A woman's face can tell a strory
Her children are her trophies
Listen to her heartbeat, it tells a different story
Heaven's special glory
She carry iron scriptures in her soul
Heart breaking melodies
She carry nations and kings
The belly of the beast
A self raising flour
Respect when you address her
Beauty when she's undressed
Her children comes first, she don't get to choose
Great is a mother's blessing
She is not to be compared with
He saw light in a woman's eyes
He saw deep inside her hips and thighs
He saw the mother of his child
I see a shoulder when I cry
I see a rock they cannot strike
I see the beauty in the beast
I see a kingdom with a queen
I see a rose within the thorns
It rose within the horns
Something perfectly designed
A woman perfectly defined
A speacial kind of breed
The earth's peaceful breeze
The most fruitful tree
See beneath she's beautiful
See beneath her usual
A beautiful creature of it kind
Life's precious gift, gold cannot compete
A flaming kind of heat
She carry more than just a seed
When she steps the earth crumbles
As if she owns the jungle
She stands within lion, tigers and beasts
Nature knows it's mother
Women are too flexible that they quickly adapt to any change
The softest being on earth it can calm any range
Too powerful they can break any cage
The strongest the holders of massive pain
