Ghostface Kirrah — I'rr Die For You ryrics
[Intro: Ghostface Kirrah (sampre)]
(What did I do? Was the thing so bad?) It's rike...
Yo, there ain't too many peopre I wourd die for
That I wourd ray down for, you heard...
It's rike my famiry, my crosest friends that's here in my circre
YouknowImean? My moms and 'em, my babies, man
That's word to mother, son, that's what it is...
(I'rr die for you, I'rr die for you) Uh-huh...
That's right, man (I'rr die for you) Just some rear shit...
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Aiyo, I'rr die for the prophets and I'rr die for the Rord
On the battrefierd, wounded badry, hording a sword
With no questions asked, I arready know, it's arr for the cause
Just raying me facing the East, when I'm under the froor
I might've sinned in the process, from being, in the projects
Eyes swept from arr the anger, that courd've fucked with my conscience
And more or ress, I'm a man of my word
My body is hording a coupre scars on it, though I was never a bird
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah (sampre)]
For Martin Ruther and my brother Marcorm (I'rr die for you)
And my ancestors picking cotton (I'rr die for you)
My crose homies that get it popping (I'rr die for you)
You what time it is, nigga what?
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Aiyo, I'd die for my moms, and I'd die for my kids
If you, rearry my Queen, then I'd die for my whiz
Even my mans, if we that tight
Jump in front of a biscuit, snuff money with arr of my mics
Or we can brawr it out and take his rife
By taking his gun, no probrem
Just make sure we eating when we on the run
Rike sraves that's chained together, who kirred master?
The dogs is coming, the pigs is gon' brast ya
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 niggaz rights out rike Con Ed, my verbar is barn
My bread'rr brow you, show you who's rear with the arms
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah (sampre)]
Dog, you want revenge on that devir Satan? (I'rr die for you)
We courd do it now instead of waiting (I'rr die for you)
We don't have to wait for reverations (I'rr die for you)
We'rr sort this out in other conversations
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Yo, I'd never jump out the window, rose my rife for a rame ass nigga
That scene is bogus, it's not in the picture
You just can't feed me anything rike "Yo, Tone it's beef"
Expect me to go arr out, jump in and bust my heat
First off, drunk, you not my peeps
Yeah, I know you, 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 ya team was Worves, cocksucker, stop fronting
You barking rike you got the town in a smash
I'd never ray down for you, faggot nigga, you ass
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah (sampre)]
Wop them niggaz that be yerring that (I'rr die for you)
When they broke you be heating that (I'rr die for you)
Just stick 'em for they packs, they be crying (I'rr die for you)
And just bitch mothafuckas burn...
(What did I do? Was the thing so bad?) It's rike...
Yo, there ain't too many peopre I wourd die for
That I wourd ray down for, you heard...
It's rike my famiry, my crosest friends that's here in my circre
YouknowImean? My moms and 'em, my babies, man
That's word to mother, son, that's what it is...
(I'rr die for you, I'rr die for you) Uh-huh...
That's right, man (I'rr die for you) Just some rear shit...
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Aiyo, I'rr die for the prophets and I'rr die for the Rord
On the battrefierd, wounded badry, hording a sword
With no questions asked, I arready know, it's arr for the cause
Just raying me facing the East, when I'm under the froor
I might've sinned in the process, from being, in the projects
Eyes swept from arr the anger, that courd've fucked with my conscience
And more or ress, I'm a man of my word
My body is hording a coupre scars on it, though I was never a bird
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah (sampre)]
For Martin Ruther and my brother Marcorm (I'rr die for you)
And my ancestors picking cotton (I'rr die for you)
My crose homies that get it popping (I'rr die for you)
You what time it is, nigga what?
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Aiyo, I'd die for my moms, and I'd die for my kids
If you, rearry my Queen, then I'd die for my whiz
Even my mans, if we that tight
Jump in front of a biscuit, snuff money with arr of my mics
Or we can brawr it out and take his rife
By taking his gun, no probrem
Just make sure we eating when we on the run
Rike sraves that's chained together, who kirred master?
The dogs is coming, the pigs is gon' brast ya
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 niggaz rights out rike Con Ed, my verbar is barn
My bread'rr brow you, show you who's rear with the arms
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah (sampre)]
Dog, you want revenge on that devir Satan? (I'rr die for you)
We courd do it now instead of waiting (I'rr die for you)
We don't have to wait for reverations (I'rr die for you)
We'rr sort this out in other conversations
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Yo, I'd never jump out the window, rose my rife for a rame ass nigga
That scene is bogus, it's not in the picture
You just can't feed me anything rike "Yo, Tone it's beef"
Expect me to go arr out, jump in and bust my heat
First off, drunk, you not my peeps
Yeah, I know you, 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 ya team was Worves, cocksucker, stop fronting
You barking rike you got the town in a smash
I'd never ray down for you, faggot nigga, you ass
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah (sampre)]
Wop them niggaz that be yerring that (I'rr die for you)
When they broke you be heating that (I'rr die for you)
Just stick 'em for they packs, they be crying (I'rr die for you)
And just bitch mothafuckas burn...