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Karaokê Many Men (Wish Death) - 50 Cent

Esta música é uma versão de Many Men (Wish Death), popularizada por 50 Cent

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Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 81 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Sim

Duração: 04:24 - Visualizar: 01:29

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Ano de lançamento: 2003
Estilos: Rap & Hip-Hop, Em inglês
Autor Original: 50 cent, Luis Resto, Freddie Perren, Keni St. Lewis, Darrell Branch

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Letra Many Men (Wish Death)

Many men wish death upon me
Blood in my eye, dawg and I can't see
I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas tryin' to take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with me
My back on the wall now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk when you talk about me 'cos 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 man, these pussy niggas puttin' 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, somethin' special happened every time
I'm the greatest somethin' 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 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 'cos life is hard
It'll leave you physically mentally and emotionally scarred
This is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars
For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars
I don't say only God can judge me 'cos I see things clear
Crooked-ass 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 'pon me
Every night I talk to God but he don't say nothin' back
I know he protectin' me but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares niggas keep pullin' TECs on me
Psychic says some bitch done 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 Tut got knocked
I ain't gon' 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
Hommo shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here for a real reason 'cos he got hit like I got hit but he ain't fuckin' breathin'
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

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