I'll supply the love You supply the night, baby I see a horseman in the sky It makes me turn and wonder why I hear the same old fourteen reasons Must be the changin' of the seasons I met the girl across the sea She saved my life and came with me A tender

Big, big love Lookin' out for love In that house on the hill Looking out for love In the night so still Oh, I'll build you a kingdom You said that you love me And that you always will

Just get it together Cheer up baby And then baby, cheer up Cheer up baby 追いかけて 気がないフリして 恋してるの Be a man, a real man Gotta see you love me like a real man 君から鳴るベルベル ごめんマジ無理

That ain't my baby, no, that ain't my girl Maria, why you wanna play me like that? But she talking in, and she needs to quit But never this, all I know she's not mine 'Cause she's wildin' out, what she talking about? She ain't my baby, she ain't my girl

Down in the valley, ha In the valley so low, Hang your hair over your shoulder And you can hear the four winds blow, now, oh my Now can't you hear the wind blow my love, Can't you hear the wind blow, We're down in the valley, ha In the valley so low,

I want to see your face in every kind of light And when you stand before the candles on a cake Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make In fields of dawn and forests of the night What are you doing the rest of your life? North and South and

I don't give a flying fuck, motherfucker I don't give a flying When you look at me, what do you see Another trophy like a fuckin' dead beat Close your eyes, take a step inside Insanity and abnormality It's not what you call reality But you will always

Time, time for you to die As I kiss your ass goodnight I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese When I release, you lose teeth like Little Cease Nigga please Blood floods your dungarees And that's just a half of my warpath Laugh now cry later, I rhyme

Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've seen the sunrise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love You know I like my chicken fried Well I was raised up

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street