You know I love you I need your soul So happy I just want to let everybody know But in the mean time let me say what's on my mind Baby I think we've got something special Girl you and me together will take over the world That I think we've got something

I drank too much cheap wine Drinking about you 'Cause I want you to know that I'm drinking about you Gonna spill this heart of mine Spill this heart of mine Gonna say what's on my mind Say what's on my mind 'Cause I want you to know that im drinking

I'm gonna try I'm gonna try! Should I? I'm gonna die It's so predictable I can in every way, mistake the pain I feel inside It comes at me, evil thoughts is creeping through my mind Who are you to say, that I can't speak what's on my mind It runs away I

"Didn't I fool ya baby? Aww, didn't I fool ya?" Never mind what a nigga say - we go hard! We gon' play how we want to play - we go hard! (feat. Cam'Ron) Uhh, what's really good? X I'm in the buildin man, yea! It's all, good, my, nigga That's right,

You don't know what I'm feeling Into your own All 'cause you won't listen Listen, I am alone at a crossroads I'm not at home, in my own home And I've tried and tried To say what's on my mind Well, you should have known

I don't even know if I believe Everything you're trying to say to me So open up my eyes Tell me I'm alive This is never gonna go our way If I'm gonna have to guess what's on your mind You may call it in this evening But you've only lost the night Present

Sha la la la, la la la, I've been gone so long I know what to do, That I know you don't know what I've been going through, 'cause you make me happy baby, so I can say, I love you, Thinkin' of you, I know you can tell what's on my mind, And I've been

Why should I I'm a mother fucking wrecking I'm a mother fucking wrecking ball Always be the one to back away Have to be the one to not say what's on my mind Sick of all the bullshit Sliced up, shot down Everybody bows down Kill em all, let em fall

Wouldn't it be great I want to be Consequence free If no one ever got offended To say what's really on your mind I've always said That all the rules are made for bending And if I let my hair down

What's wrong with being, what's wrong with being What's wrong with being confident? So you say I'm complicated That I must be outta my mind But you had me underrated Rated, rated (Are you ready? Ha) It's time for me to take it I'm the boss right now