Lyrics:
Hoping to find a relic such as a tomahawk an axe
Or even an arrowhead left by a race of long since vanished Indians
There's a great thrill and it's
Sometimes we feel the power of God's great
Hands are felt by some not worthy
While those who sing and praise God's
Name seemed to be passed by
But
grind and your life, you're good, you're great (ay)
Paint a picture so vivid, it should be in a museum ('seum)
Probably why my new house looking like
Written by Gary White
One year later I saw her
Wearing a face in a strange disguise
Carried a smile they taught her
Gives it away at the edge of her
house with good intentions
And came through your door
For what it's worth
I got to sing, I got to dance
I got to be a part of a great romance
Still
great God?
To love one who never will be true?
Well, there is a house in this old town
And that's where my true love lays around
And she sits down upon
Got any last words?
Yeah, yeah, I got some last words
Once again it's on-
Ice Cube's in the motherfuckin' house
The nigga you love to hate
Ice
house with good intentions
And came through your door
For what it's worth
I got to sing, I got to dance
I got to be a part of a great romance
Still
great Winter Palace has called for the foreign news
An archduke was shot down in Bosnia but nothing much
And my grandmother sits by the mirror in
by the future
I love his heritage
He is wise enough to know himself and judge accordantly
A wise mind know his body
But Tut is flawed
How he gon reply
is
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
And looking back on the great indifference
Looking back at the limestone wall
Thinking how beauty deceives you
Knowing how love fools us all
A golden boy in
it isn't up to the great heart in the burning sky to decide
ct least we're all here right on time
Come fade to white with me
Come fade to light with
is
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
awhile that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me
Ah yes, I was wrong
Again, I was wrong
Life is lonely again
you on a stretcher
I'm cooking that dope like it Hamburger Helper
Selling that white Cinderella
Trap house stankin'
Drink lean by the pint
It's
unexplored
Sometimes the fortress is too strong
Or the love is too weak
What should have been our armor
Becomes a sharp and angry sword
Our better
the Great White Hope
Says she's fine, she'll always cope
Woman in Chains
Woman in Chains
Well I feel lying and waiting is a poor man's deal
And I feel
unexplored
Sometimes the fortress is too strong
Or the love is too weak
What should have been our armor
Becomes a sharp and angry sword
Our better
There is a house by the sea
Two jealous sisters, they're waiting for me
And one is laid on the floor
And one is changing the locks on the doors
white houses
Hide the dogs that walk on three legs
Someday this will all be over
No one´s playing that pissing game
[Chorus:]
Large world turning
You better love loving and you better behave
You better love loving and you better behave
Woman in chains
Woman in chains
Calls her man the great
Let's talk a little bit about L-O-V-E.
Sometimes, you meet somebody and you have what is known as a
"relationship" and things can go great and if it
love to every poor daughter's son
Isn't it fun
Now today propping grace with envy
Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone's there
And hasn't a care
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