Discover the poetic beauty in ’24 Hours’ by 4th25. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 4th25 or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
V1
Everybodies responsible
Its no more outs
Withhold information
Taste this is your mouth
I don’t feel for this nation
Nor give fucks about em
They shoot from a mosque
Then I’m blowinem out it
No sympathy here
Behind it they hide
Now either they calm down
Or everyone dies
there is no in between
No neutral sides
So when coax is flyin
Please, don’t ask me why
when we kick in your door
There is no alibi
Everybody is guilty
Till proved otherwise
cause they know when to close
And open they eyes
And they know when to run
For the enemy rides
and at times
They women be right by they side
With they kids in the street
Lighting tires on fire
regardless of sex or age
I will retire them
In 24 hours this place
El be fine again
Chorus
Know I’m askin a lot
But please give me this one thing
And in one day I promise
A million things el change
No problems
I swear they’d throw in they towel
Just give me this country
For 24 hours
V2
Ied’s in the street
Look who’s shop they in front of
Burn his shit to the ground
Cause he gotta know something
Population of millions
But no one knows nothing
Line em up till they talk
If they won’t talk fuckem
They tune el change
When you kill enough of em
Police they own shit
And we will not f*ck with em
Either that or we
Reach out and touchem
So speak out against it
Or be part of the problem
Me, I’d hold everyone liable
There is no exception
Specially when you
Lie for em
They run your streets
And I will let you die for em
Heat round through the door
Of the house that they hidin in
F*ck who or what’s around
Nothings collateral
Damage was done when you
Let em live round you
Keep launchin mortars
Artillery pounds you
For 24 hours
Till we force the peace outta you
chorus