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rotorial - many men lyrics

[skit: 50 cent & lloyd banks]
man, we gotta go get somethin’ to eat
man, i’m hungry as a motherf+cker
ayo man, d+mn
what’s takin’ homie so long, son?
50, calm down, he coming
(+nine gunshots+)
ahh, ohh! what the f+ck?!
ah, son, pull off, pull off

[intro: lil tjay]
grrt, boom, boom, boom
look, y’all n+ggas–
y’all n+ggas done f+cked up man
i don’t really got too much to say though, you know i’m sayin’ like
took 7, man (stay cool for what? i’m confused)
y’all n+ggas know i got the city and
i’m not really a politicker though, like, but, feel me
you gotta feel me
suck my d+ck
[verse 1: lil tjay]
youngest in charge, king of my city
i’m the richest to ever do it after hov’, 5th and diddy
new york, i’m like the motherf+ckin’ co+founder
love the feelin’, they won’t blow up, they can’t go around ya
n+ggas mad, thought they had a reason to be glad
can’t come out, i just really sit down, chill, and laugh
thеy like what’s the beef, i be likе lets not recite the past
’cause that’s gon’ make it even hotter, once we get back on they–
you know
like what? mr. manny steady talkin’ like he tough
caught his ass, ain’t have no pole, and he went skippin’ off the dust
type of guy, try to take sum’ from me, boy you high
and i ain’t sayin’ he the suspect but lil’ homie out of eye
old streets rules apply, i got hit, ain’t wonder why
all prior
all i know is when they see me, it’s goodbye
i know many men out there wanna get me, tell ’em “bend again”
never on no scary sh+t, not afraid like eminem
singin’ n+gga, but you sleep on me that be your flaw
lettin’ me live that was stupid, must think one plus two is four
i’m just buildin’ up accord, d+ck suckers i ignore
upped it first, but still ain’t k!ll me, i would’ve shot you in your jaw

[chorus: 50 cent, lil tjay, ]
i know
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
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[verse 2: 50 cent]
now man, these p+ssy n+ggas puttin’ money on my head
go on and get your refund, motherf+cker, 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, n+gga, 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+ssy, this beef ain’t over

[chorus: lil tjay, ]
i know wished death upon me
yeah, i got the guys but i shoot doley
face shots for the next and last run+up and see
and if you don’t believe me, ask them
many men, many, many, many, many men
think ’cause i sing that i won’t pack your ass
faceshot, i’ll blast your ass, f+ck mercy, no need

[verse 3: lil tjay, 50 cent]
i know 50 might not share this, ’cause he f+ck with the opps
just pray he don’t take it down the moment it drop
i ain’t get this sh+t clear, but it’s clear that only one n+gga gon’ be here to survive all the comin’ years
that’s a music threat, lil’ n+gga, don’t be scared
sippin’ branson right now, yeah this sh+t got me lit
i know they like how after seven that boy come back so quick
well, you don’t know, the doctors don’t, and i don’t know neither
but just for that, i can’t give hate, and n+ggas no breather
straight off the top go to the block and tell ’em who wanna rich
bet with a .30 i could get your ass shot more than nicky
but i’ma double up, let me shut the f+ck up off this double cup
i know you got bubble guts, but no purpose to huddle up
sh+t crazy, i was gon’ speak, but then not
they thought, lil’ homie, i got swollen from a fight on the rock
yeah, i know, this ain’t that, lil’ n+ggas got popped
and just for him, i had to remix this and call it “faceshot”
(i thought we was cool, why you want me to die, homie?)
[chorus: 50 cent, ]

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 4: 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, n+ggas keep pullin’ tecs on me
psychic says some b+tch 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’f+ckas all the time
are you illiterate, n+gga? 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 f+ckin’ breathin’
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 n+ggas on the block twistin’ trees in cigars
for the n+ggas 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 n+ggas ride on me
i thought we was cool, why you want me to die, homie?

[chorus: 50 cent, lil tjay]
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
many men wished death upon me
yeah, i got the guys but i shoot doley
face shots for the next and last run+up and see
and if you don’t believe me, ask them
many men, many, many, many, many men
think ’cause i sing that i won’t pack your ass
faceshot, i’ll blast your ass, f+ck mercy, no need

[outro: lil tjay]
ayo, you heard though?
look, listen real quick and sh+t, you know what i’m sayin’ like
njpd got my chains, you know what i’m sayin’
they took ’em off of my neck when i was, you know what i’m sayin’
goin’ through my lil’ situation and sh+t
i’on know why would y’all try some dumbass sh+t like that you+
suck my d+ck

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