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letra de 24 hrs. to live (mixed) - ma$e

[intro: diddy]
green lantern (the evil g*nius)
it’s simple mathematics— check it out
i revolve around science
what are we talking about here? (invasion)
i want you to ask yourself one question
if you had twenty-four hours to live, what would you do?
that’s some deep sh-t right there, a lot of pressure
how would you handle it?
ma$e, what would you do? (yo)

[verse 1: ma$e & jadakiss]
i’d turn out all the hoes that’s heteros-xual
smack conceited n-ggas 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 sh-t 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-ggas how to spend, stack the rest
give blunts to the n-ggas under massive stress
give every bum on the street cash to invest
and hope harlem world blow up be my last request (yo, yo)

[verse 2: jadakiss]
if i had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, f-ck 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 baldie, make a few calls
shop at the mall, shoot a lil’ ball
have all of my b-tches in one telly at the same time
spread-ed out on different floors
and i’m gon’ play lotto, for what?
even though i ain’t gon’ be here tomorrow, so what?
[verse 3: black rob]
y’know when i was close to the ledge, i’d probably be in the wedge
with this bad spanish mami playin’ ‘tween my legs
then i’m off to get choke and smoke one of them dreads
and get that b-tch from ’89 that gave us up to the feds
thought of mama, wrote her a note, we ain’t close
i hate her boyfriend, so i put one in his throat
f-ck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four
pause, pull out my d-ck and take a p-ss 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: diddy]
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 your ass deny that your 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 your ass deny that your ass about to—

- mae

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