Paroles Catch 22 de Crossmovement

Textes et Paroles de Catch 22

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.

Tonic 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. Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, catch, catch it if you do. Catch 22, catch, catch 22, you catch it if you don't, catch, catch it if you do.

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.

Tonic 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 "Uhh, 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.

Tonic 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. And the kinda sped up. 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 Tubbs, thanks for the phat track. We be The Gift. With my man Earthquake, and, I be the Tonic.

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