Thursday, August 23, 2012

If I Had 24 Hours To Live- by Sica

If I had 24 hours to live
And I was locked up
I'm a brake a hole in cell wall
And wildout
I would make it back to the block
Tell mom I love her
And wipe a few tears from her face
Before I hug her
Ima tell my sister
Here's money for the family
But I ain't gonna tell her that I just robbed a bank randomly
24 hours to live
So I won't care
Ima say a few prayers before God takes me there
Since I ain't got a girl Ima get me an escort
The whole hour hear her complain about the headboard
Then I gotta bounce
So I could smoke my last ounce
Cause if I smoke in heaven
God would probably kick me out
So I know that I won't
And god would probably talk about all the letters that I wrote him
On my last hour Ima submit my last poem
To Links Not Chains
Tell them thinkin 'bout them on my last day feel strange
My last 10 minutes Ima sit in front of my church
Happy that I completed my mission on earth














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