ManyMen(WishDeath)

Man we gotta go get something to eat man

I'm hungry as a motherf**ker

Ay yo man damn what's taking homie so long son

Lloyd Banks

50 calm down here he come

Ahh ohh what the f**k

Ahh 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

I put a hole in a ni**a for f**king 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 upon me

Lord I don't cry no more

Don't look to the sky no more

Have mercy on me

Now these p**sy niggas putting money on my head

Go on and get your refund motherf**ker 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** what my gun do

Got a temper ni**a 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 p**sy this beef ain't over

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

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 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 a** 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

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