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Many men, many, many, many, many men

I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain

Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Wish death upon me
Many, many, many, many men
Have mercy on many men
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on my soul
Have mercy on me
Don't look to the sky no more
Lord I don't cry no more
Wish death upon me
Many men, many, many, many, many men

Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
Got a temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
Show your ass what my gun do
Swing the ox when I rumble
I've been knocked on the humble
I walk the block with the bundles
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead

Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
Have mercy on me
Don't look to the sky no more
Lord I don't cry no more
Wish death upon me
Many men, many, many, many, many men

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

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

[50 Cent]
Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!?

[Banks and 50]

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

Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
[50 Cent]

I'm hungry as a motherfucker
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
[Lloyd Banks]
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 dumb bitch, 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

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