Many Men
50 Cent Ft. Lloyd Banks Lyrics


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Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a motherfucker

Hey yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?

50, calm down, here he come

What the fuck!?

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 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 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 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 '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

Overall Meaning

The song "Many Men" by 50 Cent is an introspective track that reflects on the rapper's struggles and past experiences with violence, death threats, and betrayal. The opening lines of the song have a conversational tone that suggests a casual conversation between two friends, however, the song quickly changes to a more serious and reflective tone. The lyrics "Many men wish death upon me, blood in my eye and I can't see" give an insight into the violence and aggression that 50 Cent has experienced in his life. However, he tries to remain focused on becoming the best version of himself, despite the obstacles he has to face.


Throughout the song, the lyrics speak to 50 Cent's resilience and determination, as he reflects on people who have tried to take his life and how he has been able to rise above it. He is proud of his journey and compares himself to legendary boxers Muhammad Ali and Joe Frazier. He spits, "I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime," highlighting the explosive talent that he possesses.


In conclusion, “Many Men” is a powerful song that highlights 50 Cent's resilience and determination, despite the violence and death threats he has experienced. He reflects on his tough past but doesn't dwell on it, choosing instead to remain focused on the future and the success he desires. The song's dark themes are juxtaposed with its upbeat instrumental and the intense passion of 50 Cent's delivery, making it a standout track from his 2003 album "Get Rich or Die Tryin'."


Line by Line Meaning

Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm really hungry and we need to find something to eat.


Hey yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
What's taking our friend so long?


50, calm down, here he come
Relax, he's coming now.


What the fuck!?
What is going on?


Son, pull up! pull up!
Come over here quickly!


Many men, wish death upon me
There are a lot of people who want me dead.


Blood in my eye dog and I can't see
I can't see properly because of the injury to my eye.


I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
I want to become what I'm meant to be.


And niggas trying to take my life away
People are trying to kill me.


I put a hole in nigga for fucking with me
If someone messes with me, I'll shoot them.


My back on the wall, now you gon' see
I'm in a tough situation now.


Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
Be careful what you say about me.


'Cause I'll come and take your life away
I'll kill you if you mess with me.


Many men, many, many, many, many men
A lot of people want me dead.


Wish death 'pon me
They want me dead.


Lord I don't cry no more
I don't cry anymore.


Don't look to the sky no more
I don't pray anymore.


Have mercy on me
Please have mercy on me.


Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
People are paying to have me killed.


Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
You wasted your money, I'm still alive.


I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm valuable but people haven't recognized it yet.


I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
I'm the king of the underground, but I haven't been recognized as a king yet.


When I rhyme, something special happen every time
My raps are unique and powerful.


I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I'm the best, like Muhammad Ali was in his best years.


I walk the block with the bundles
I walk around with drugs to sell.


I've been knocked on the humble
I've been humbled by difficult experiences.


Swing the ox when I rumble
I fight with a gun when I need to.


Show your ass what my gun do
I'll shoot you if you provoke me.


Got a temper nigga, go 'head, lose your head
I have a short temper, so go ahead and make me angry.


Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
If you turn your back on me, I'll shoot you and you won't be able to walk anymore.


I walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
I carry a gun and have a bad attitude.


Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
I won't stop until I shoot you in the face - this battle isn't finished.


Many men, many, many, many, many men
Still, a lot of people want me dead.


Wish death 'pon me
They still want me dead.


Lord I don't cry no more
I still don't cry.


Don't look to the sky no more
I still don't pray anymore.


Have mercy on me
I still need your mercy.


Have mercy on my soul
Please have mercy on me after I die.


Somewhere my heart turned cold
I became cold-hearted over time.


Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
You need the bad times to appreciate the good times.


Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
You need to go through bad times to appreciate the good times.


Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
Death must be easier than life because life is so difficult.


It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
Life will hurt you in many ways.


This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars
This is for my friends selling drugs and smoking weed on the streets.


For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars
This is for my friends serving long prison sentences.


I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
I believe only God can judge me, but I know what's going on in my life.


Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
The authorities will give me a long prison sentence because I'm black.


I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
I'm a powerful figure, like Paulie in the movie Goodfellas.


Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to succeed, like Malcolm X.


Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
My friend Slim betrayed me and let other people harm me.


I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
I thought we were friends, so why would you want me dead?


Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I try to pray, but I don't hear anything from God.


I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
I know God is protecting me, but I still carry a gun.


In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling techs on me
I have nightmares about people shooting at me.


Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The psychologist said someone cast a spell on me.


The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
The authorities didn't have much information when Tupac Shakur was shot.


I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I received a letter from prison that said my friend Tuck was arrested.


I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
I'm not going to explain everything to you repeatedly.


Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
Are you stupid? Can't you understand what I'm saying?


In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
The Bible teaches that you reap what you sow.


Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Someone almost shot me, then three weeks later they were killed.


Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
It's clear that I'm alive for a reason.


'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing
The person who tried to kill me was killed the same way I was, but they didn't survive.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, DARRELL BRANCH, FREDERICK J. PERREN, KENI ST. LEWIS, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO

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"Death got to be easy."
"Cause life is hard.... "

One of the truest lines ever.

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I choose life, thank you very much

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Bro the second I seen this comment he said it

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