Sumthin Wicked This Way Comes TLC (Ft. André 3000)

[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
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
Thangs that we wear for fashion
Other brothers take it for a reason to be blastin'
What the kcuf is goin' 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 trash and groceries to her trunk
To keep my pockets (Come on)
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 a did that, cause if I did that
Y'all would not hear dat 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

[T-Boz]
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