Jackson was born and raised in South Jamaica, a neighborhood in the New York City borough of Queens. His mother Sabrina, a drug dealer, died in a fire when he was 8. Since his father had already abandoned the family, young Curtis was sent to live with his grandparents. Growing up during the crack epidemic of the 80s and 90s, Jackson dealt drugs when he wasn't "killing time" at school or boxing at a local gym. His grandparents assumed he was at after-school programs when he was out selling crack. In tenth grade, Jackson was caught with guns and drug money passing through the metal detectors at Andrew Jackson High School in Queens. In 1994, Jackson was arrested again for selling vials of cocaine to an undercover officer, and three weeks later he was arrested yet-again after police found heroin, crack cocaine, and a starter pistol in his home. Jackson was sentenced to 3 to 9 years in prison, but opted to join a 6 month boot camp program and get his GED. Around this time, Jackson began going by "50 Cent," inspired by deceased Brooklyn stick-up man Kelvin "50 Cent" Martin.
After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he released his debut album Guess Who's Back Again in 2002. He was discovered by Eminem and Dr. Dre and then signed to Interscope Records. He has since released Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003), The Massacre (2006), Curtis (2007) and Before I Self Destruct (2009).
50 Cent has engaged in feuds with other rappers including Jay-Z, Ja Rule, The Game, Cam'ron, Fat Joe, and Rick Ross. He has also pursued an acting career, appearing in the semi-autobiographical film Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2005, the Iraq War film Home of the Brave in 2006, and Righteous Kill in 2008. 50 Cent is one of the richest hip-hop performers, having a net worth estimated at US $440 million in 2008.
Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC and was signed to his label to write all of Jayβs music. After heβd left JMJ, he signed to Columbia Records in 1996. On this label, he released Power of the Dollar, and the singles How to Rob and Ghetto Qua Ran. Columbia Records released him from the label after being shot on May 24th, 2000.
Around this time, Eminem had heard one of 50 Centβs demo tapes and expressed a huge interest in him on MTV, as did Dr. Dre. Shortly after this, 50 Cent officially signed to Interscope Records. He was the first rapper to sign to the joint label owned by Dr. Dre and Eminem. The first song he released on this record was entitled Wanksta and was featured on the 8 Mile soundtrack.
In its first week of release, his debut βGet Rich Or Die Tryinββ sold 872,000 units - easily reaching Gold status. Within the second week it went Platinum (1 mil) and on April 12th, 2004 the RIAA certified it six times Platinum.
In 2005 he followed the success of his album Get Rich or Die Tryinβ with a new release - The Massacre (originally called St. Valentines Day Massacre until the release date was pushed back). The first single released off this, Disco Inferno, was a huge hit - he followed this hit up by the release of Candy Shop and then again with Just a Lil Bit.
In 2003 Interscope Records allowed 50 Cent to have his own label - G-Unit Records. He first signed Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck as the established members of G-Unit Records. In 2004, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent had signed The Game under a joint venture.
50 Cent -many men
50 Cent Lyrics
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I'm hungry as a motherfucker}
{Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?}
{50, calm down, here he come}
{Ahh, ohh, what the fuck?}
{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 niggaz trying to take my life away
I put a hole in 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 upon me, Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these pussy niggaz 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 ahead, 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, pussy, 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 niggaz on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the niggaz 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 good fellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz 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, 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, niggaz keep pulling techs 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
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
The lyrics to 50 Cent's "Many Men" suggest that the rapper has faced numerous threats on his life, and that he has had to adopt a highly aggressive stance as a result. The opening lines of the track show that 50 Cent is hungry and impatient, perhaps reflecting his anxious state of mind. As the track progresses, 50 Cent's anger becomes more explicit, as he talks about the numerous people who wish him dead. Despite this, he remains determined to continue on his path to greatness and remains highly focused on what he wants to achieve. He acknowledges the risks that he faces, but also recognizes that sometimes things have to be difficult in order to be worthwhile.
One of the most striking elements of "Many Men" is the way it juxtaposes 50 Cent's vulnerability with his raw, aggressive energy. The track is a testament to his ability to use his own experiences to inspire and motivate others, and it has become one of his most enduring and beloved songs. At its core, "Many Men" is about the struggle to survive in a harsh world, and about the determination to rise above adversity and achieve success in spite of it.
Overall, "Many Men" is a powerful track that speaks directly to the heart of what it means to be a rapper in the modern world. Through its raw energy and powerful lyrics, it has become one of the defining songs of 50 Cent's career, and a testament to the power of the genre as a whole.
Line by Line Meaning
Many men, wish death upon me
There are many people who want me dead
Blood in my eye, dawg and I can't see
I am blinded by violence and hatred
I'm trying to be, what I'm destined to be
I am striving to fulfill my purpose in life
And niggaz trying to take my life away
Despite my goals, people are still trying to kill me
I put a hole in nigga for fucking with me
I am willing to kill anyone who threatens me or my success
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
I am in a dangerous and difficult situation and will do whatever it takes to survive
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
Do not speak ill of me or you will face consequences
'Cause, I'll come and take your life away
I am so fierce and dangerous that I will kill anyone who crosses me
Many men many, many, many, many men
There are many people who want me dead
Wish death upon me, Lord I don't cry no more
I am used to people wishing me dead and it no longer affects me emotionally
Don't look to the sky no more
I do not have faith or hope that things will get better
Have mercy on me
I plea for mercy from those who wish me harm
Now these pussy niggaz putting money on my head
People are offering rewards for information on how to kill me
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
Those who wish me dead will not be successful and will not receive any reward money
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I am a valuable and rare individual who has not been recognized by society
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
I am the king of the streets, but have not been acknowledged by the mainstream
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I have a natural talent for rapping that has a profound impact on those who hear me
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I am the best at what I do, like Muhammad Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I move drugs on the streets
I've been knocked on the humble
I have been humbled by the violence and danger of my lifestyle
Swing the ox when I rumble
I fight fiercely and recklessly
Show your ass what my gun do
I demonstrate my ability to use a gun to intimidate others
Got a temper nigga, go ahead, lose your head
I have a short temper and will not hesitate to kill anyone who angers me
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
If you betray me, I will shoot you and you will become disabled
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
I am always armed and ready to defend myself, with a constantly defensive attitude
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
I will continue to fight and kill until my enemies are defeated
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
The bad times are necessary for us to appreciate the good times
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Experiencing pain makes happiness more meaningful
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
Death seems like an easier option than dealing with the struggles and hardships of life
It'll leave you physically, mentally and emotionally scarred
Even if you survive the dangers of life, you will be left with permanent damage
This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting trees and cigars
This song is dedicated to my friends on the street who smoke weed and cigars
For the niggaz on lock, doing life behind bars
This song is also dedicated to my friends who are in prison and serving life sentences
I don't see only God can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
I am confident in my actions and do not fear judgment from others
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
The justice system is racist and will unfairly sentence black people to long prison terms
I'm like Paulie in good fellas, you can call me the Don
I am a respected and powerful figure, like Paulie in the movie Goodfellas
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
I am willing to do anything to defend myself, like Malcolm X
Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz ride on me
My former friend Slim betrayed me and allowed others to attack me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
I am confused and hurt by Slim's betrayal and do not understand his motives
Every night I talk to God, but He don't say nothing back
I pray for guidance and protection, but receive no response
I know He protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
Despite my faith, I still carry a gun for protection
In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs on me
I am haunted by nightmares of being attacked by guns
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
Someone has placed a curse on me, according to my psychiatrist
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
The police did not have a lot of information when Tupac was murdered
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I received a letter from prison that informed me Tuck was arrested
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
I will not constantly explain everything in detail
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
Are you stupid? Can't you understand what I am implying?
In the Bible it says, "What goes around, comes around"
The Bible teaches the principle of karma
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Someone who almost killed me was later killed themselves
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
It is undeniable that I exist for a specific purpose
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing
He experienced the same violence I did, but he did not survive
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JACKSON, CURTIS JAMES / ST. LEWIS, KENI / PERREN, FREDERICK J. / BRANCH, DARRELL / RESTO, LUIS EDGARDO
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Johnathan Clark
The LAST TIME 50 CENT hung upside down was, "In Da Club" video. #50Cent #InDaClub
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Bori Slav
Now i must watch it.... thanks...
Love that song and video. I've played it countless times and it is one song i can truly say i will never tire from.
If y'all haven't heard bass Hunter's version of in da club, then treat yourself to a listen.
Karma Karma
LMFAO
916nando
50 was shaped like a ninja turtle in that spidy suit lol
Karnishia Lacy
Lol
Good Day
I think one of my lungs just popped.
I laughed too motherfucking hard
mystery gang
Facts