Luis Resto - Many Men lyrics

[Intro] Many men, wish d**h upon me Blood in my eye dog and I can't see I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be And s**as trying to take my life away I put a hole in you for running with me 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 d**h 'pon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me [Verse 1] Now first off Hip-Hop's a competitive game And everybody's either after money or fame I'm after the latter, so throw dirt on my name Then I'll reciprocate, multiply, and double your pain I don't play and eye for an eye, no tooth for a tooth More like you call out my mic, and I'm destroying your booth I don't think you're prepared to do what you gotta do You lay a hand on me, I'll lay a hollow on you I'm a little to grown to be fighting and scrapping So if you walk up on me I'll put a round in your skullcap Threaten me in voice mails where it's easy to act Enact any violence, I'll put it all in the past I don't go anywhere without a weapon concealed Don't test me 'less you wanna know how metal feels I've come closer to k**ing myself than any of you will So don't come to see me unless you're ready to k** [Hook] Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish d**h 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 d**h 'pon me [Verse 2] Make a lot of enemies when you're the only one that's real Oh no, can't say that you're the only one that's real Oh no, that don't fly, it's the competitive nature But unlike you I'll go to any lengths for My respect, now it's a war that you've started A forest fire, and you just plain retarded Not flame retardant, homie you not hard at all If there's a heart in your chest I hope you guard it Finger on the trigger if you're the one that I come for Then I leave you stretched out I ain't playing this summer Threaten the only one that's done work for His city, the mile high lyrical head hunter Where you been...not shooting I host the D like DJ Whoo Kid Hardest thing you say: "Don't make me catch a body like that" But Hiatus ain't scared of nobody like that [Hook]