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    Prelude:
    Man, my life man. Catch it whether I don't, catch it whether I do.
    So it really don't matter. Know what I'm sayin'?

    Chorus:
    (4X) Catch twenty, catch twenty, catch twenty-two, twenty-two, twenty, twenty-two.

    Verse 1:
    I'm comin' out slippery as a trout
    Here is my handle here is my spout
    Fresh brand new born baby on the planet
    Almost aborted taken for granted
    Sticky from the womb
    And I feel doom
    After the scrub
    I can't feel no love
    Doctor says get the fix 'cause my body's throwin' fits
    Even thought I don't know what it is I need a hit
    Every thing's shakin'. Why can't I stop?
    Don't warm me up no bottle, spark me up a rock
    Almost evicted, blood vessels constricted
    I just got here and I'm addicted
    Live or die what should I do?
    Lord help me I'm in a catch 22.

    Chorus:
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, and you catch it if you do
    (3X) Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, catch, catch it if you do

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    Verse 2:
    Yeah, I survived
    And at the age of five
    My mommy's off crack
    Said she ain't goin' back
    And from the looks of it you would think I got it made
    Ever since mommy married Reverend Kinkade
    But even at this age I feel the sickest kind of gloom
    'cause each and every night he keeps sneakin' in my room
    Touchin' me and feelin' me I wanna ring the bell
    But he says if I tell then I'ma go to hell
    And Lord I don't wanna go to hell I wanna be with you
    I'm in a catch 22

    Chorus:
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22 you catch it if you don't, and you catch it if you do
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, catch, catch it if you do

    Verse 3:
    No, I never told, and now I'm 18 years old
    Sometimes chill sometimes bold
    Girls say "Uh, check him out he kinda fly"
    And I can't relate no matter how hard I try
    I'm afraid ever since Reverend Kinkade
    I don't understand how I'm made
    Something's gone wrong in my head - I wish I was dead
    The cuts on my wrist bled
    I guess that stuff about God ain't true
    'cause why would he leave me in a catch 22

    Chorus:
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, you catch it if you do
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, but the catch 22 ain't true. I'm tryin'a tell y'all.
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, you catch it if you do
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, catch 22 ain't true

    Verse 4:
    Yo kid ya gotta live to get fed up.
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    You got's to come head up
    And just don't let up
    I know life's been bangin', boomin', hittin'
    You can't catch a break so your thinkin' 'bout quittin'
    But listen, the life lesson is in launchin' out into the deep, yo you gotta keep fishin'. Theres one who controls who you are and be
    Which is a slight definition of the Almighty
    But don't get it twisted, He's faithful and cares
    And won't allow you to go through more than you can bear
    But with all your temptation, He'll give you an escape
    So whether you've been molested or whether you've been raped
    Or born in the ghetto in a cold water flat
    Blind, or deaf, handi- or capped
    Hold on deliverance is nigh
    'cause you can get you piece of the pie
    In the 'twinkling of an eye'
    And God can't lie, it's a test, a plan
    So will you still hold on when you can't understand?
    Will you hold on so that God can get the glory?
    You'll get the reward - He'll tell the story
    About a person that had a hard life
    The stress and the strife
    And nothin' went right
    And so much pain, didn't know what to do...
    But still serve God despite the catch 22

    Extended Chorus:
    (4X) Catch twenty, catch twenty, catch twenty-two, twenty-two, twenty, twenty-two.

    Tonic Extended Chorus:
    Indeed for real.
    We tryin'a say, catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, you catch it if you do. Catch 22, catch, catch 22, but the catch 22 ain't true. Ya!
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, you catch it if you do.
    Catch 22, catch, catch 22, but the catch 22 ain't true - for real. Word life.
    To my man Tubb, thanks for the phat track.
    We be The Gift. With my man Earthquake, ya, and I be the Tonic.

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    Composición: J. Wells

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