Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a motherf ker
Hey yo man, damn what's
taking homie so long son?
50, calm down, here he come
What the f k!?
Son, pull up! pull up!
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dog 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 n 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 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these p y 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 o 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
waist, chip on my shoulder
Till 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 upon 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?
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
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 b h
dumb, put a he 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 kers 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 f king 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 upon me
