[Zion I] Yo checkout the superb tech Cashin' checks through dialect Doper than the gold around your neck This is my manuscript to spit lyrics like fat
*behind vocal samples from foreign movie* "Zion I" "Planet As" "Madlib" [Zion I] Yo check out the superb tech Casinh checks through dialect Dope
Tochter Zion freue dich! Jauchze laut Jerusalem! Tochter Zion freue dich! Sieh dein König kommt zu dir!Jauchze laut Jerusalem! Ja er kommt der Friedef
**Not included on all versions** [Birds eye view - view I be with you I be there with you I be with you I be there with you I got a birds eye view- view
Intro: Zion I crew. Amp Live, DJ KG, Zion. We're love and peace [Verse 1] The metaphorical, mathematical word science Lyrical compounds react plus minus
I got a bird's eye view Hip hop, there's so many things you can say about it, you feel me? Like, on the real like, hip hop is just, beautiful Hip hop
Down Below, where the cold winds blow Roots sustained from the blood that you flow Hard to see, hard to see where you be at Where we meet at [digging?]
[Zion] Original master, architect Intel-lect, respect My heart full of splinters Agitating, so frustrating Letting dreams stay as dreams What are you
have you felt the bass boom? how many times how many times yo how many more of the hardcore rappers and gun clappers gotta die before we realize ??zion
Yeah Eh Hit you in the zone with this I need a girl in my world Give me space to spit Picture Halle Berry blowin a kiss Wanna get it from my wife But
Chorus: (Ahhh In the mornin Keep on working my job Every cent Ahhh In the mornin Keep on my working job Every cent) Fresh off the foot of the bed I
Wake up, gunshots in the city Hustlers on the corner, gonna get more busy Gunshots, young stunna got caught up Clock big numbers, too bad got startered
Sometimes I feel down and lonely And I cana??t carry on When I (?) Makes me wanna carry on Makes me feel brand new Make me feel brand new (x2) (Codany
The champions are herea?¦ Yea... Mhma?¦ This is for my people. To cops who roam the blocks, And love to fire shots. You innocent for sure before they
I ain't runnin' no game, small time, no names If we one in the same, you gunnin' for change [Hook-Zion (The Grouch)] Amp, Hit 'Em with a "one" (Zion,
(grouch) the truth is hard to swallow, baby get a bigger bottle you ain't goin' full throttle, this will make ya' crawl though inside is where we all
There was a time where I used to care what folks think Sniffing on my arm hoping that I don't stink Your boys are turned to men and men turned to savages
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