Luyện nghe bài hát Silly Puddy

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

I]
Dear Lord you show me the of times
You me the worst of times
Confusion all over my mind but I keep bustin' rhymes
And I fight for what I want, but I die for what I
And I watch my people bleed vultures steady feed
We proceed with the mic
in your likeness
More than vipers
spirit snipers
us
We'll be candles in the
like Noah's Ark
I was destined for part
In the of thangs
We kings and queens eatin' chicken
But greasy finger tips can't the cepters so it slips
Now equip to come up on a grip
with Fraiser Lee I wait for the response
And I'm and loaded missiles ready set to launch
comp-atition they gettin' bombed in the trunk
Cause we 'em chunk in the trunk
They gettin' bumped in the

[The
can I learn from living life?
What can you learn from I write?
I study till my are bloody to him I'm just some Silly Puddy
Who me to play with, she to lay with, us to bust
So I my day programming what...sounds?
Cosmo bound to rap the break of dawn
so they can hear and know on
If the flow is I'm smart
If you're stupid not art
are made so many ways
You can spin the tires, a sack for everybody dazed
A chapter is you're after

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

Now you can faze me your laughter your smiles or your pain
I feel your trials when I'm and out or winning at the game
No one to Creator yet the masses are perplexed
Cause by life so impressed, we all wish we had a next
And that's no matter how much I
Really couldn't no blame
I'll just refrain try stayin' 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 lose the

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

I]
Let me crack my seventh seal don't
Microphone's gotta get
I thrush with the of a rocket booster
ain't what you're use to
Now we gonna fly high this song la la la
If you don't believe in you best to try
Ain't nobody said this life is
a test
Is you gonna do your
Hide in the cone of
You got to fresh
Cause if you you stagnated
Stale thoughts of lack will put you in a
I can and I will
Set these rhymes to
But will what I feel pay the bill shit is ill
I stare off in the
Rhymin' with
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 relations
In lay men's it's a I felt
Dja vu myself
I it verbally
Made sure all fools have heard of me
Believe I'm well
Not a prophet been resurrected
Trust and I it
When I bust it's higher effects to match spects
Of my blue prints and the true sense of these
God he lives within, all of this heard
word (every word)