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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 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
Other take it fo' reason?
To be blasting
What da is going on?
Not soft like buttercups but
Had enough of singin' that same song
See, I stayed across the street the projects
out yo' momma trash and groceries
To her trunk
To my pockets fat, cellulite
Only to jail one week fo' 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 that phat shit
That keeps you on yo' tippy-toes
Like that fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
You can't forget you come from
Take a good look 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 of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the of yesterday
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
Acting as if you understand me
In reality, you just 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 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 would have the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And on my with them cats
be blasting my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My mishap is the fact that I'm 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?
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 into my soundproof dimension
I 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
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 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
Other take it fo' reason?
To be blasting
What da is going on?
Not soft like buttercups but
Had enough of singin' that same song
See, I stayed across the street the projects
out yo' momma trash and groceries
To her trunk
To my pockets fat, cellulite
Only to jail one week fo' 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 that phat shit
That keeps you on yo' tippy-toes
Like that fella, not calling no names
But really "who's bad?"
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
You can't forget you come from
Take a good look 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 of the world today
Sometimes I feel like
There's nothing to live for
So I'm longing for the of yesterday
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
Acting as if you understand me
In reality, you just 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 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 would have the most seeds?
I keep misfocusing my needs
And on my with them cats
be blasting my knapsack
Ain't no accidental deathtraps
My mishap is the fact that I'm 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?
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 into my soundproof dimension
I 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
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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