Ma$e Ma$e - 24 Hours To Live Lyrics

Ma$e - 24 Hours To Live Lyrics

[Puff Daddy]

I want you to ask yourself one question

If you had
twenty four hours to live, what would you do? 

That's some deep shit
right there, a lot of pressure

How would you handle it?

Mase, what
would you do?



[Mase]

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 in my Beretta,
too

I'd do good shit 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
niggas how to spend, stack the rest

Give blunts to the niggas under
massive stress

Give every bum on the street cash to invest

And hope
Harlem will blow up be my last request



[Jadakiss]

Yo, yo if I
had twenty four hours to kick the bucket, fuck 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 bitches 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 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 bitch from '89 that gave us up to the feds

Thought of
momma, wrote her a note, we ain'