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a catch 22, yeah yeah
For every step I try to take yet they wanna push me back
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't worried about it see
'Cause I can handle that, yeah
I'm talkin to the best chosen
Playin on 45th
Drink cola
Sellin drugs in the mornin
Strengthing my opponents
Fuck around and catch a bonus
Move all
and catch a bonus
Move all to buy the Owens
When you thought I was your oldest
And ever since that day I walk around double toastin'
Wit two hoalstin
Blackness, tell your bitch to fall backwards
Fuck a hood pass--my shit's for all-access
Killing tracks like this we call practice
Any bullshit y'all twist
not sleep
Must bash the bracket
Pay the rent, pay the debt
Must slash the fabric
Catch the jackrabbit
Pay the rent, pay the debt
Sleep

OK OK OK
need schooling, and, and, and take notes!
And god if I catch you yawning again you're gonna regret ever asking for my help,
And dammit you gotta
you ain't with it, without a doubt
By some (brothers) from (Brooklyn) you'll (get) stomped (out)
(That's right)
It's time to get stupid and cold
Yeah, going out to Showbiz, Whiz One, Lord Finesse
Jazzy Jay, my man Q-Tip, KX, yo check it out

Check one, two, no one to run to
I Catch-22
Yeah, going out to Showbiz, Whiz One, Lord Finesse
	Jazzy Jay, my man Q-Tip, KX, yo check it out

Check one, two, no one to run to
I Catch-22, when I
Yeah, going out to Showbiz, Whiz One, Lord Finesse
	Jazzy Jay, my man Q-Tip, KX, yo check it out

Check one, two, no one to run to
I Catch-22, when I
stay straight
The first opportunity to seal my fate
Even well off they say I feel off
If they catch me rockless
Automatically assume I'm stopless
session
When I grip the mic I spit my shit like a veteran
Wait stop the beat a second
Now bring it back again Catch 22 has come to bump your party
And get
again Catch 22 has come to bump your party
And get you jumping and keep it bumping
Nah forget about the bump,
I'm gonna go and blaze it up

Seven
Sic-Wid-It hoggish
Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain't allowed in
Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists
And I'll be fuckin' they nose, like this
Rhymes faster than a speeding bullet
Has more rhymes than a train has tracks
Able to leap sucker MC's in a single rhyme
Look, at the jam,