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Sumthin' Wicked This Way Comes 
Hard
de TLC ft. Andre 3000
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back in the time
When the only sign we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
Something come wicked
Gangs killing others fo' colors
that we wear fo' fashion
take it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
What da kcuf is going on?
Not buttercups but
Had 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 pockets fat, cellulite
Only been to jail one week fo' some shull-bit
And I to God I won't repeat
I shoulda pulled it when I had the chance 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 that fella, not no names
But "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
You can't forget you come from
a good in the mirror
And tell 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 longing for the days of yesterday
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
Acting as if you me
In reality, you just don't know me at all
Sometimes I can't help but wonder
If was how it's meant to be
But if you search enough in soul
You'll always find a slight of me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The 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
Then who's chest the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with cats
They be blasting into my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My is the fact that I'm destined to snap
It's when I feel as though my body's able to go
My mind is ready to flow, didn't you know?
First you catch and then I throw
It's my own sense of time
If I'm late, it's 'cuz I'm ending my day
Just when the sun shines
And still gently advising the arising of the moon
As it rolls around my 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 world today
Sometimes I like
There's nothing to for
So I'm for the days of yesterday
When the only sign we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
Something come wicked
Gangs killing others fo' colors
that we wear fo' fashion
take it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
What da kcuf is going on?
Not buttercups but
Had 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 pockets fat, cellulite
Only been to jail one week fo' some shull-bit
And I to God I won't repeat
I shoulda pulled it when I had the chance 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 that fella, not no names
But "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
You can't forget you come from
a good in the mirror
And tell 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 longing for the days of yesterday
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
Acting as if you me
In reality, you just don't know me at all
Sometimes I can't help but wonder
If was how it's meant to be
But if you search enough in soul
You'll always find a slight of me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The 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
Then who's chest the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with cats
They be blasting into my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My is the fact that I'm destined to snap
It's when I feel as though my body's able to go
My mind is ready to flow, didn't you know?
First you catch and then I throw
It's my own sense of time
If I'm late, it's 'cuz I'm ending my day
Just when the sun shines
And still gently advising the arising of the moon
As it rolls around my 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 world today
Sometimes I like
There's nothing to for
So I'm for the days of yesterday
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