Let's Get Personal - Officially PM

You said a little lie I'm not eased and all Well, take off your socks And gimme your coat Sit down, on my second couch Smoke a little hash And let's talk about it Let's, let's get personal Personal, I want you to loosen up And count foolishness 'Cause if you can say it, I ain't playing Oh, and I'll shut you up with love, if I can You keep on, looking at my thighs I'm gonna embarrass you, until you know I ain't no easy lady, but if you can cut it You can love it Do you like what I'm saying Now that's, that's getting personal Personal, I want you to loosen up And experience foolishness 'Cause if you can live it, I can give it all And I'll keep you coming back for more, if I can Oh, c'mon, back and get some more now, babe Yeah, whatcha talking 'bout, now whatcha talking 'bout? Oh, you gotta beg me for it, you gotta beg me for it first, beg me Whatcha whispering in my ear, whatcha saying? Oh, you dirty old man I want you to loosen up and take in foolishness 'Cause if you can think 'em, you can have 'em all And by the way, what is your name?

Lets get loud If you want to live your life Live it all the way and dont you waste it (don't waste it) Every feeling, every beat can be so very sweet You got to taste it, (you got taste it) You got to do it You got to do it your way You got to prove it You got to mean what you say You got to do it your way You got to do it Lifes a party, make it hot Dance dont ever stop, whatever rhythm (yeah rhythm) Every minute, every day Take them all the way you got to live them You got to do it (you got to do it) You got to do it your way You got to prove it (you got to prove it) You got to mean what you say You got to do it You got to do it your way You got to prove it (prove it) Let's get loud (let's get loud) Turn the music up to hear that sound Let's get loud (lets get loud) Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Life is meant to be big fun Youre not hurting anyone, nobody loses (loses) Let the music make you free Be what you wanna be Make no excuses (excuses) You got to do it (you got to do it) You got to do it your way You got to prove it (you got to prove it) You got to mean what you say You got to do it You got to do it your way You got to prove it (prove it) Let's get loud (let's get loud) Turn the music up to hear that sound Let's get loud (lets get loud) Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Let's get loud Music up to hear that sound Let's get loud Aint nobody got to tell you what You got to do it (Let's get loud) do it your way You got to prove it (Let's get loud) mean what you say You got to do it (Let's get loud) do it your way You got to prove it (Let's get loud) mean what you say Let's get loud, let's get loud, let's get loud Let's get loud yeah Let's get loud (let's get loud) Turn the music up to hear that sound Let's get loud (lets get loud) Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Let's get loud (I said let's get loud) Music up to hear that sound Let's get loud Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do You got to do it You got to prove it Aint nobody got to tell you what you got to do Oh you got to do it your way

Windows down with a frown Ash on my jeans Been up eating beans These scenes keep on flashin' inside of my head But I'd rather be dead Got no bread Out of meds I can't find no tranquility Put me out of my misery Insomnia drivin' me mental, so I put it on a front like golds on my dental My lifes accidental At the drop of a pencil I might flash out and shoot every motherfucker while I'm drivin a rental Oh no don't tempt me I ain't slept in six weeks Haven't ate since wednesday God damn I'm empty I fall asleep but I don't want to rise out of bed Escape to my dreams I know some of them wet The sun shinin bright as I open my eyes and then close up the blinds and wish that I was dead Some people wanna call me a pussy Some people wanna call me a bitch Some people wanna tell me that it ain't that bad Lift up that chin I wonder what they'd say after I slice my wrists 2 slits I'm gone in the endless abyss One way street and i need a fucking lift If sleep is the cousin of death I guess me and $lick counting sheep until' we out of breath I mean shit Po-pourin' my emotions into a styrofoam cup Gulping it down til' I don't give a fuck