[50 Cent] Many men, wish death upon me Blood in my eye dog and I cant see Im trying to be what Im destined to be And *****z trying to take my life away I put a hole in ***** for ****ing 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 ***** *****s putting money on my head Go on and get your refund ************, 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 *** what my gun do Got a temper *****, 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, *****, 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 Sunny 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 *****s on the block, twisting trees and cigars For the *****s 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 *** 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 *****s 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, *****z keep pulling techs on me Psych says some ***** dumb, 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 ************s all the time Are you illiterate *****? You cant 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 its clear that Im here, for a real reason Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he aint ****ing breathing [Chorus] Good night
Posted on: Sun, 16 Feb 2014 04:57:28 +0000
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