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Heartbeat Props

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

Uh, 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

God has saved my soul 
By his grace alone
Didn't do it on my own
Couldn't do it on my own (Nah)
Lets take a flashback
I was living like I only lived

this where be my grave
In too deep I cannot be saved
Money and power is what I always craved
I got no brothers I am not a wayan
I got my struggles this

Take me higher
In my dark days you were my fire
I'm imperfect, you I desire
Nobody but you God
Nobody but you God

Lord I come to you a broken man,

god's breath

They say Christ is a myth, cause they sin
Determining who can and can't live, that's a sin
Forcing those to cause death, they're living

talking about works of debt
Indebting God by working for Him
But, I am talking about 
Living in God's grace
Running with God to go win the race


We're

Yo this shit God's gift for real
Feel that shit in my soul
That's why I always laugh when niggas ask how this shit seem so easy
Cause like, this shit

Beginning to believe that this is it y'all, 
I give sentiment for those who did fall, 
by those who's trying to make us walk and then crawl, 
They're gonna

tasty
I spit my soul in the layer
Adding layers to an alchemist snare

I uplift cause life is a gift
This is the present everyday alert
Lessons are

in His algorithm
God's time is my algorithm
Y'all could have the algorithm
I ain't worried bout FOMO
That's loco
Fear losing my soul
That's no no
If I

of the Father
I hold onto this attire manufactured by Abba
Don't need the Gucci
The phat ride, or the Prada
Cause my hand gesture welcomes God
In like the Ramada

Learned to put God first
Demons move better
When you upgrade yourself
Well I'm a steel solid solider
In the army of the lord
Living by the pen
But not

don't recognize your face
I need you to find my way I don't wanna give up in this life I made I'm
So close to the shine I'll take if I live by works then

intelligence is on God level
All memories formed in melodies from the 70s
And all hail to all dinners and plates
And all hail to the cartels, and we out

the arms of God-the One who rules on high
Which means I must reorient my eyes while in this time
Cuz if we want to live by faith-on Christ must fix our eyes

to become a newlywed to the true bread
Of life and fed God Degree of light to my head
It's been said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I stay awake

mode/ never shut me down/ you can never knock me out/ if you want to know I’m in the triangle/ if you know what I’m saying this is my angle/

Living life

dead
Tell me where would Jesus be if He did what people said?
Now's the time to follow God
Don't let people in yo head

In the name of Christ I Pledge
My

I've got are heaven sent 
The love of God is sweet like cinnamon 
And if he's missing God, I've got to bring him in
Yahweh, Jireh, he's my medicine

contemplated if you're right
Got cast into the darkest night
And now you're serving him
Here in this fight

The only one I serve is my own empire!
Building my

living in
But I am recording everything I could ever say inside of my life
And there is no more fear

And there is no more fear
Inside of this world
There

better off dead !!

Beth:
#There must be something worth living for
There must be something worth trying for
Even something worth dying for
For if one man

to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can

to want to call back
I tried it on my own just another lost soul
Left all alone in this world that's so cold with nowhere to go
Dead hints is all I know I