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TLC - Sumthin' Wicked This Way Comes (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carlos Glover
Carlos Glover
Bass
Martin Terry
Martin Terry
Acoustic Guitar
Organized Noize
Organized Noize
Drum Programming
CeeLo Green
CeeLo Green
Background Vocals
Debra Killings
Debra Killings
Background Vocals
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
Sir Dean Gant
Sir Dean Gant
Keyboards
André 3000
André 3000
Vocals
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Vocals
Chilli
Chilli
Vocals
Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins
Tionne "T-Boz" Watkins
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes
Songwriter
Marqueze Etheridge
Marqueze Etheridge
Songwriter
Ray Murray
Ray Murray
Songwriter
Rico Wade
Rico Wade
Songwriter
Patrick L Brown
Patrick L Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bernasky Wall
Bernasky Wall
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Blake Eiseman
Blake Eiseman
Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Organized Noize
Organized Noize
Producer
Carlos Glover
Carlos Glover
Recording Engineer
Alex Lowe
Alex Lowe
Assistant Recording Engineer
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Remember back in the time
When the only sign we had was pickets
But now in '94 it be this way somethin' come wicked
G-angs killin' others for colors
Things that we wear for fashion
Other brothers take it for a reason to be blastin'
What the cuff 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 your momma trash and groceries to her trunk
To keep my pockets fat, like cellulite
Only been to jail one week for 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, uhn-uhn, did that, 'cause if I did that
Y'all would not hear that phat shit
That keeps you on your tippy, tippy, toes
Like that sellout, not callin' no names
But really, who's bad?
I go through obstacles like a whole box of condoms
You can't forget where you come from
[Verse 2]
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
Will somebody tell me?
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall?
Actin' 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 your soul
You'll always find a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me?
[Chorus]
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
[Bridge]
If we could all agree
To lettin' our souls become free
Of that sweet bitterness
Then who's chest would have the most seats?
I keep mis-focusing my needs
And this stress on my back
With them gats they be blastin' into my knapsack
Ain't no accidental death traps
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 ready to flow
Did ya know, first you catch and then I throw?
It's my own sense of time
If I'm late, it's 'cause I'm ending my day
Just when the sun shines
And still gently advising the arisin' of the moon
As it rolls around into my soundproof dimension
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
Written by: Andre Benjamin, Patrick Brown, Marqueze Ethridge, Lisa Lopes, Raymon Murray, Rico Wade
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