Luyện nghe bài hát Silly Puddy

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

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

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

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

Now you can faze me with your laughter your smiles or your
I feel your when I'm down and out or winning at the game
No one to claim yet the masses are perplexed
Cause by life we're so impressed, we all we had a next
And that's no matter how I complain
Really couldn't no blame
just refrain try stayin' sane and hope you watch your aim
I and got the flame
To make and knock and the same
Got to use the
So I can lose the

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

I]
Let me my seventh seal don't rush
Microphone's gotta get
I thrush with the force of a booster
This ain't what use to
Now we gonna fly singin this song la la la
If you don't in yourself you best to try
nobody said this life is easy
Everything a
Is you gonna do your
Hide in the cone of
You got to stay
Cause if you you stagnated
Stale thoughts of will put you in a jail
Believe I can and I
Set these to sail
But will what I really pay the bill shit is ill
I stare off in the
Rhymin' persistence
Cause rhymin' is a
Will anybody

Grouch]
Now if you put me through any of need
I'm sure I'll call for indeed
I stay silent, thinking thoughts at lightening speed
Heightened by the feedback and forth
Situation rather unexplained I maintain
In lay it's a vibe I felt
Dja vu inside
I speak it
Made sure all them fools have of me
Believe I'm well
Not a prophet who's resurrected
Trust and I it
When I bust it's higher effects to match your
Of my blue prints and the true of these words
God he within, all of this he's heard
Every (every word)