50 Cent
"Many Men (Unedited)"

"50 Cent feat. Lloyd Banks
Many Men (Wish Death)

[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 dog and I can't see
I'm try'n to be what I'm destined to
be
And niggas try'n to take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' wit'
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 'pon 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, somethin' special
happen every time
I'm the greatest, somethin' 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, plus,
hey, this beef ain't over

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 'pon me

Sunny 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?(homie echoes
once)

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 u'on 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 fuckin' breathing

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 'pon me
"