Zion I – Silly Puddy (Instrumental) (Prod. By Amp Live) | Throwback Thursdays

[Intro: Zumbi]
Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)
Give me what I need (give me what I need)
Give me what I need (give me what I need)
Lord, give me what I need (give me what I need)

[Verse 1: Zumbi]
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
[Verse 2: The Grouch]
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?

[Hook: Zumbi and Grouch]
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!

[Verse 3: 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 it knock and shock the same
Got to use the brain, so I can lose the chains
[Verse 4: Zion I]
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

[Hook: Zumbi and Grouch]
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!

[Verse 5: Zumbi]
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?