My Last 24 Hours...

[The Realist]

Write about what you would do with your last 24 hours of life. Six Line minimum and try to be creative. I do not want the same I'll have sex with my girl type crap.

OK, this is a trial run here. If this works out well I will keep it as a cypher.

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[conquistador]

Last 24????
First hit the liquor store
not to go inside but to sell this brick a raw
Then hit the liquor store and cop some Jack. D
Some O.E and my chrome heat who want beef
Now let's see
Go kill all the bitches who owe me
Including my mother but she gotta die slowly
Go bless all my homies with 20G's each
Then hit the Jewelry store and cop some gold teeth
Stunt in DC......on the wrong turf
Be in Southeast with pounds a herb
Till ya learn I never gave a fuck
All I got is me I already lost my nuts

[AC-Satch]

Damn, only 24 hours left to find paradise
24 hours that the spirit in the sky spared my life
24 hours until my body is paralyzed, is this a dream?
There are so many things I’ve never seen,
A whole other world that isn’t screened
A chance to redeem a humble self-esteem
But I sit still, stuck, motionless
Flashbacks of satisfactory life don’t exist
I won’t assist, my motivation remains elitist
To hell with this, eloquent melodist
Time to relish in devilish conduct
Climb the fire escape with an automatic product
Tie the blindfold tightly, after I release the safety
24 hours of hollow tip justice, done hastily
Pay’n compensation for the many that disgraced me
Ok erase me, my 1440 minutes of fame are over
Now I await Infinity, eternity, thank ‘god’ I got a 4 leaf clover…

[TrueILLusion]

In 24 hours my life will be no more
And in all this time I noticed, what was I livin for?
I go over to my boys and kick it like old times
dont tell em bout my fate, just here to flow an rhyme
I leave a little early to go visit my girl
tell her I only used her for pleasure and that I'm leaving this world
She seems a little confused but there aint nothing more I do
but shoot a couple of hoops and laugh at some beefin crews
I wonder if what all my teachers ever taught me was true
a model of our universe explains that I'm not alone in the blue
all living organisms someday must pay their dues
but until you free your mind your body will lay in rue

[Intense It E]

Ok 24 hours to live I can handle it
First I'll buy a lighter; the one you light a candle wit/
Grab some gasoline to do away wit some problems
Pour gas around my enemies house, ready to solve em'/
But that'll only a hour I got 23 to go
I guess it time for me to start lookin for a ho/
Go pick up some hookers and make sure they get tha picture
When I'm done and they ask for dough, I'll pull a Jack the Ripper/
Reach in my pocket, no money, I guess I'm in a bind
I wait for a guy that can't see and rob his ass blind/
And if that's not enough I'ma think of my mom
She need money so I'm walkin in a bank wit a bomb/
Make sure I get it to her so she'll be set for life
Any eyewitness gettin hit wit the tech or tha knife/
I can't use the money so I'll give it to my mother
Give her a hug a kiss and tell her that I love her/
Ok I know I'ma die so I'm itchin to shootout
Go in my room look in the dresser and I'm liftin the tool out/
The easiest way is to get in the car wit tha glocks
Drive to L.A and wait to get pulled over by tha cops//CID

[Nikyle]

if i only had 24 hours before i moved on
I'd say fuck the blunts and joints and get myself a bong
then i'd get so blowed i couldn't see or think straight
Think about my life not acceptin my own fate
Then i'd prolly cruise over to the area where my nigga lives
And shoot up a couple homes until i became a fugitive
Run back 2 the crib and stash my money in the house
Then i'd wait for the police so i could run off at the mouf
then draw my gunz and have myself a shootout

[gizzard]

24 houres left
i would run threw a gay right parade with a snow plow
kill fucken anybody who ever dissed me and fucking take ample drugz
put some slugz in bush than get drunk
hit the beer bong and fuckin tear shit up
than go for anouther hit and take out osma the suaside boma

[DKA]

Shit with 24 hours at least I know whens my last breath
So I keep a stog and my mouth and a beer in my hand
I live everyday not expecting a damn thing but death
So with 24 hours Id do exactly what I had planned
Id hit up my girls tell em Im comin thru
Pick up some gin n tonic and some ice cubes
Holla at my boys to come chill at the spot
have a few drinks talk about shit thats hot
cut for a minute and get my socks blown
24 hours to live thats 24 more than i though the devil would loan

[Simile]

Woke Up, Another Wednesday And I Got No Maid To Fool,
'Stayed-In-School' Is On The Job So That He Gets Paid In Full,
No Whip, No Bike To Ride On And To Walk Is A Fuss,
I Touch My Cuts, And I Decide That Imma Go Stalk The Bus,
Sneakers Are Laced And In 30 Ya Boy Reaches The Place,
On TV's A Race And I'm Popular So All The Chicks In My Face,
I Needed Some Bass, So I Could Move It Wit' My *Wrachet In Heel*,
Like A McDonald's Worker I'm Jus' Packagin' Meals,
Shorties Starin' From The Streets That Are Ajacent To Me,
In Alleys Girls Fightin' Rapists Wit' A Can Of Mace At They Feet,
After Slangin' Like A Nigga Who Had Broken His Arm,
Sunlight Morphes Into Night I'm Gettin' Smoked In THe Car,
South Side Is Where I Lay And Would Get Blast If I Could
Fuck it, Every 24 Could Be Your Last In My Hood

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*Wratchet In Heel* Means Gun In My Shoe

[2mD]

2 be honest i aint really do jack*
i jus hopped on da computer 2 do rap*
about 5 miutes* after leavin da sack*
i took a shower*2 get da dirt off my back*
hot water got me relaxed* 2 relaxed*
that i can barely stand*so i slacked*
like a married man* i felt backed*
i always feel datway* no surprises
eyes burnin* so i closed my eyelids
why even shampoo?*with short hair like mine is*
dats my day, real borin* i won't deny, is true
but u readin dis* so the one who borin is you!!!*

[Ack Scent]

if i only had 24 hours left to live i'd prolly run
from my past my present and the future that is to come
I'd reflect on my life and see where i went wrong
Cuz my world is crashin down like barrels in Donkey Kong
I'd write a song for the whole world to remember me by
Then i sit and hold my breath till i passed out or died

[...Blindeye...]

Only 24hrs left and that'll be the end of my days..
Reflecting on the things ive done, how often i changed my ways..
The question why? floats about, on all the things that i did...
Good or bad all it did was reflect on the people i was wit..
But come to think about it.. it was life and was worth it all...
Taking it slowly, wasting time... then getting treated like a fool...
I stepped up my game and now im here till the end...
Full of courage, no fear... Got no problems to mend

[Vylint]

Please, most of you cats are kind of niave
Because with 24 hours to live, i wouldnt try to spread seed
I'd lie on my back, and cry on me knees
Beggin to god, and tryin to pleed
And if eyes were on me, with 24 to live it all
I'd go into shock, and then into awe
I'd probally be expectedly a mess to see
because there would be a first time for every thing except for me.

[Lil' Wes]

ayo ayo shit yo im thinkin my last 24 i cant imagion//
then it happen i realize fate is already been staren into my eyes//
owe sum niggaz round to way 20Gz..if another nigga was to die//
so now im walk in fear down my own street//
i dun fucked wit the wrong niggas this time n i think ima get beat//
so wit one day left to live ima go sumwear expenive n eat//
tryin to sirvive i take a seat...contumplant bout the 16 hour left to live//
ima go back home say bye to my kid//
afta all that was said in done...i figgad it was time to have sum fun//
now im already on the run..so i grabbed my fo'five//
NOw i say ima ride to i die..//
now ima riden through the streets of b-more//
tore up the road..then it happen guns was startn to unload//
i start drop shot through the drop top//
the cops stop the gun battle but now we in a high speed chase//
im goin a buck fifty on the highway all i see is my babys face//
changed to the other lane n end my life in a blaze// (car caught fire)

[2mD]

ALL TRUE!!!!!!!!!

step outside, portable cd player with me
walking around, playin jada's kiss of death cd
playing track 5 "times up" saying every note
while a member of a local crew LAS taps me on the back
told me i can flow, and ask me if i write tracks
i said yea and pulled out 9 papers with lyrics fast
he asked me to spit the song myelf, i agreed
i flowed nonstop, he replyed a beat was what i need
told me he had a uncle producer, and he gotta crew
he sad "i'm lookin for sum young talent and its you"
i thought cool, and I asked him to spit a verse
i swear he the leader and i believe strongly he was the worse
the crew won't last
so i told the nigga i past
its sad cuz when school start, he in my 1st period class....