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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 only we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
Something come wicked
Gangs killing others fo' colors
Thangs that we wear fo' fashion
Other brothers take it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
What da 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 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 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 fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
You can't forget what you come from
Take a 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 don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I like
There's nothing to for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
What you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
Acting as if you me
In reality, you just don't me at all
Sometimes I can't help but wonder
If this was how it's meant to be
But if you search enough in your soul
You'll always a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me
I 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 free
Of that sweet bitterness
who's chest would have the most seeds?
I misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with cats
They be blasting into my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My mishap is the that I'm to snap
It's when I 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 the arising of the moon
As it rolls around into my soundproof dimension
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 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 days of yesterday
When the only we had was pickets?
But now in '94, it be this way
Something come wicked
Gangs killing others fo' colors
Thangs that we wear fo' fashion
Other brothers take it fo' what reason?
To be blasting
What da 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 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 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 fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
You can't forget what you come from
Take a 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 don't understand
The ways of the today
Sometimes I like
There's nothing to for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
What you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
Acting as if you me
In reality, you just don't me at all
Sometimes I can't help but wonder
If this was how it's meant to be
But if you search enough in your soul
You'll always a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me
I 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 free
Of that sweet bitterness
who's chest would have the most seeds?
I misfocusing my needs
And distress on my back with cats
They be blasting into my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My mishap is the that I'm to snap
It's when I 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 the arising of the moon
As it rolls around into my soundproof dimension
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 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 days of yesterday
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