Joyner Lucas – 24 hours to live

Grammy-nominated hip hop artist Joyner Lucas has unveiled his latest single, “24 hours to live,” a compelling addition to his forthcoming album, Not Now, I’m Busy.

In this track, Joyner Lucas delves into a thought-provoking scenario where he has just one day left to live. Through his lyrics, he paints a vivid picture of what he would do in his final hours, with lines like “take all his sh*t and then steal his identity” and “slap any hater that showed any jealousy.”

As the song progresses, he rides the beat while questioning what others might do in a similar predicament. With his signature style, he asks, “would you go crazy because of it? Kill every n***a you holdin’ a grudge against?” The track concludes with audio of a doctor delivering the same grim news, only for it to be revealed as a misdiagnosis, injecting a touch of humor.

24 hours to live” is the latest in a series of releases from Joyner, including standout songs like “Seventeen,” “Broski,” “Cut U Off (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again),” “What’s That?,” and “Devil’s Work Part 2.”

Joyner Lucas’s previous album, ADHD, made a significant impact, debuting in the Top-10 of the Billboard 200, earning RIAA gold certification, and sparking vital discussions about mental health while setting a new benchmark for success among independent artists.

You can watch the “24 hours to live” music video above.

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Got a bullet for every nigga that told me, “Wait”
No more ramen and OJ, I need a Kobe steak (Grr)

Lyrics:

Intro
Me and my niggas outside of the crib, blowin’ the smoke and rollin’ a few
Shootin’ some dice and makin’ it flip, we gettin’ it lit, you know it what it do (Yeah, yeah)
One of my homies said, “I got a question, I wanna know, like what would you choose
If you had twenty-four hours to live then where would you go? And what would you do?” (Grr)

Refrain
I’m ’bout to catch a few felonies
Load up the trunk and then head to the Beverly’s
Hop out the whip and then rob a celebrity
Take all his shit and then steal his identity (Grrah)
Strap on a vest and go kill all my enemiеs
Slap any hater that showed any jealousy

Verse 1
Shoot еvery broski that tried to get next to me (Yeah)
After this shit, they all gonna remember me (Grrah)
Stick up the bag and then empty the drawer (Empty the drawer)
Get in the floor
Take from the rich and then give to the poor
Give them the shit that they couldn’t afford (Yeah)
Buy ’em all cribs and then give ’em a tour (Give ’em a tour, skrrt)
Whippin’ a Porsche
Skrrt on the cops, ain’t no flippin’ the law
Bury the opps and then dig up the corpse
Throw me a party with all of the bros and then turn every day to a holiday (Holiday)
I’ll have an orgy with all of the hoes who ain’t never wan’ give me the time of day (Time of day)
Catch ’em all lackin’ and kidnap you rappers who told the police and cooperate (Cooperate)
Break into prison and free all the hitters and give all them niggas a lobster plate (Let’s go)
Pull up to the fuckin’ White House with an AK
Go inside and cut the lights out then I make way (Yeah)
Tell the government to pipe down, we don’t play safe
Everybody on the block now get a payday
Stay ready and I’m on the prowl with a straight blade
Guaranteed the shit’ll go down like a mayday
Make ’em renovate the whole hood then I vacate
Lot of niggas doin’ no good but they maintain
I’ma gun down every pedophile
Wonder if I’ll get to heaven now, I’m a criminal
I’ll take every dead beat daddy, put ’em in the ground (Woah)
Niggas actin’ like they been around but they in and out (Yeah)
I’ma run a couple hundred miles then I’m givin’ out
Hope to the people at the bottom that can never smile (Woah)
I can feel the clock runnin’ low, any minute now (Woah)
Everything I ever wanted, I’ma go and get it now, nigga, now (Grrah, bah, bah)

Refrain
And I’m ’bout to catch a few felonies, load up the trunk and then head to the Beverly’s (Ayy)
Hop out the whip and then rob a celebrity, take all his shit and then steal his identity (Bah-bah, bah-baow)
Strap on a vest then go kill all my enemies (Woah), slap any hater that showed any jealousy (Woah)
If you had twenty-four hours to live with it (Woah)
What would you do if it was you instead of me? (Grrah, bah-bah-bah)

Chorus
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
And what would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
I got a question, I wanna know, like what would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
Where would you go? (Twenty-four hours)
And what would you choose? (Twenty-four hours)
See, I got a question, I wanna know like what would you do?

Post-Chorus
Would you go crazy because of it?
Kill every nigga you holdin’ a grudge against? (Grrah)
Line up the plug and then steal you a hundred bricks? (Bah)
Slap any nigga that did any sucker shit? (Bah-bah-bah)
Run in the crib and then take what you wanna get?
Load up the choppers and scheme on the government? (Grr)
Twenty-four hours is all that you gonna get
Would you go stupid or would you do none of it?

Verse 2
And I’m comin’ for every nigga that owe me cake
Better have every single penny and don’t be late
All the runnin’ and hidin’ you doin’ won’t be safe
We ain’t talkin’ and I don’t wanna negotiate
I’ma fuck all your baby mamas and procreate
Give your son a new little brother I hope he hate
Got a bullet for every nigga that told me, “Wait”
No more ramen and OJ, I need a Kobe steak (Grr)
Sick and tired of niggas braggin’, better give me your jewelry
If I don’t take it off then you’ll be givin’ it to me (Bah)
I murder every bully that be gettin’ unruly
This for every nigga that thought they was livin’ a movie (Grr)
Way too many on my list that was darin’ to move me
This for anybody that was swearin’ they knew me
I’ll take every motherfucker who did animal cruelty
Line ’em all up in a row, someone hand me the Uzi (Grrah)
And you gon’ see what happens next
‘Cause when the clock hits stop, I can laugh at death (Ayy)
I got a bulletproof heart, I don’t have a vest (Ayy)
Before I die, ask God if I passed the test (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Take all my money out the crib then I cash a check (Woah)
Then give it all of it to my kids, that’s my last request (Woah)
If you had twenty-four hours of action left (Woah)
Then tell me what you gon’ do if your ass was next? (Grrah, bah-bah)

Chorus
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
What would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
And what would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
I got a question, I wanna know, like what would you do? (Twenty-four hours)
Where would you go? (Twenty-four hours)
And what would you choose? (Twenty-four hours)
See, I got a question, I wanna know like what would you do? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Post-Chorus
Would you go crazy because it?
Kill every nigga you holdin’ a grudge against? (Grrah)
Line up the plug and then steal you a hundred bricks? (Bah)
Slap any nigga that did any sucker shit? (Bah-bah-bah)
Run in the crib and then take what you wanna get?
Load up the choppers and scheme on the government? (Grr)
Twenty-four hours is all the you gonna get
Would you go stupid or would you do none of it? (None of it, none of it, none of it)

Outro
“Hey, Doc, what’s the news?”
Doc says, “I have some bad news and some really bad news
The bad news is that you only have twenty-four hours to live”
Fred can’t believe it, says, “Oh my God, what could be worse news than that?”
Doctor says, “I couldn’t get ahold of you yesterday”
Hahaha, haha

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