Many Men Wish Death - 50 Cent
Artist : “50 Cent”
Song title : “Many Men Wish Death”
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lloyd banks
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
Im hungry as a motherfucker
50 cent
Ay yo man
Damn whats taking homie so long son?
Lloyd banks
50
Calm down
Here he come
9 shots
Banks and 50 cent
Ahh
Ohh
What the fuck!?
50 cent
Ahh! son
Pull up! pull up!
Intro
Many men
Wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and i cant see
Im trying to be what im destined to be
And niggaz trying to take my life away
I put a hole in 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 ill come and take your life away
Many men
many
many
many
many men
Wish death pon me
Lord i dont cry no more
Dont look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these pussy niggaz putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker
I aint dead
Im the diamond in the dirt
That aint been found
Im the underground king and i aint been crowned
When i rhyme
Something special happen every time
Im the greatest
Something like ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
Ive been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when i rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga
Gohead
Lose your head
Turn your back on me
Get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist
Chip on my shoulder
Till i bust a clip in your face
Pussy
This beef aint over
Chorus
Many men
many
many
many
many men
Wish death pon me
Lord i dont cry no more
Dont 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 wouldnt be special
If it wasnt for rain
Joy wouldnt feel so good
If it wasnt for pain
Death gotta be easy
Cause life is hard
Itll leave you physically
mentally
And emotionally scarred
This if for my niggaz on the block
Twisting trees and cigars
for the niggaz on lock
Doing life behind bars
I dont see only god can judge me
Cause i see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
Im 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 niggaz ride on me
I thought we was cool
Why you want me to die homie?
Chorus
Every night i talk to god
But he dont say nothing back
I know he protecting me
But i still stay with my gat
In my nightmares
Niggaz keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some dumb bitch
Put a hex on me
The feds didnt know much
When pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me
Tuck got knocked
I aint gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? you cant read between the lines
In the bible it says
What goes around
Comes around
The nigga who shot me
Three weeks later he got shot down
Now its clear that im here
for a real reason
Cause he got hit like i got hit
But he aint fucking breathing
Chorus