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Sumthin' Wicked This Way Comes 
Hard
de TLC ft. Andre 3000
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Remember back in the time
When the we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
Something come wicked
Gangs killing others fo' colors
Thangs we wear fo' fashion
Other brothers it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
da kcuf is going on?
Not soft like buttercups but
Had enough of singin' that same song
See, I across the street from the projects
Took out yo' momma trash and groceries
To her trunk
To keep my fat, like cellulite
Only been to one week fo' some shull-bit
And I pray to God I won't repeat
I pulled it when I had the to
No, I shouldn't a did that, cuz if I did that?
Y'all would not hear that phat shit
That keeps you on yo' tippy-toes
Like fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through like a box of condoms
You can't forget what you come from
Take a good look in the mirror
And me, do you like what you see
Masters of deception, corruption and evil
But you're always quick to point the finger at me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The ways of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm for the days of yesterday
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
as if you understand me
In reality, you don't know me at all
I can't but wonder
If this was how it's meant to be
But if you search deep enough in your soul
You'll always a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The ways of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
A-yo, if we could all agree
To letting our souls become free
Of that sweet bitterness
who's chest would have the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with them cats
They be blasting into my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My mishap is the fact that I'm destined to snap
It's when I feel as my body's to go
My mind is ready to flow, didn't you know?
you and then I throw
It's my own sense of time
If I'm late, it's 'cuz I'm my day
when the sun shines
And still advising the arising of the moon
As it rolls around into my soundproof dimension
I just don't understand
The ways of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
I just don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
When the we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
Something come wicked
Gangs killing others fo' colors
Thangs we wear fo' fashion
Other brothers it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
da kcuf is going on?
Not soft like buttercups but
Had enough of singin' that same song
See, I across the street from the projects
Took out yo' momma trash and groceries
To her trunk
To keep my fat, like cellulite
Only been to one week fo' some shull-bit
And I pray to God I won't repeat
I pulled it when I had the to
No, I shouldn't a did that, cuz if I did that?
Y'all would not hear that phat shit
That keeps you on yo' tippy-toes
Like fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through like a box of condoms
You can't forget what you come from
Take a good look in the mirror
And me, do you like what you see
Masters of deception, corruption and evil
But you're always quick to point the finger at me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The ways of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm for the days of yesterday
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
as if you understand me
In reality, you don't know me at all
I can't but wonder
If this was how it's meant to be
But if you search deep enough in your soul
You'll always a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The ways of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
A-yo, if we could all agree
To letting our souls become free
Of that sweet bitterness
who's chest would have the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with them cats
They be blasting into my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My mishap is the fact that I'm destined to snap
It's when I feel as my body's to go
My mind is ready to flow, didn't you know?
you and then I throw
It's my own sense of time
If I'm late, it's 'cuz I'm my day
when the sun shines
And still advising the arising of the moon
As it rolls around into my soundproof dimension
I just don't understand
The ways of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
I just don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
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