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 Jay’s music. After he’d 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 Cent’s 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 ”Get Rich Or Die Tryin’” 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 Tryin’ 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.
Many Man
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 song "Many Men" by 50 Cent is a personal reflection on his life's challenges and how they have shaped him. The lyrics start with 50 Cent and his friend being hungry and waiting for another friend, who eventually shows up and is shot. The rest of the song paints a picture of 50 Cent's life and the constant danger he faced. He talks about how many men wish death upon him, but he remains determined to fulfill his destiny.
Throughout the song, 50 Cent showcases his resilience and tenacity in the face of adversity. He rhymes about how he has been knocked down and challenged repeatedly, but he continues to rise and persevere. The lyrics feel very personal and intense, and they represent a point in 50 Cent's life where he was facing incredible danger and hostility.
Overall, "Many Men" is a powerful reflection on the resilience of the human spirit and the way that we can overcome even the most challenging obstacles. The song taps into the truth that adversity can be a powerful force for personal growth and self-discovery.
Line by Line Meaning
Many men, wish death upon me
There are many people who wish for my death
Blood in my eye, dawg and I can't see
I am blinded by blood in my eye
I'm trying to be, what I'm destined to be
I am striving to fulfill my destiny
And niggaz trying to take my life away
There are people attempting to end my life
I put a hole in nigga for fucking with me
I will shoot someone who messes with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
I am in a difficult situation and it will become evident
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
You should be careful with what you say when speaking about me
'Cause, I'll come and take your life away
I will kill you if you cross me
Many men many, many, many, many men
There are numerous men who wish me harm
Wish death upon me, Lord I don't cry no more
I am unaffected by their threats
Don't look to the sky no more
I have no faith in a higher power
Now these pussy niggaz putting money on my head
Cowards are offering a reward for my death
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
They won't succeed and can retrieve their money
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I am a hidden gem, waiting to be discovered
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
I am a king of the streets, but unrecognized
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
My talent as a rapper is undeniable
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I consider myself the greatest, like Muhammad Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I sell drugs on the street
I've been knocked on the humble
I have experienced setbacks and remain humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
I will fight with a weapon if necessary
Show your ass what my gun do
I will use my gun to intimidate or harm others
Got a temper nigga, go ahead, lose your head
I have a short temper and will retaliate violently
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
If you betray me, I will shoot you and leave you unable to walk
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
I carry a gun for protection and have a confrontational attitude
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
I will not end the conflict until I shoot you in the face
Have mercy on my soul, somewhere my heart turned cold
I have become hardened and emotionless
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Adversity makes us appreciate good times
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Happiness is more meaningful when we have experienced hardship
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
Death is perceived as an escape from harsh realities of life
It'll leave you physically, mentally and emotionally scarred
Death can cause serious trauma and suffering
This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting trees and cigars
This is dedicated to my friends on the street, smoking weed and cigars
For the niggaz on lock, doing life behind bars
This is dedicated to my friends serving life in prison
I don't see only God can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
I believe I am accountable to a higher power, but have clear sight
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
The legal system will unfairly punish me with a long prison sentence
I'm like Paulie in good fellas, you can call me the Don
I am a powerful figure in the underground world, like Paulie in Goodfellas
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
I am willing to do whatever it takes, like Malcolm X, to protect myself
Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz ride on me
My former friend betrayed me and let others attack me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
I believed we had a good relationship, why would you want me dead?
Every night I talk to God, but He don't say nothing back
I pray to God for guidance, but receive no response
I know He protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
I believe God is protecting me, but still carry a gun for safety
In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs on me
In my dreams, people are always threatening me with guns
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
A psychiatrist said someone cursed me with bad luck
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
The police did not have useful information when Tupac was shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I received word from a letter that Tuck was arrested
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
I will not always explain myself fully to you
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
Are you unintelligent? Can't you understand the implications?
In the Bible it says, 'What goes around, comes around'
The Bible contains the principle of karma
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
A person who almost killed me was killed himself soon after
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
I have a purpose to fulfill by existing
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing
He was shot like I was, but did not survive
Contributed by Reagan R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@alexisrijo7024
"Death got to be easy."
"Cause life is hard.... "
One of the truest lines ever.
@robertofranciscoriverabibi3264
Irifjf
@Aden_III
I choose life, thank you very much
@oldadfhk660
Bro the second I seen this comment he said it
@shacutehuntyssssx
Literally
@mr.g1578
Slim choose sides on me
@yrncamar1404
Only real 50 fans still here 💯
@easygoing4576
Yo
@ahmedibz4675
Uno it my bro realist fans👊🏽👊🏽
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