HEART IS NO BRAINER NO MO

(-- for a fallen heavyweight champion...)

We’ve got some situation that begs for persuasion.

Hard fo you to understand as it is.
Don’t mean no dissin’ but this ain’t no brainer fo love
Can you top that?

I’m my own dawg hear me out Jesus Jammin’ Christ.

Precious. Yo name swims when all sink in my ocean.
Spanking emotion.

Jammin’ jumpin’ the Lord of rappin' and rippin’ luck.
What yo care if I’m gone or a work in progress?
Punchin’ fo fifty at bench press.

Yo dawg yo best ho yo thought but what yo know? Hey ...

With fifty inch guns he could breed a bull by spittin’ in the eye but he’s in jail now ‘cause He did just that. Mercy.

With insides bleedin’ fo light the bro’ can go fo broke but he’s all chewed up if I say so.
Actually, he is so.
Much.

Never know who’s punkin’ who
You gotta number to call or a Jordan to cross?

Ain’t up to nothing just been smashin’ and fine freakin’
Books are for lickin’
You keep your law on your side and I’ll keep mine here and call it even.

Lord Jammin’ Christ my dawg and man and ma self.

Hate is sugar since dad left us at ten.
No news at eleven.

Lord Jesus Kick Ass Christ shoot me up vibe the spine and drop tears from my sides
Yo hear? Close.

Lord Jesus Push Up Christ yo ask thirty I give yo a grand with no pay back f’sho.

Love is cool but cash’s better and don’t yo be punkin’ me now.

Ain’t nothing been up to. Just smashin’ and why keep brakin’?
Keep yo temper under control and run with yo inside.

Yo my dawg my man and self.
The only light since lost sight of all we had in Adam.

Angel Bee. Yo name burns ma money carvin’ a situation fo respect.

Messed up.
Fessed down.
Stick a fork to see if I’m done.

Hard fo you to understand as it is, this is my biz.
Sizzlin’ with Jesus no mess sweet shakin’ Christ.
Jammin’ the hope that moves a heart the way the sun parts a cloud.
What else can yo buzz?

Praise the pain that’s creamin’ aloud.
And top that.

(Copyright 2006 karbon)