Letras:
Catch 22 Empty

MYSELF SO CLEAR [ PRE-CHORUS ] A THOUSAND PROMISES AND LIES A THOUSAND BROKEN LAST GOODBYES [ CHORUS ] IM EMPTY IM EMPTY INSIDE IM EMPTY IM EMPTY INSIDE

myself so clear [ pre-chorus ] a thousand promises and lies a thousand broken last goodbyes [ chorus ] im empty im empty inside im empty im empty inside

on A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat I fuck around and catch a asthma attack That's why

Those empty words produced by my broken soul Misfortune along my side Of killing kind Difference well hidden in insensibility Holding only hatred A contradiction from which emotions arise Catch 22

Who No Clue Im Not Tellin We Vintage Hustlers Throwback Gangstas From "87" Extremly Rare I Swear Im Like Number 9 Out Of 11 Now You See Us Flashin Toolz On "22

SCREAM WOULD YOU HEAR ME CALL? 3 A.M. AND ALL AINT WELL JUST GOES TO SHOW LORD YOU JUST CANT TELL I"M SITTING HERE IN A SILENT STARE AND REACHING OUT TO EMPTY

heard police sirens. Oh shit!, it's goin', (down, down) Guns out, they tellin' him to get, (down, oooh well) He on both knees, Blood squirtin' out his jeans, Catch 22

[Z-Ro:] Now you might catch me bobbing my head, but you will not catch me dancing You might catch me getting at a broad, but you will not catch me romancing

on A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat I fuck around and catch a asthma attack That's why