50 Cent – Many Men (Wish Death) [ft. Lloyd Banks]. Lyrics & Meaning

50 Cent [ft. Lloyd Banks] – Many Men (Wish Death) : More Than a Rap Song, It’s a Survivor’s Diary

Ever had one of those days, or maybe even a whole year, where it felt like the world was just against you? Like no matter what you did, someone was waiting in the wings, hoping you’d trip and fall. It’s a heavy feeling, right? Now, imagine that feeling cranked up to a thousand, where it’s not just about hoping you fail, but literally wishing you gone. Sounds like a movie plot, but for one artist, this was his cold, hard reality.

This is the exact energy that gave birth to one of hip-hop’s most raw and honest tracks. We’re about to peel back the layers of a song that’s less of a musical hit and more of a documentary set to a beat, a visceral tale of survival against all odds.

The Brutal Backstory Behind “Many Men (Wish Death)” by 50 Cent

You can’t really get this song until you know the story. This isn’t just 50 Cent making up some tough-guy lyrics. In 2000, Curtis “50 Cent” Jackson was shot nine times at point-blank range and left for dead. Nine times. Let that sink in. He was hit in his hand, arm, hip, both legs, chest, and his face. The bullet to his jaw is what gave him his now-iconic, slightly slurred vocal delivery. “Many Men” isn’t just a song; it’s his direct response to that event. It’s him processing his trauma and staring death in the face, then turning it into art.

A Chorus That Hits Like a Bullet

The hook is haunting and straight to the point. There’s no poetry, just pure, unfiltered truth from his perspective. When he says:

Many men wish death upon me

Blood in my eye, dog, and I can’t see

I’m tryin’ to be what I’m destined to be

And niggas tryin’ to take my life away

You can almost feel the paranoia and desperation. It’s a cry of both pain and defiance. He’s acknowledging the hate aimed at him but also stating his ambition—he’s trying to reach his destiny, and this is the violent obstacle in his way. The line “Blood in my eye, dog, and I can’t see” is such a powerful, literal, and metaphorical image of being blinded by rage and the sheer will to survive.

Lyrics: "Many Men (Wish Death)" by 50 Cent (ft. Lloyd Banks)

Damn, you gotta go get somethin’ to eat, man
I’m hungrier than a motherfucker, man
Ayo, man
Damn, what’s takin’ homie so long, son?
50, calm down, man, he coming
Ah (Oh, what the fuck?)
Ah, son, pull off, pull off

Many men wish death upon me
Blood in my eye, dog, and I can’t see
I’m tryin’ to be what I’m destined to be
And niggas tryin’ to take my life away (C’mon)
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
‘Cause 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
‘Til 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, ’cause 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,” ’cause 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? (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
‘Cause 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

Unpacking the Mind of a Man Who Cheated Death

Beyond the chorus, the verses are where 50 Cent lays out his entire mindset. It’s a journey through his thoughts on pain, faith, betrayal, and karma. He’s not just angry; he’s introspective in the most street-hardened way possible.

Finding Strength in Agony

One of the most profound moments in the song is when he flips the script on suffering. He’s not just wallowing in it; he’s explaining why it’s necessary for growth. It’s a philosophy born from extreme hardship.

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, ’cause life is hard

It’ll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred

This is incredible. He’s basically saying that to appreciate the good, you must experience the bad. It’s a universal truth, but it hits differently coming from someone who has been through what he has. He finds a strange comfort in the idea that death must be a relief because life has been so incredibly difficult.

A Twisted Conversation with God

His relationship with faith is complicated and raw. He believes he’s being protected, but he’s not taking any chances. He’s still a product of his environment, where you have to be ready for anything.

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

This is the ultimate conflict between faith and reality. He has faith in a higher power, but he keeps his gun closer. It’s a stark look at how survival in a dangerous world forces you to live in two mindsets at once: one of hope and one of grim preparation.

The Final Word on Karma

The closing verse is what truly cements the song’s legendary status. He directly addresses the aftermath and finds a chilling sense of purpose in his survival. He connects the dots with an almost supernatural clarity.

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

‘Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain’t fuckin’ breathin’

This isn’t just bragging. For him, this is divine proof. The fact that his attacker died from a similar attack while he survived is, in his eyes, confirmation that he was spared for a greater purpose. It’s a terrifyingly powerful conclusion to his story, solidifying his belief that he is, in fact, “destined to be” something great.

At its core, “Many Men” is a testament to resilience. It’s about taking the absolute worst thing that can happen to you—a violent, near-fatal attack fueled by jealousy—and not just surviving it, but using it as fuel. It’s a message that no matter how many people want to see you fail, your purpose and your will to live can be stronger. It transforms pain into power, and trauma into a triumphant anthem.

This track is so much more than just music; it’s a living document of a man who walked through the valley of death and came back to tell the tale. But that’s just my take on it. What does this song mean to you? Do you see it as a story of revenge, a tale of destiny, or something else entirely? Let’s discuss it.

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