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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 sign we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
come wicked
killing others fo' colors
Thangs that we wear fo' fashion
Other it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
What da kcuf is going on?
Not soft like buttercups but
Had enough of singin' that same song
See, I stayed across the street from the projects
Took out yo' momma and groceries
To her trunk
To my pockets fat, like cellulite
Only been to jail one week fo' some shull-bit
And I pray 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 that phat shit
That you on yo' tippy-toes
Like fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a box of condoms
You can't forget what you come from
Take a look in the mirror
And tell me, do you like what you see
Masters of deception, corruption and evil
But you're quick to point the finger at me
Won't somebody tell me
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
What gave you the right to me
And write me off on the wall
as if you understand me
In reality, you don't know me at all
Sometimes I can't help but wonder
If this was how it's meant to be
But if you search deep enough in soul
You'll always a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm for the days of yesterday
A-yo, if we all agree
To letting our souls become free
Of that sweet bitterness
Then who's chest would have the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with cats
They be 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 though my body's able to go
My mind is 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 into my soundproof dimension
I just don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I 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 feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the of yesterday
When the sign we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
come wicked
killing others fo' colors
Thangs that we wear fo' fashion
Other it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
What da kcuf is going on?
Not soft like buttercups but
Had enough of singin' that same song
See, I stayed across the street from the projects
Took out yo' momma and groceries
To her trunk
To my pockets fat, like cellulite
Only been to jail one week fo' some shull-bit
And I pray 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 that phat shit
That you on yo' tippy-toes
Like fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a box of condoms
You can't forget what you come from
Take a look in the mirror
And tell me, do you like what you see
Masters of deception, corruption and evil
But you're quick to point the finger at me
Won't somebody tell me
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
What gave you the right to me
And write me off on the wall
as if you understand me
In reality, you don't know me at all
Sometimes I can't help but wonder
If this was how it's meant to be
But if you search deep enough in soul
You'll always a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me
I just don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm for the days of yesterday
A-yo, if we all agree
To letting our souls become free
Of that sweet bitterness
Then who's chest would have the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with cats
They be 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 though my body's able to go
My mind is 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 into my soundproof dimension
I just don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I 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 feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the of yesterday
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