Silly Puddy Lyrics

Silly Puddy lyrics

Zion I intro:

 Lord gimme what I need gimme what I need. 

 Gimme what I need gimme what I 

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

 

 [Zion I]

 Dear Lord you show me the best of times

 You show me the worst of time

 Confusion all over my mind but still I be bustin' rhymes

 And I fight for what I want, but I die for what I need

 And I watch my people bleed while vultures steady feed

 We proceed with the mic bless

 Crashin' in your likeness

 More deadlier than vipers 

 Lyric spirit snipers

 Ignite us

 We'll be candles in the dark

 Solid like Noah's Ark 

 I was destined for this part

 In the scheme of thangs

 We kings and queens eatin' chicken wings

 But greasy finger tips can't hold the cepters so it slips

 Now who's equip to come up on a grip

 Abraver with Fraiser Lee I wait for the response 

 And I'm locked and loaded missiles ready set to launch

 Eliminated comp-atition they gettin' bombed in the trunk

 Cause we keep 'em chunk in the trunk

 They gettin' bumped in the trunk

 

 [The Grouch]

 What can I learn from living life?

 What can you learn from what I write?

 I study till my lungs are bloody to him I'm just some Silly Puddy

 Who created me to play with, she to lay with, us to bust

 So I spend my day programming what...sounds?

 Cosmo bound to rap into the break of dawn 

 so they can hear and know it's on

 If the flow is strong it's smart

 If it's stupid it's not art

 Marks are made so many ways

 You can spin the tires, blaze a sack for everybody dazed

 A chapter is what you're after

 

 [Hook]

 Zion I: Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need

 Grouch: To help them trace my tracks

 Zion I: Lord Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need

 Grouch: To stand and face the facts

 Zion I: Lord Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need

 Grouch:To lead them not astray

 Zion I: Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need

 Grouch: To say what I got to say

 

 [Grouch]

 Now you can faze me with your laughter your smiles or your pain

 I feel your trials when I'm down and out or winning at the game

 No one to claim Creator yet the masses are perplexed 

 Cause by life we're so impressed, we all wish we had a next 

 And that's no matter how much I complain

 Really couldn't place no blame 

 I'll just refrain try stayin' sane and hope you watch your aim

 I scope and got the flame 

 To make and knock and sock the same

 Got to use the brain 

 So I can lose the chain

 

 [Zion I]

 See Grouch you my guru leader 

 So I don't need to pack no heater

 Like syrup you make this sweeter 

 This ballad is beemer teeter

 I'm tryin' to find myself 

 Look at reflections of everyone else

 Some of y'all might find that funny but do not know your wealth

 You make the world turn

 You make the fire burn

 You make the wind breeze

 The sinner fall to his knees

 Now that's some powerful 

 And I speak my words truthfully

 As far as I know

 Yo we all got some of God's duty

 

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 [Zion I]

 Let me crack my seventh seal don't rush

 Microphone's gotta get crush 

 I thrush with the force of a rocket buster

 This ain't what you're use to 

 Now we gonna fly high singin this song la la la

 If you don't believe in yourself you best to try

 Ain't nobody said this life is easy

 Everything a test

 Is you gonna do your best?

 Hide in the cone of flesh?

 You got to stay fresh

 Cause if you stop you stagnated

 Stale thoughts of lack will put you in a jail

 Believe I can and I will

 Set these rhymes to sail

 But will what I really feel pay the bill shit is ill

 I stare off in the distance 

 Rhymin' with persistence

 Cause rhymin' is a mission

 Will anybody listen?

 

 [The Grouch]

 Now if you put me through any time of need 

 I'm sure I'll call for help indeed

 Daily I stay silent, thinking thoughts at lightening speed

 Heightened by the feedback and forth reciprocation

 Situation rather unexplained I remain relations

 In laymens it's a vibe I felt

 De ja' vu inside myself

 I speak it verbally

 Made sure all them fools have heard of me

 Believe I'm well connected

 Not a prophet who's been resurrected

 Trust and I expect it

 When I bust it's higher effects to match your spects

 Of my blue prints and the true sense of these words

 God he lives within, all of this he's heard

 Every word (every word)

 

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