catch 22 and I couldn't cry Now I'm under oath with them both and I couldn't lie Cussed 'em said that I'm too dope and I coudln't fly But you getting
to I Catch-22, when I began to Express myself on the lyrical tip Ayo I'm dip and I'm as smooth as Mircale Whip But some try to flip, and claim I'm not
, I rock so good, I rock so well I ring-ding-ding-ding-ding-a-dang Baby, I'll ring your bell Yes, I'm Super Rhymes, I'm 22 I'm gonna be 100 before I'm
aww yeah this a part of our lifestyle might sound good on wax but we livin' it right now I wish you would catch me on tapes and CD's But never see
get me... no Who the truth mama let them know That I keep two nines like Gretzy tho The young nigga with the peschi flow That's good fella... catch me
