Silly Puddy Lyrics

Silly Puddy lyrics

Zion I
Silly Puddy


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 we see 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]

Well can I learn from livin' life
or 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 I'm smart

If
you're 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 don't 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 signin 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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