Released: February 21, 1995

Songwriter: Steve Keitt R.A.S. Posse Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes

Producer: Steve Keitt R.A.S. Posse

[Intro: Left Eye (T-Boz)]
Now I lay me down to sleep
(That was then but this is now)
I pray the lord my soul to keep
(I let you slip away some how)
If I should die before I wake
(If I should die my pain shall stay)
I pray the lord my soul to take
(I made you what you are today)

Shoobie doobie do now hey (Come on)
Shoobie doobie do now hey
Shoobie doobie do now hey (Check it)
Shoobie doobie do now

[Verse 1: Left Eye]
Now as I look at myself
I'm seeing someone familiar starin' back at me
Through every deep crack that's in my mirror
And as I think to myself
I'm hearin' somebody else scream at me (shhh)
I no longer hear 'em
Could it be the unknown sneaking into my zone
Off we roam, my spirituals is not alone
I'm visualizing this invisible clone
It's my own, and its own, rest assured its my dome
Maybe I need to go to bed (*Yawn*)
Could have sworn I just heard that voice up in my head
Not while I'm rappin', it hits me (Ha ha ha ha)
But now its laughing at me
Yo what the hell is happening please, somebody slap me
No way, not another physical display
Something must got me backin' out from way back in the day
But what can it be I can't recall the memory
So if I may ask...

[Hook 1: Left Eye (T-Boz)]
(I just seen you yesterday)
It's my fuckin' past
(I just seen you yesterday)
It's my fuckin' past
(I just seen you yesterday)
It's my fuckin' past
(I just seen you yesterday)
It's my fuckin' past
(I just seen you yesterday)
It's my fuckin' past
(I just seen you yesterday)
It's my fuckin' past
(I just seen you yesterday)
It's my fuckin' past
(I just seen you yesterday)

[Verse 2: Left Eye (T-Boz)]
By any means was all it ever seemed to be
This reminiscin' with my past has got me caught up in a daydream
Stayin' bent with niggas who can pay the rent
Spending my green on pantyhose and tight jeans
I used to be so amused
Cuz the tools that I used to break rules
Only seemed to confuse as to whose being abused
Place yourself in my shoes
My pleasant look of innocence was never refused
Now that I choose to abide
(Hello left eye)
And put my past to the side
(I don't guess I...)
And kill a piece of my pride
(... need to introduce myself huh you already said hi)
Oh, so you're the match that lights my fuse?
(Amused?)
Huh I thought I left you on that cruise?
(You lose it your man took my place when he threw me in yo face)
So we drank up all the booze
(Sang the blues)

[Hook 2: Left Eye (T-Boz)]
And yo we end up on the news
(Sang the blues)
We end up on the news
(Sang the blues)
We end up on the news
(Sang the blues)
And then we end on the news
(Sang the blues)
We end up on the news
(Sang the blues)
And yo we end up on the news
(Sang the blues)
We end up on the news
(Sang the blues)
We end up on the news

[Break: Reporter (Left Eye)]
In the news today, Lisa Lopes known as Left Eye of the group TLC
Was arrested again
This time for drug trafficking
Miss Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes was seen today standing, just standing
In the midst of an undercover drug bust
(Gotta get away from the past)
At this time we do not have any information
(If I make it I just might last)
On Miss Left Eye's penalty

[Bridge]
Gotta get away from the past
Tryin' to escape it but it's moving too fast
Gotta get away from the past
If I make it I just might last
Gotta get away from the past
Tryin' to escape it but it's moving too fast

[Verse 3: Left Eye (T-Boz)]
We was walkin' before most babies could crawl
(Yes, yes y'all)
Above all, one foot tall ain't no way I'm taking a downfall
I'm restructuring walls, interrupting your calls
And going straight to the source with this nut in my balls
Every time, the blind lead the blind
Another one of my kind's outta sight and outta mind
(I'm coming through the press)
With this sense you can't mess
(Sittin' in your dreams)
Go ahead, take a rest
(I'm poppin' off your nigga's chest)
Should I be in distress?
(And nigga's poppin' on the scene)
And they can get these
That's my bitch, I'm his bitch
And what the hell do they know
(Is that so?)
This ain't the case, scenario
And I could care less
About your people and their relentlessness
Towards the eye, say goodbye
And tell his moms to stop cryin'

[Hook 3: Left Eye]
Go tell his moms to stop cryin'
His moms to stop cryin'
Go tell his moms to stop cryin'

My secret enemy ain't no friend of me
My secret enemy ain't no friend of me
My secret enemy ain't no friend of me
My secret enemy

[Outro: Reporter/ Victoria Young]
For today's weather, we're at a record all time high in the rain season
It's been raining cats and dogs here in Atlanta for the 44th day
And in national sports today, André Rison of the Atlanta Falcons
Is regarded as America's sports hero
By doing what many Americans have only dreamed of
This historic event of removing Deion Sander's tooth
With a double combination hit to the mouth,during
Sunday night's football game brought tears of joy
To many American's eyes...

TLC

TLC is a trio whose musical repertoire spans over R&B, hip-hop, soul, pop, rock, funk, and new jack swing.

Consisting of Tionne “T-Boz” Watkins, rapper-singer Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, and singer Rozonda “Chilli” Thomas, TLC found unprecedented success in the 1990s, not only as a musical group, but also for an extensive series of high profiled spats with the law, each other, and with their record label—all of which helped to solidify them as one of the definitive recording acts to emerge during the aforementioned time span.

The group, which is in fact the highest-selling girl group in America with 65 million records sold, is known for tackling important social issues in their music such as AIDS awareness, violence, domestic abuse, anorexia, bulimia, sexism, racism, and homophobia.