Matters of the Heart

[Intro: Samples]
"The Heart"

"You are listening to Hazakim: Origins
Hip-hologetics, Volume Three"

[Verse 1: Mike]
Soon after conception, central part of connection
Left center part of the chest, symbol of our affection
The heart is more than a hollow muscular organ
From its form to its performance, its importance is enormous
The inner ticking clock more powerful than an engine block
With constant rhythm drops electrically sending shocks
Pressure of a faucet with electrical impulses
Its size is rather small but has effects of a colossus
8 to 10 ounces it weighs, 2,000 gallons a day
Carrying life fluid around an array
Of blood vessels, arteries, capillaries, and veins
Blood in, blood out when it bangs, but not a gang
The blood coordinator, divided by four chambers
And your brain is steady regulatin’ what your heart rate is (ah!)
It gives life when it expands and it repeats
Our Creator gave it rhythm and we’re dancing to its beat
When you stand and when you're sleeping it pumps – instinctively
The biological motor running the machinery
Carrying nutrients and oxygen to vital parts
Such a masterful design inside the human heart

[Hook: Bookie the Baby]
There’s four lanes to my heart
And you found every way to clog the pores from the start
Nobody sees a smile in the dark
That’s when blood shows I’m darker in the heart

[Verse 2: Mike]
For centuries the human heart’s regarded as a mystery
It’s more than vital organs, our aorta, or chemistry
The Bible defines it well, where the desires dwell
Let’s look inside of the part where secular science fails
Scriptures says that it's deceitful, evil, treacherous
Expresses people's wretchedness, it reeks of deepest selfishness
The human heart in its natural condition is like a cancerous venom
Latches to every evil passion within
Arrogant and cocky, full of envy in it
Not carin’ it can stop on you at any minute
It’s cocky, condescendin’, blocks the conscience given
Full of competition, who can comprehend it?
Throbbin’ injustice, it’s not to be trusted
Rebellin’ against the very same God who constructs it
It’s filled with gall and lust, the problem livin’ in all of us
It can’t be solved with just a cardiologist
But I submit to you, the Divine Physician who
Can take the bleakest heart from the deepest part – presentin’ it new
Enter into the light, and flee from the dark
Confess with your mouth and believe with…

[Hook: Bookie the Baby]
There’s four lanes to my heart
And you found every way to clog the pores from the start
Nobody sees a smile in the dark
That’s when blood shows I’m darker in the heart

[Outro: Hannah Jasmine]
(Hebrew transcription tbd)