Proof - Many Men lyrics

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Hey, yo, Im the king of this muthafucka
I'm the king of
Detroit You do what I say what I say nigga
Yo don't say it we gonna
Smoke this nigga 'Proof'
Fuck that you shoot that nigga, right there
Get that nigga!
King Of Detroit, what up now fool
What up now nigga!

Many men, wish death upon P
Its hard to survive in the 313
I'm trying to be what Im destined to be
And niggas tryin to take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin wit me
He ain't come dollo face in 1E
Watch what you say when you talk about me
Cuz I come and take your life away
Many men, many many many many men
Wish death upon me dog I don't cry no more


Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me

Man these pussy niggas put money on head
Gonna get your refund
Cuz motha fucka I ain't dead
I'm the dozen in the dirt
That ain't been found
The real king of the 'D'
(shit) that ain't been crowned when Im on
Something special happens every time
Im the dopest
Something like Roy Jones in his prime
I walk the planks of the jungle
Got a problem then fuck you
Show you what my gun do
If you whack and unhumble
Be for real, punk niggas
Your new to the beat
Ask any playa in the 'D'
Your new to the streets
Ya'll ain't from 7 mile
And y'all ain't wound fuck a bone
When you hear that click it's a gun!

Many men
Many many many many men wish death upon me
Dog 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 upon me

Now there wouldn't be real
If it wasn't for no heart
If there wasn't 8 mile
There wouldn't be O Port
Death gotta be easy, cuz life is hard
Murk you in afterlife, and see twice the god
This is for my niggas on the yo
Doin there time the real murkers in Detroit
That shine on the ground
I heard about that little hit
That u put in the hood
But, your shootifyougetshot ain't gonna
Do no good im like MG for shady
You can call me 'the Don'
If you Micheal mothafucka
You gonna die in the storm
Can't switch sides homie, let cash ride homie
Thought we was cool
Why you want me to die homie?

You know how many mothafuckas wanna
Hear your bone break? PA 7 Mile, FA's on May
School craft LA mack and B-wick
CCs Runyan AV that's who 'P' wit
The cops don't know much
Where I tuck my Glock i got the word from E
Dog when Stuck got locked
Ain't gunna spell it out for
You muthafuckas on the grind
Are you blind nigga
Can't read between the lines
From Cameon, Rico Shocka and G-low
Rock man, First born, boxy and Dlow
Now lets clear, Im here for a real reason
He do a a hit, I do a hit
Lets see who's still breathin'

Many Friends i lost to this game
And this cocksucka come namin names
So many hommies that passed away
Run up on him, point-blank and blast away
Many friends, many many many many friends
That died on me
I should have preserved my dog
Poured out on the curb for ya'll your RIP
Many friends i lost to this game
And this cocksucka coome namin names
So many hommies that passed away
Run up on him point-blank and blast away
For Lewon, Click-click, Bugs and Snook
Don't care bout all them drugs he took
Watch what you say when you talk about me
Cuz Im always gonna walk the 'D'
Many friends that died on me
I shall have preserved my dogs
Poured out on the curb for y'all yo RIP