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
[Zumbi]
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 greasy 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]
What can I learn from living life?
What 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?
How profound to rap into the break of dawn
So they can hear and know it's on
If the flow is strong it's 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]
[Zumbi] Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need
[Grouch] To help them trace my tracks
[Z] Lord Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need
[G] To stand and face the facts
[Z] Lord Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need
[G] To lead them not astray
[Z] Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need
[G] 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 chains
[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 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]
Let me crack my seventh seal don't rush
Microphone's gotta get crush
I thrust with the force of a rocket buster
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 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]
[Zumbi 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 [Zumbi] 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 greasy 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] What can I learn from living life? What 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? How profound to rap into the break of dawn So they can hear and know it's on If the flow is strong it's 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] [Zumbi] Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need [Grouch] To help them trace my tracks [Z] Lord Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need [G] To stand and face the facts [Z] Lord Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need [G] To lead them not astray [Z] Gimmie what I need gimmie what I need [G] 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 chains [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 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] Let me crack my seventh seal don't rush Microphone's gotta get crush I thrust with the force of a rocket buster 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 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] Explain Request ×
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