Instrumental: "Many Man" (50 CeNT)


I peep through the door, rec'og'nizing my fate, knocked down on my face--"Bloods," runnin for the chase/
Life is a misery, a question in predicament, My body's ready,...ready to blast off-- are u Mentally?/

This should be considered, many men dont make it back, but i'm in line ready for the cause, like everything u dont hear,--- so we, stop and pause/

Cops and laws, gullible innocent bystandards,-- its my props then straws/
Because(Be'caws), we make a livin' gangbangin, When "I" could of stayed in school, learnin my lesson/

My moms protestin', sniper in disguise, so i'm ful--ly armed with essence, her presence/
her tender love and care, didn't make me think twice bout the "Smiff N Wesson"/(Gun Manufacturer)

Its a daily grind, take whats mine, a poor man on the verge to find a "penny",
which seems so hard to find/
The way i'm feelin, it bothers me cuz "I" had the riches, now on the "low-life" moral of mankind/

A Profession?, Homie no one wants "Mice", so we disregard it from our life/
Some of the many things, wit gangs, that turned Many days, to Many Nights/


CHORUS: 2X'S
THE MANY DAYS WE GRANTED, THEN NIGHTS OVERCOME IN A SLIGHT PANIC..
OH WELL WE REAP WHAT WE SOW, KNOW WHAT WE KNOW, PLANTED WHAT SOWED-- NOW THAT MAKES U A TRU GANGSTA

if yall get the instrumental and read this yall can check out the flow
HOLLA

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nice shit dawg fa real and apreciate u finishin that battle for me respect dawg pc

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whats up>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.................................

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whats up>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.................................

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critique me

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yup

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