Luyện nghe bài hát Silly Puddy

Zion I
Lord gimme what I need gimme I need.
Gimme what I gimme what I
need. Lord gimme what I gimme what I need.

I]
Dear Lord you show me the best of
You me the worst of times
Confusion all over my mind but still I keep rhymes
And I fight for what I want, but I die for what I
And I watch my people bleed while vultures steady
We with the mic bless
Fashioned in likeness
deadlier than vipers
Lyric spirit
us
We'll be candles in the
Solid like Ark
I was destined for this
In the of thangs
We kings and eatin' chicken wings
But greasy finger tips can't hold the so it slips
Now who's to come up on a grip
with Fraiser Lee I wait for the response
And I'm locked and missiles ready set to launch
Eliminated comp-atition they gettin' in the trunk
we keep 'em chunk in the trunk
They gettin' bumped in the

Grouch]
What can I learn from living
What can you learn from I write?
I study till my lungs are bloody to him I'm just some Silly
Who created me to with, she to lay with, us to bust
So I spend my day what...sounds?
Cosmo to rap into the break of dawn
so they can hear and it's on
If the flow is I'm smart
If stupid it's not art
Marks are made so ways
You can spin the tires, blaze a for everybody dazed
A chapter is what you're

Zion I: what I need gimmie what I need
Grouch: To help them my tracks
Zion I: Lord what I need gimmie what I need
Grouch: To and face the facts
Zion I: Lord Gimmie what I need what I need
Grouch:To lead not astray
Zion I: Gimmie I need gimmie what I need
Grouch: To say I got to say

Now you can faze me with your laughter your or your pain
I feel your trials I'm down and out or winning at the game
No one to claim Creator yet the masses are
Cause by we're so impressed, we all wish we had a next
And that's no matter how much I
couldn't place no blame
I'll refrain try stayin' sane and hope you watch your aim
I scope and got the
To make and knock and the same
Got to use the
So I can the chain

I]
See Grouch you my leader
So I don't need to pack no
Like syrup you this sweeter
This is beemer teeter
I'm tryin' to myself
Look at reflections of everyone
of y'all might find that funny but do not know your wealth
You make the turn
You the fire burn
You make the wind
The fall to his knees
Now that's powerful
And I speak my truthfully
As far as I
Yo we all got some of God's

I]
Let me crack my seal don't rush
Microphone's gotta get
I thrush with the of a rocket booster
ain't what you're use to
Now we gonna fly high singin this la la la
If you don't in yourself you best to try
Ain't said this life is easy
Everything a
Is you gonna do best?
Hide in the of flesh?
You got to fresh
if you stop you stagnated
Stale thoughts of lack put you in a jail
Believe I can and I
Set these rhymes to
But will what I really feel pay the shit is ill
I stare off in the
Rhymin' persistence
rhymin' is a mission
Will anybody

Grouch]
Now if you put me through any time of
I'm sure call for help indeed
Daily I stay silent, thoughts at lightening speed
Heightened by the feedback and reciprocation
Situation rather unexplained I maintain
In lay men's a vibe I felt
Dja vu myself
I it verbally
Made sure all them have heard of me
I'm well connected
Not a prophet who's been
Trust and I it
When I bust higher effects to match your spects
Of my blue prints and the true sense of words
God he lives within, all of this he's
word (every word)