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smith and Wesson
The lack of repentance a spiritual death wish
Takes more than believing see its the deceiving
Even the demon, don't question believing

I’m hoping just to find
Myself trapped inside my cerebellum, acid in my spine
I hope I don’t die this time, many men wish death
I’m on my Get Rich

with the strong
Because He poured out Himself to death
And was numbered with the transgressors
Yet He Himself bore the sin of many
And interceded for

and ditch again, spending bands on many men, wish death on me? don't call your bluff, timbs on deck I'm booted up, been gone so long I've had enough, I'll

cents
He died tryn me like I ain't wit many men
I done hits hoes off the island like gilagan
Had them in shock when they seem alll these Benjamin's
I

it in, traffic look clear today
Many men wish death upon that cross, but ain't got what it take
Different states, got your bitch on me, she tryna get

There's a football size dent in the side of my truck
Mike the bum he's making artwork out of cigarette butts
The men in suits they feel so far above

a rem-i-nant
Rode up in all black in the deluxe stayed vigilant
Five in the back, two in the front, bumping 50 cent
Crow flew by, what a shifty hint

Three hop

and gang still aint switching
This bitch worth 50 cent, its many men she hittin
Shit, we need a floor sign the way we caught him slippin'
She said "We

Drinking red wine filled the Cupeth
How could them men in blue take My brother's
What the fuck
Wish I can give them head shots
Pow
Put they face in

mistake
Bury me in bathing ape
Oh my city is a pity
I just pray its never late
I know 50 killing 50
I just pray they take break
For the many mourning many

back Everywhere and show no pity
Many Men really wish death on Me like Fifty

All the Ladies say I'm Jazzy
Check my groove smooth
Downers and addys Up

within you
Gentlemen, can't tell if you're genuine
But I can feel the power in my veins of many men
The blood of the Devil and my mother a concoction

and it's fuck the opps crazy, won't say it again
LaQuarries living, I'm blinded by death, ain't talking 50, we killed many men
We hit they block, ain't

men wish death on me
Mob ties throw them in the sea
I'm focused I'm doing me
My shawty she loving me cause
I handle my business
Handle my business
I

You can have her I done hit the bitch
Many men switched like 50 Cent
Go to court y'all turn to witnesses
If you ain't about it you should quit it

his mouth
Now he be talking like fifty cent when he shouts
Cops said i'm the gang, G.D.R what you mean
I ain't no gang, lone wolf true lycan with them

50
In the club hated by many men
I'm sofa king
Wavy
Until them call me away
I'm sofa king
Wavy
Tomorrow not promised so today
I'm sofa king
Wavy
Until

homie then 
Just on da one hunnid tip 
I be feeling like 50 cent, 
My haters be like mini mes,
I Get hated on by many men 
Pimp my pen for dividends,

motion

Had to switch the beat up again
No fifty cent in this church we got many men
I pray again every time that I just sin again
I need the grace, need

pussy, I got her out my mix

Ha, she what me to buy that BBL, pfft, it's a trick
We done put this shit on many men, ha, 50 Cent
You a ho, but you

the park in mist
When i'm sparking my spliff
Embarking on quests
Major glitch in the matrix
That's deja vu
Agent smith onto the crew
My death wish is due

chasing my prime like Meridian
Many men, wish death on many men, and women too
Idiots, thinking they're geniuses, what can you do 
When the Dunning-Kruger

like it was fitting in
Sick with it and never opposed
To be fitting in
Before switching I would wish
Death like many men
I'm illustrating with the pen