Silly Puddy - Zion I, The Grouch

Dear Lord, you show me the best of times, show me the worst of times

Confusion all over my mind, but still I keep 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, Fashioned 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 scepter, so it slips

Now who’s equipped, to come up on the grip

Of bravery crazily, I wait for the response

And I’m locked and loaded, missiles ready set to launch

Eliminatin' comp-etition, they gettin' bumped in the trunk

'Cause we keep 'em in the chunk, in the trunk

They gettin' bumped in the trunk

What can I learn from livin' life?

What can you learn from what I write?

I study 'til 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

I spend my day programmin' what?

Sooounds!

How profound

To rap until 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, days are chapters, what you after?

Give me what I need (give me what I need)

To help them trace my tracks!

Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)

To stand and face the facts!

Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)

To lead them not astray!

Give me what I need (give me what I need)

To say what I got to say!

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 it knock and shock the same

Got to use the brain, so I can lose the chains

Thug, you my guru leader, so I don’t need to pack no heater

Like syrup you make this sweeter, this balance-beam I teeter

Tryin' to find myself, lookin' at reflections in 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 beauty

Give me what I need (give me what I need)

To help them trace my tracks!

Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)

To stand and face the facts!

Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)

To lead them not astray!

Give me what I need (give me what I need)

To say what I got to say!

Let me crack my seventh seal, don’t rush, microphone’s gotta get crushed

I thrust with the force of a rocket booster, 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 bills, shit is ill

I stare off in the distance, rhymin' with persistence

'Cause rhymin' is a mission, will anybody listen?

Now if you put me through any time of need, I’m sure to call for help indeed

Daily I stay silent, thinkin' thoughts at lightning speed

Heightened by the feedback and forth reciprocation

Situation rather unexplained, I maintain relations

In laymens — it’s a vibe I felt, Déjà 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 the specs

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)

Give me what I need (give me what I need)

To help them trace my tracks!

Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)

To stand and face the facts!

Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)

To lead them not astray!

Give me what I need (give me what I need)

To say what I got to say!