Luyện nghe bài hát Silly Puddy

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

I]
Dear Lord you me the best of times
You show me the worst of
Confusion all over my mind but still I keep rhymes
And I fight for what I want, but I die for I need
And I watch my people bleed while vultures steady
We proceed with the mic
Fashioned in likeness
More deadlier than
spirit snipers
us
We'll be candles in the
Solid Noah's Ark
I was destined for this
In the scheme of
We kings and queens eatin' wings
But greasy finger tips can't hold the cepters so it
Now who's to come up on a grip
Abraver with Lee I wait for the response
And I'm locked and missiles ready set to launch
Eliminated comp-atition they gettin' in the trunk
Cause we keep 'em in the trunk
gettin' bumped in the trunk

[The
What can I learn from life?
What can you learn what I write?
I study till my lungs are bloody to him I'm just some Puddy
Who created me to play with, she to lay with, us to
So I spend my day what...sounds?
Cosmo bound to rap the break of dawn
so can hear and know it's on
If the flow is strong I'm
If you're it's not art
Marks are made so many
You can the tires, blaze a sack for everybody dazed
A chapter is what after

Zion I: Gimmie I need gimmie what I need
Grouch: To help them trace my
Zion I: Lord Gimmie what I need what I need
To stand and face the facts
Zion I: Lord Gimmie what I need what I need
Grouch:To them not astray
Zion I: Gimmie 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 trials when I'm and out or winning at the game
No one to claim yet the masses are perplexed
by life 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 sane and hope 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 Grouch you my guru
So I need to pack no heater
syrup you make this sweeter
This ballad is beemer
I'm tryin' to find
Look at of everyone else
Some of might find that funny but do not know your wealth
You make the world
You make the burn
You make the breeze
The fall to his knees
Now some powerful
And I my words truthfully
As far as I
Yo we all got some of beauty

I]
Let me crack my seventh seal don't
Microphone's get crush
I thrush with the force of a rocket
This what you're use to
Now we fly high singin this song la la la
If you don't believe in you best to try
Ain't said this life is easy
a test
Is you gonna do best?
Hide in the cone of
You got to fresh
Cause if you stop you
thoughts of lack will put you in a jail
Believe I can and I
Set these to sail
But will what I feel pay the bill shit is ill
I stare off in the
Rhymin' with
rhymin' is a mission
Will listen?

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