Testi:
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

come and get you some Cause I don't discriminate so what the fuck you want to do Niggas and bitches are catchin bullets and cops are catchin slugs too

know how the 22's roll {CAN'T FORGET... } Smokin' out the window of the Benz, yeah the usual {MONEY WRONG} How the hell they gon catch me? - Them niggas

You can run You can hide You can wear a bulletproof vest But I'll catch ya There is no escape I'm the bullet, nigga You'll never get away from me I'm

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

come and get you some Cause I don't discriminate so what the fuck you want to do Niggas and bitches are catchin bullets and cops are catchin slugs too

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

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 (*heavy breathing

then, We 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