I've been on the low I been taking my time I feel like I'm out of my mind It feel like my life ain't mine I don't wanna be alive I want you to be alive Who can relate? I just wanna die You don't gotta die

(now baby tell what you wanna do with me) Let me take you to a place nice and quiet There ain't no one there to interrupt Ain't gotta rush I just want to take it nice and slow See I've been waiting for this for so long We'll be makin' love until the sun

It's been a long, long time coming I said "Mother!" I said "Mother! I'm down on my knees" A change has gotta come I was born by a river, oh man, in this little old tent, oh Just like this river, I've been running ever since But I know, but I know, a

Some days you gotta dance Live it up when you get the chance 'Cause when the world doesn't make no sense And you're feeling just a little too tense Gotta loosen up those chains and dance It was about five 'til five on Friday We were all getting ready to

A better lover What do I gotta do, yeah (what do I gotta do?) And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh Just give me some time so I can be a better lover It seems like breakin' your heart is the easiest part What do I gotta do, gotta do? You saw me

Pacin' back and forth in my mind Thinkin' is it really worth it sometimes, ooh You know it get hard when I'm four drinks in I just did too much Now I gotta live with my decisions I avoid none, yeah Can't deny what a body wants, ooh Can't deny what a body

Got my diamond earrings And I'm packin' heat so don't disrespect me I'm just so damn flossy And I know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me Imma give it to ya every time Gotta turn you on

These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it

And all I gotta do Hey, me or you Oh, all I want to know Who'd I do this for With just a touch of my burning hand Prime directive, exterminate And your face just drops in a pile of flesh Till it pumps in death

Well, get down woman, before I have to go. Well, slow down, baby, and gimme a little time. You know, ya hurt me with your bad mouth, An' I just don't want to know. If you want me hangin' 'round, Gotta give me some peace of mind. Oh, get down boy. Well,