[Lloyd Banks] Man we gotta go get something to eat man I'm hungry as a motherf*cker
[50 Cent] Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
[Lloyd Banks] 50, calm down, here he come
[Banks and 50] Ahh, ohh, what the f*ck!?
[50 Cent] Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!
[Intro: 50 Cent - singing] 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 nig*az trying to take my life away I put a hole in nigga for f*cking with me My mack 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 'pon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me
[Verse One] Now these pu*sy nig*az putting money on my head Go on and get your refund motherf*cker, 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 a*s 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 waist, chip on my shoulder Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
[Chorus - singing] Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon 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
[Verse Two] 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 nig*az on the block, twisting trees and cigars For the nig*az on lock, doing life behind bars I don't say only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear Quick these crackers will give my black a*s 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 nig*az ride on me I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
[Verse Three] 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, nig*az keep pulling techs on me Psych says some bi*ch done, 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 motherf*ckers all the time Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around Homo 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 f*cking breathing
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