Raheem DeVaughn - Catch 22 lyrics

Whats gangsta, in my humble opinion
Whats gangsta is knowledge
Spilled out on the track (talking)

Tell me who are we really when
We don?t know our history, what
Good is the church for when
You cannot trust the priest
Guess the lies are
Easier to swallow than it is to face
The truth but the struggles of
Tomorrow are the same ones as the
Past wishing I could prophecy
Or perhaps just fade away for brand new
Better day so until my dying day

Chorus
Living life like a catch 22 (yea? yea yea)
For every step I try to take
Yet they wanna push me back (yea? yea yea)
I ain't worried about it see, cause
I can handle that (yea?yea yea)

If the sidewalk could speak it
Would tell you how
(blood is thick)? while little
Girls were playing double
Dutch and look outs were guiding the police
While they restored the projects
(why) for the inside to remain the same (why)
Cause if it looks brand new to me and
You we won?t feel the need for
Change, it's got me pasing back and forth
On concrete, Wishing I could prophecy
Or perhaps just fade away so
Until my dying day chorus

This one is for
(my profess)? that don died way to soon in
The same block with the cracked rocks and
Another closed down school for
All the precious babies
With fathers locked down with fake crime
For the sleep walking and blind chilling on
(ice slain by the mind)? (wake
Up) I ain't gonna settle, no change is going
To come, to each one reaches one
(teach one) , my word ain't done
Am gonna keep on living