Luyện nghe bài hát Silly Puddy

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

I]
Dear Lord you show me the of times
You show me the worst of
Confusion all over my mind but still I bustin' rhymes
And I fight for what I want, but I die for what I
And I watch my people bleed while steady feed
We proceed with the mic
Fashioned in likeness
More deadlier vipers
Lyric snipers
us
We'll be in the dark
Solid like Ark
I was for this part
In the scheme of
We kings and queens eatin' wings
But finger tips can't hold the cepters so it slips
Now who's equip to up on a grip
Abraver with Fraiser Lee I for the response
And I'm and loaded missiles ready set to launch
Eliminated comp-atition they bombed in the trunk
Cause we keep 'em in the trunk
They bumped in the trunk

Grouch]
What can I learn from life?
can you learn from what I write?
I study till my lungs are to him I'm just some Silly Puddy
Who created me to with, she to lay with, us to bust
So I spend my day what...sounds?
Cosmo bound to rap 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 so many ways
You can spin the tires, blaze a for everybody dazed
A chapter is you're after

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

Now you can faze me your laughter your smiles or your pain
I your trials when 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 just refrain try stayin' sane and you watch your aim
I and got the flame
To make and and sock the same
Got to use the
So I can lose the

I]
See you my guru leader
So I don't need to pack no
syrup you make this sweeter
This ballad is beemer
I'm tryin' to myself
Look at reflections of everyone
Some of y'all might find that funny but do not your wealth
You make the world
You make the burn
You make the wind
The sinner fall to his
Now some powerful
And I my words 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
This ain't you're use to
Now we gonna fly high singin this la la la
If you believe in yourself you best to try
nobody said this life is easy
Everything a
Is you gonna do best?
in the cone 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 feel pay the bill shit is ill
I off in the distance
Rhymin' with
Cause rhymin' is a
anybody listen?

[The
Now if you put me any time of need
I'm I'll call for help indeed
Daily I stay silent, thoughts at lightening speed
by the feedback and forth reciprocation
Situation rather unexplained I maintain
In lay men's it's a vibe I
Dja vu inside
I speak it
Made sure all them fools have of me
I'm well connected
Not a who's been resurrected
and I expect it
When I bust it's higher effects to match spects
Of my blue and the true sense of these words
God he lives within, all of he's heard
Every (every word)