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Tlc - Sumthin Wicked This Way Comes

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Remember back in da time

When da only sign we had was picket

But now in 94 it be

This way somethin come wicked

Gangs killin others fo colors

Thangs that we wear fo fashion

Other brothers take it fo a reason

To be blastin what da kcuf is goin on

Not soft like butter cups but

Had enough of singin dat same song

See I stayed across da street from da 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 shullbit and I pray to God I wont repeat

I shoulda pulled it when I had the chance to

No I shouldna pulled it when I had the chance to

Yall would not hear dat fat shit

Dat keeps you on you on yo tippy

Toes like dat sell out not callin no names

But really whos bad

I go through obstacles like a whole box

Of condoms you cant forget

Where 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 your always quick to point the finger

At me

Wont somebody tell me



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I just dont understand

The ways of the world today

Sometimes I feel like thereõs nothing

To live for

So Im 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 understand me

In reality you just dont understand me at all

Sometimes I cant help but wonder

If this was how its meant to be

But if you search deep in your soul

Youll always find a slight reminder of me

Wont somebody tell me



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A yo

If we could all agree to lettin our souls

Become free of that sweet

Bitterness then whose chest would

Have the most seeds

I keep misfocusin my need

And this stress on my back

With them caps they be blastin

Into my knapsack

Aint no accidental deathtraps

My mishap is the fact that

Im destined to snap

Its when I feel as though my bodys

Able to go my mind ready to floe

Did you know first you catch

And then I throw

Its my own sense of time

If Im late its cause Im endin my day

Just when the sun shines

And still gently advising the arisin

Of the moon as it rolls around

Into my soundproof dimension



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