Twenty-Four Hours The Black Squad

[Intro: Nick Cannon]
Black Squad
If you had 24 hours to live, how would you live yo life
Hitman Holla
Charlie Clips
And that boy Conceited

[Verse 1: Conceited]
If I had 24 hours to live, I'd prolly want a quickie
And go make Rihanna gimme a minaj wit Nicki
Tell Bill Gates it might go off and rob all his hard cash till his Mic grow Soft
Then I prolly split it and give it out to my whole fam
My mother get the most, second be my old man
Bust in every girl I fuck, I'm doing things
So my son could last to 24 and do the same

[Verse 2: Hitman Holla]
If I had 24 hours live, what would I do first? I'll prolly kidnap Hov just to do a verse
'Cause I know I'd be next, I'll get the publishing to my son so he could get the royalty checks
Then call Smack, we could talk like mans supposed to
I squash shit then I battle free for the culture
Then run in Madison Square Garden wit a snub and a Glock
Phil Jackson give my lil brotha a shot
Rob a bank for the hood, I got love for the block
Then my next plan, well I love my mother a lot
So I'm at the White House, you know lookin for Obama
I'on want no drama, just need a cure for my momma
Then I'm out with no hesitation
All the racist cops we be facing, tell em I'm at the station
Darren Wilson the one who killed Mike Brown
Knock-knock guess what I'm at his crib right now
Snatch him up then I might attack him for the power
I won't even kill him, just smack him for a hour
Wit the 9 [?]
Leave the scene wit the hoodie on for Trayvon
I'm St. Louis but L.A. love me like Taivon
I'm too cool, Eazy E wit the shades on Yeah, and I'ma die in this song so
I'ma hijack a jet and try to fly on my own