ahold of you yesterday"
Hahaha, haha

Written by:
ADHD Productions, Gary Lucas, Kavi Lybarger, Leo Son, Valentin Cernomaz

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