50 Cent- Many Men (Wish Death) (Instrumental w/Hook)
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- 50 Cent
Many Men (Wish Death)
Get Rich or Die Tryin'
Interscope Records, Aftermath Entertainment
2003
Instrumental- 50 Cent - Many Men (Official - Instrumental)- The BiG'Cj
#50cent #getrichordietryin #rap 
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Instant Classic ……. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥. 🎤
One of a few instrumentals that sound better with the hook.
true
Facts
With or without hook still the best
Fuck that love who going 1 second in m'y ?( If what is flowing in m'y Heart if is not love ?))
1:31
Requests: Chris brown go crazy remix - instrumental w hook
Cj - lil freak
Pop Smoke iced out audemars remix
50 cent - in da club
A boogie - swervin
Polo G-Gang With Me
eminem fifty ways
This song is legendary. So legendary that I had to remake it into my own beat I think I did it justice too -ruclips.net/video/qquKbSKl_5w/видео.html
Farmer and Merrick Blvd shotz out 2 qu
Me I’m from the city
that raised 2 pac
hit the scene
and made biggie news
we getting down to the niddee griddee
does it really take this long
to hit the booth
come on kiddy
it’s time to pay your new DJ
a middy,
I have my own recording studio
and I speak the truth
now pay tree fiddy
for the world to hear your puke
when my words hit
they hit your speakers,
cell phones and beepers,
& earbuds
when you strap on your sneak uhs
come man
get your squad
and tweakers
build up a plan
do you hear that sound
it’s the build up to something
can you feel it,
now watch me pull back
It’s high way time
we live on the same interstate
it’s 95 & it’s Oh Tea,
or you can take route one
it turns into gay street in my city,
are you sure you can take that heat?
Now I’m back on your block
when I’m done you’ll be in shock you probably already look
like your in trauma
that’s when they call you John dough
when you slid into my dee ems
you were calling me
friend and bro
man real quick
I saw you hit the free world
and made everyone your foe
they all said it’s funny now die later
it was only funny then
at least for you
now it’s real fun
and you’re probably thinking about taking a knee
It’s okay this pain you’re feeling
Is curable just oh dee on pea bee
That’s PeaNûT BûTTeR
The man in charge
of saving me
handed me a prescription
and said
don’t get addicted to this
so I made a prediction
there’s a natural way
to feel this affliction
did my research
and found the sensor
now how ironic is this,
if I’m out of Peter Pan
ill be back in a jif
but know when I’m back
I’ll be skippy...
into an uncrustable
which will make me levitate
I found where he’s dangling
Now look at him hang
from his parachute
I got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret
Or to make me frown
Trump 24
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 is 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