Silly Puddy lyrics

Artist  : Zion I Featuring The Grouch 
Song : Silly Puddy
 


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



Hook



[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)



Hook