50 Cent Ft. Brooklyn Many Men (Remix) Lyrics

Many Men wish death upon me blood in my eyes dawg
and I cant see, I'm trying to be destined what I'm destined
to be and n____s tryna take my life away I put a whole in a
n____ for f___ing wit' me my back on the wall now you gon'
see you better watch what you say when you talk about me,
coz I'll come and take your life away many men.. many many
many many men wish death upon me Lord I dont cry no mo'
don't look to the sky no mo' have mercy on me..

* 50 Cent *

hey these p____ n____s puttin' money on my head,
go on get your refund mother f___er I aint dead I'm the diamond
in the dirt that aint been found, I'm the underground king
and I aint been crowned when I rhyme suttin special happen
everytime Im the greatest suttin like Ali and this prime I walk
the block with the bundles I been knocked from the humble swing the ?
when i rumble got a temper on me n____ 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 on your face this beef aint over

*Chorus*

Many men.. Many many many many men wish death
'pon me Lord I dont cry no more don't look to the sky
no mo' have mercy on me.. have mercy on my soul [ Dj Vlad ]
somewhere my heart turned cold have mercy on.. many men
many many many many men wish death 'pon me

* Brooklyn *

see many b____es don't like cause I dont gotta get on my
knees to make a couple more g's I left the hood so they
talk about me but I aint too far come back and lay your
a__ on street see I dont think they understand you cant
interupt god's plan so stop f___ing with me coz im not that
type of b____ ill fill your brain with every bullet in this 'clipse
so stop f___ing wit me

you better watch what you say when takk about me i aint fox
not kim not eve im fully capable of burn all three im a threat to
this game like deadly disease.. im the reason these broads is
about to go bankrupt they coppin'minks and jewels I was stackin
the cake up- I'm 19 now and Im goin on 20 and I'd be d___ed if
grandma walked around wit her pockets empty I'm from the
dark part of the ghetto I been through hunga, let's pretend I'm
death comin' and I gotcha numba I put you in your grave
with a good one slumba everybody in the hood know im the new
world wonda im a young chick doin it, s___tin on half these hoes
everything I spit sounds so super-nat-ural and broads wanna hate
I laugh at those coz brook'll flip the script turn around and clap a hoe

*Chorus*

* Brooklyn *

yo lemme tell ya'll people sumthin' somebody needs to call 911
Dj Vlad has officially.. kept me, Brooklyn hostage in this boof yo
this is Brooklyn and im chillin up in here wit Dj Vlad reppin' aftermaf
like no other- f___ murder inc I wouldnt even give those mother
f___ers one bar.. im tired.. im hungry.. im out