[Skit: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks] Man, we gotta go get somethin' to eat Man, I'm hungry as a motherfucker Ayo man, damn What's takin' homie so long, son? 50, calm down, he coming (*nine gunshots*) Ahh, ohh! What the fuck?! Ah, son, pull off, pull off [Intro: 50 Cent] Many men wish death upon me Blood in my eye, dawg, and I can't see I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be And niggas tryin' to take my life away (C'mon) I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with 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 [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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 1: 50 Cent] Now man, these pussy niggas puttin' 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 happened 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, pussy, this beef ain't over [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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 [Verse 2: 50 Cent] 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 is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars I don't say "Only God can judge me," ‘cause I see things clear Crooked-ass 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? [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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 [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me Psychic says some bitch 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 Tut got knocked I ain't gon' spell it out for you mu'fuckas all the time Are you illiterate, nigga? You can't read between the lines? In the Bible, it says what goes around, comes around "Hommo" 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' breathin' [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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
To all my hood mens who survived getting stabbed or shot or in any way getting attacked in the hood. Me i got burned but me good cause we cant be stopped .
As a person who has been shot physically in the chest and the bullet remained lodged in my bone. I enjoy music such as this. I make a promise to only bring you the realest. My music might be good if anybody has the time to show love. I will send all the love back 10x. Thank you 💎💎💎 -BEARZZ
“In the bible it says what goes around comes around hommo shot me 3 weeks later he got shot down now it’s clear I’m here for a real reason cause he got hit like I got hit but he ain’t f*ckin breathing” 🥴
Man we gotta go get something to eat man I'm hungry than a motherfucker Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son? 50, calm down man, he comin' Ah son, pull up! pull up! 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 niggas trying to take my life away (c'mon) Put a hole in a 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 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, 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 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 'Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, 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 say, "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) 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 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 Tecs 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 fucking breathing (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
[Skit: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks] Damn, you gotta go get somethin' to eat, man I'm hungrier than a motherfucker, man Ayo, man Damn, what's takin' homie so long, son? 50, calm down, man, he coming Ah! (Oh, what the fuck?) Ah, son, pull off, pull off! [Intro: 50 Cent] Many men wish death upon me Blood in my eye, dawg, and I can't see I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be And niggas tryin' to take my life away (C'mon) I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with 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 Lewis Capaldi 'Wish You The Best' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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 1: 50 Cent] Now man, these pussy niggas puttin' 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 happened 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 'Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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 [Verse 2: 50 Cent] 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 is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars I don't say "only God can judge me," 'cause I see things clear Crooked-ass 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) [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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 [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me Psychic says some bitch 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 Tut got knocked I ain't gon' 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 Hommo 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' breathin' [Chorus: 50 Cent] 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
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Normal people listen to the regular version but go hunting playing this mf the whole street gone look crazy 👀 this fro true 😈 that’s out for revenge 🤔🤫
Our Creator and Jesus are waiting on us to come to them just build a relationship with him he loves you very much turn to himJohn 3:16 For God loves the world so much that he have his only begotten son so that whomever believeth in him shall not perish but gain everlasting lifePsalms 23:4 As I walk through the valley and shadow of death I fear no evil for you are with me,my staff my rod my comfort 1 Corinthians 15:1-4, the gospel by which we are SAVED, Jesus died for our sins was buried and rose again on the third day !
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