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Former President Donald Trump has been rushed off the stage just minutes into a rally in Butler, Pennsylvania after gunshots were heard. Photographs show that Trump had blood on the side of his head and his ear.
Secret Service personnel have confirmed that the former President is safe. As the stakes are raised even higher for the 2024 US election.
Witnesses say the crackle of distant gunshots and subsequent hysteria of security guards rushing the stage were unlike anything they’d ever seen.
Meanwhile, the Trump’s likelihood of re-election is all but confirmed, even if this does drastically change how he will be engaging with the public moving forward.
One particular change will be the music that is played at all Trump rallies.
Since 2015, Donald Trump has struggled to secure permissions to play songs at his rallies.
From Sinead O’Connor, to Creedence Clearwater Survival to Bruce Springsteen – droves of famous musicians have demanded that their music not be associated with the Republican politician.
In recent year’s he’s had to settle for the Village People’s famous dance anthem ‘YMCA’.
However, after today’s failed assassination attempt, it is believed that New York rapper 50 Cent will allow his iconic murder ballad ‘Many Men’ to become the official song for Trump’s 2024 re-election.
Many Men, which was released as a charting single on from 50 Cent’s 2003 debut album ‘Get Rich or Die Tryin’ tells the story of a man who simply cannot die – despite the relentless efforts of murderous enemies.
The lyrics are as follows:
“Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I can’t see
I’m trying to be what I’m destined to be
And niggas trying to take my life away
I put a hole in n—— for fucking 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 these pussy n—s putting 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, something special happen every time
I’m the greatest, something 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 n—-, go ‘head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
Till 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 upon 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 if for my n—-s on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the n—-s on lock, doing life behind bars
I don’t see only god can judge me, ’cause I see things clear
Quick these 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 n—s ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die 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 upon me
Every night I talk to god, but he don’t say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, n—-s keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some bitch dumb, 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, Tuck got knocked
I ain’t gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate n—? You can’t read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost 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 fucking breathing
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 upon me”
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