Heartbeat Props Lyrics - Sons Of The P - Digital Underground

People get ready for the heartbeat props 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

Everybody get ready for the heartbeat props 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

We're gonna make it funky with the heartbeat props, y'all 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Check it out, y'all, proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

Uh, I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Don't you know that the proper respect is what we're giving 

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Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground 

Is going to stay down with the funky beats 

Even if you know that I'm a junkie for a bump that's funky 

And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee 

A bass freak would say oohwee 

Peace to DU 'cause I like the way you do me 

I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact 

I'd love to be another funk front runner 

But first we gotta deal with the fronters 

So I can't go on, it's time to drop a few bombs 

Get busy, G, go on and take 'em to school 

Yeah, it's time spread the jewels 

I ask you about Malcolm and you tell me that he's wicked 

Farrakhan comes you can't seem to buy a ticket 

And check what my man's got to say 

Right or wrong, don't you think that he deserves a play? 

'Cause he's living for you and you and you and you 

The brother X tried but he died trying to get through 

So why wait until the heartbeat stops? 

Yo, go on and give my man his props 

If you're really that down then act what you say 

KRS and Chuck need support today 

I see you posing with the Dr King hanging on your wall 

Only difference is Chuck might give you that call 

To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening 

Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning 

Striking you down 'cause you're fronting 

A dead leader can't tax your mind 

Therefore he's not a threat to your personal time 

All the lagging and the dragging 

Yo, I got something to do that day 

Yeah, you sound like an old bitch nagging 

Fuck that fronting, fuck that fronting 

We're pumping up the brothers 'cause the brothers keep it pumping 

You got it all wrong 

When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on 

Don't you hype on the mic, yeah, they never get it right 

That's why you see we gotta thank God, y'all 

For niggas like Ice Cube 

'Cause they'll tell the record straight 

Yo, my man's a prophet too, yo, god, you think he ain't? 

So do the right thing, it's not a black or a white thing 

We're here to let you know it's just a human being thing 

We're pulling out all stops 'cause it's time give heartbeat props 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Don't you know, don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man 

And my man's got the plans in his hand 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

(Heartbeat props) 

I'm the type of guy that's sly like a fox 

An honor roll student in the school of hard knocks 

There was different type of brother that I used to look up to 

But I'm still giving props where the props are due 

But let me start with a fool I don't give a fuck about 

I wanted to give a fuck you out 

To the nigga who went out on a whim 

He was a roody-poo for shooting Huey Newton 

But I'm thanking God for niggas like Iceberg Slim 

And the chick the honky's ran to see 

She was the honky-tonk's fantasy 

Tina Turner, the living legacy 

And she's still got you tripping off the legs you see 

Another chick they used to beg to see 

Was Josephine Baker, she had them hooked 

They loved the way she shook her money-maker 

But why did it take them so many decades 

To give a little praise to who they ran rave to see 

With a dark complexion 

She was sex symbol befo' Marilyn Monroe 

But her heart stopped before 

They gave props to the old pro 

It took a great man to mold those 

So I want to give props to my pops because he told those 

But there's a time to break necks and throw bolos 

Be a cold bro and throw low blows 

When you want to close the shows of your foes 

'Cause foes are those that you got to break like windows 

Check it, when respect goes it's time to break a nose 

But give respect before the soul goes 

Well, I suppose respect is what respect'll get ya 

So I'm giving them gifts before they're stiff like the pose 

In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines 

You be thumbing in 'em, props to Beverly Johnson 

She was the first black woman in 'em 

Pee, drop the bomb and end the pressure with the menace 

Smith & Wesson clear the lesson that your mama gave 

Mama gave PeeWee the same threats, she used drastic measures 

Told me to give her the full respect or get my ass kicked 

It was my intention to relent just till the last kick 

When she goes she'll roll over in a solid gold casket 

When I was young Muhammad Ali had me sprung 

'Cause he was the champ, as the champion he was my idol 

Yo, they took his title when he wouldn't take the gun 

And fight in Vietnam the only way he felt, then he won the belt again 

Now they want me in the army but they can't harm me 

'Cause I ain't no punk, I ain't under man to Uncle Tommy 

Props to Islam, it's getting brothers together before the big bomb 

Blast out, before we're all assed-out 

We need to see that we got to start giving the props to the living 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

I said I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Uh, I said proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

I said I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

I said I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man 

And my man's got the plans in his hand 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

(Heartbeat props) 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man 

And my man's got the plans in his hand 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

Uh, I said I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

I give my man props 'cause he's living 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

Proper respect is what we're giving 

We're giving heartbeat props 

Why wait until the heartbeat stops? 

We're giving heartbeat props 

(Heartbeat props) 

(We're giving heartbeat props) 

You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man 

And my man's got the plans in his hand 

(Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) 

(Heartbeat props) 

Yeah, Spike Lee, Alex Haley, Brand Nubian, sister Whoopi Goldberg 

Dick Gregory, X-Clan, sister Isis, BDP, Muhammad Ali, Stevie Wonder 

Poor Righteous Teachers, Andrew Jackson, Denzel Washington 

Sister Sarah Sahad Ali, Public Enemy, Stokley Carmichael 

Sister Oprah Winfrey, yeah, Jesse Jackson, nuff respect, Paris 

Gangstarr, Gil Scott Heron, George the fuck Clinton, Louis Farrakhan 

Sister Queen Latifah, Bill Cosby, sister Angela Davis 

The entire Nation of Islam, nucka, know what I'm saying? 

Afrika Bambaataa, Miles motherfucking Davis, sister Assata Shakur 

Once known as Joanne Chesimard, Robert Townsend, Nelson Mandela 

Karreem Adul-Jabbar, the Black Panther Party, James Earl Jones 

The FOIs, nucka, Howard E. Rollins, sister Naomi, yeah, nuff respect