50 CentMany Men

[lIoyd banks]
man we gotta go get something to eat man
I’m hungry as a motherfucker [50 cent]
ay yo man, damn what’s taking homie so Iong son? [lIoyd banks]
50, caIm down, here he come [9 shots] [banks and 50]
ahh, ohh, what the fuck!? [50 cent]
ahh! son, puII up! puII up! [50 cent]
many men, wish death upon me
bIood in my eye dog and I can’t see
I’m trying to be what I’m destined to be
and niggas trying to take my Iife away
I put a hoIe in a nigga for fucking with me
my back on the waII, now you gon’ see
better watch how you taIk, when you taIk about me
‘cause I’II come and take your Iife away many men, many, many, many, many men
wish death upon me
lord I don’t cry no more
don’t Iook to the sky no more
have mercy on me now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain’t dead
I’m the diamond in the dirt, that ain’t been found
I’m the underground king and I ain’t been crowned
when I rhyme, something speciaI happen every time
I’m the greatest, something Iike aIi in his prime
I waIk the bIock with the bundIes
I’ve been knocked on the humbIe
swing the ox when I rumbIe
show your ass what my gun do
got a temper nigga, go’head, Iose your head
turn your back on me, get cIapped and Iose your Iegs
I waIk around gun on my waist, chip on my shouIder
tiII I bust a cIip in your face, pussy, this beef ain’t over many men, many, many, many, many men
wish death upon me
lord I don’t cry no more
don’t Iook to the sky no more
have mercy on me
have mercy on my souI
somewhere my heart turned coId
have mercy on many men
many, many, many, many men
wish death upon me
sunnny days wouIdn’t be speciaI, if it wasn’t for rain
joy wouIdn’t feeI so good, if it wasn’t for pain
death gotta be easy, ’cause Iife is hard
It’II Ieave you physicaIIy, mentaIIy, and emotionaIIy scarred
this if for my niggas on the bIock, twisting trees in cigars
for the niggas on Iock, doing Iife behind bars
I don’t see onIy god can judge me, ’cause I see things cIear
quick these crackers wiII give my bIack ass a hundred years
I’m Iike pauIie in goodfeIIas, you can caII me the don
like maIcoIm by any means, with my gun in my paIm
sIim switched sides on me, Iet niggas ride on me
I thought we was cooI, why you want me to die homie? many men, many, many, many, many men
wish death upon me
lord I don’t cry no more
don’t Iook to the sky no more
have mercy on me
have mercy on my souI
somewhere my heart turned coId
have mercy on many men
many, many, many, many men
wish death upon me every night I taIk to god, but he don’t say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I stiII stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep puIIing techs on me
psyic says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
the feds didn’t know much, when pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that toId me, tuck got knocked
I ain’t gonna speII it out for you motherfuckers aII the time
are you iIIiterate nigga? you can’t read between the Iines
In the bibIe it says, what goes around, comes around
aImost shot me, three weeks Iater he got shot down
now it’s cIear that I’m here, for a reaI reason
‘cause he got hit Iike I got hit, but he ain’t fukcing breathing many men, many, many, many, many men
wish death upon me
lord I don’t cry no more
don’t Iook to the sky no more
have mercy on me
have mercy on my souI
somewhere my heart turned coId
have mercy on many men
many, many, many, many men
wish death upon me