[Lloyd Banks]
  Man we gotta go get something to eat man
  I'm hungry as a motherfucker
    [50 Cent]
  Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
    [Lloyd Banks]
  50, calm down, here he come
    [9 Shots]
    [Banks and 50]
  Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!?
    [50 Cent]
  Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!
    [50 Cent]
  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
  I 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 upon me
  Lord I don't cry no more
  Don't look to the sky no more
  Have mercy on me
    Now these punkass 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
  Till I bust a clip in your face, Punkass 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
    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 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, 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
  You are a illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
  In the bible it says, who 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 fukcing 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
    [ Thanks Shandra for correction ]