Luyện nghe bài hát Many Men (Wish Death)

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

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

50, calm down, he come

the fuck!?

Son, up! pull up!

men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I see
I'm to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to my life away
I put a hole in for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you see
Better watch how you talk, when you about me
'Cause come and take your life away

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no
look to the sky no more
Have on me

Now pussy niggas putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every
I'm the greatest, like Ali in his prime
I walk the block the bundles
I've been on the humble
Swing the ox I rumble
your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go 'head, lose head
Turn your back on me, get and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist, chip on my
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this ain't over

Many men, many, many, many, men
Wish death me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no
Have on me
mercy on my soul
Somewhere my turned cold
mercy on many men
Many, many, many, men
Wish death me

Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it for rain
Joy wouldn't so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death be easy, 'cause life is hard
leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting and cigars
For the niggas on lock, doing behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see clear
Quick these crackers will my black ass a hundred years
I'm like in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die

Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing
I know he protecting me, but I still stay my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep techs on me
says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got
I got a kite from the pens told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the
Are you illiterate You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, around
Almost me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing