I'll Die for You Songtext
von Ghostface Killah

Uh
It′s like yo, it ain't too many people I would die for
That I would lay down for, you heard?
It′s like my family
My closest friends that's in my circle
You know what I mean?
My moms and then my babies, man
I keep it on the limit though
That's what it is

Uh huh

That′s right, yo
It′s so real, shit


Yo, ayo I'd die for the prophets and I′d die for the Lord
On the battlefield wounded badly holding a sword
With no questions asked, I already know it's all for the cause
Just lay me facing the east when I′m under the floor
I might ascend in the process from being in the projects
I sweat from all the anger that could've fucked with my conscience
And more or less, I′m a man of my word
My body is holding a couple scars on it though I was never a bird
For Martin Luther and my brother Malcolm

And my ancestors picking cotton

My close homies that get it popping

You know what time it is, what?

Ayo I'd die for my moms and I'd die for my kids
If you really my queen then I′d die for my wiz
Even my mans, if we that tight
Jump in front of a biscuit, snuff money with all my might
Or we can crawl it out and take his life by taking his gun
No problem, just make sure we eating when we on the run
Like slaves that′s chained together who killed master
The dogs is coming, the pigs is gon' blast us

I′d die for you, I'd die for my brother
Die for the babies who can′t eat with bare feet who need they mother
I put niggas lights out like Con Ed, my verbal is bond
My bread or blood who show you who's real with the arms
God you want revenge on that devil Satan?

We can do it now instead of waiting

We don′t have to wait for Revelations

We'll sort this out in another conversation


Yo, I'll never jump out the window, lose my life for a lame nigga
That scene is bogus, it′s not in the picture
You just can′t feed me anything like your tone is beef
Expect me to go all out, jump in and bust my heat
First off bro, you ain't my peeps
Yeah I know we from the same town and shit
But we ain′t that deep
We never stuck nothing, oxed something
Ran together, popped something

I thought your team was wolves, niggas sucka stop fronting
You barking like you got the talent to smash
I'd never lay down for you fuck niggas
You fuck niggas that be yelling that
When they broke you be hearing that

You stick ′em for they packs, they be crying
They just motherfuckers, word