Many Men lyrics

Artist  : 50 Cent 
Song : Many Men



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[Lloyd 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
long son?

[Lloyd Banks]
50, calm down,
here he come

[9 Shots]

[Banks and
50]
Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!?

[50
Cent]
Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!

[50
Cent]
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in
my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be
what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to
take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for
fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you
gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you
talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your
life away

Many men, many, many, many, many
men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no
more
Don't look 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 special happen every
time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in
his prime
I walk the block with the
bundles
I've been knocked on the
humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your
ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go'head,
lose your head
Turn your back on me, get
clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun
on my waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a
clip 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 look to the sky no more
Have
mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere
my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many
men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death
upon me

Some days wouldn't be special, if
it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good,
if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy,
'cause life is hard
It'll leave you
physically, mentally, and emotionally
scarred
This if for my niggas on the block,
twisting trees and cigars
For the niggas on
lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only
god can judge me, 'cause I see things
clear
Quick these crackers will give my black
ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in
Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like
Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my
palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas
ride on me
I thought we was cool, 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 look to the sky no
more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my
soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have
mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many
men
Wish death upon me

Every night I
talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I
know he protecting me, but I still stay with my
gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling
techs on me
Psych 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 told
me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it
out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you
illiterate nigga? You can't read between the
lines
In the bible it says, what goes around,
comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later
he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here,
for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like 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 look
to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have
mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned
cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many,
many, many men
Wish death upon me