Sauce was known to wow hip-hop heads with his punchlines, and along with the well-known deceased Harlem rapper Big L can probably be attributed for the popularity of punchlines with most mixtape rappers today. He was featured on Jay-Z's debut, Reasonable Doubt, on the DJ Premier-produced "Bring it On", and on Jay's third and breakthrough album Vol. 2: Hard Knock Life on the track "Reservoir Dogs" with The LOX and Beanie Sigel. He also briefly had beef with Nas' then-protege Nature, which may have contributed to the eventual rivalry between Jay-Z and Nas.
As reported by Jaz-O, he and Sauce Money were never very comfortable with signing to Roc-A-Fella Records or being managed by Dame Dash, as Jay-Z was. So it was with little surprise when Sauce left the label with little fanfare and was scarcely heard from again until 1997, when he won a Grammy for ghostwriting Puff Daddy's tribute to The Notorious B.I.G., "I'll Be Missing U".
He eventually released his debut and only album, Middle Finger U, on Priority Records in 2000. The album featured one guest spot from Jay-Z and one track produced by DJ Premier, but otherwise had little cause to draw attention. He released 1 single from this project "For My Hustlaz". In 2005, he appeared at Jay-Z's I Declare War concert to perform "Reservoir Dogs", but his presence was overshadowed by the surprise arrival of Nas. Sauce has become mostly a ghostwriter for various artists, staying low-key in hip-hop.
Against The Grain
Sauce Money Lyrics
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Ayo ayo you you you got that thing for me huh?
You thought I was layin'? no no I ain't layin' I'm takin'
You don't understand? You confused?
How bout if I stuff your fuckin' head through that window
That would unconfuse you right?
Thought I was layin' give me the fuckin' money come on
I should open up a casino for all the games you playin'
I'm sayin', everyday in a different namin'
Plus they homos now, big black niggas flamin'
We stressin', that you don't be stressi'n us
And if you GS and GS than don't be B.S'n us
Just be B.S'n logically
Not like that we be guessin'
Because the truth need no modesty
Cristal to spring water, Bacardi whateva
What it is, is what it is
We can party together
You know how the game goes
Whenever your name grows
But still love is love fuckin' the same hoes
Against the grain goes the souped up rapper
He spittin' venom
So now we gotta get wit him
And do the ten thing
Frightenin', while his men cling
Then watch blood extract out his ass like ginseng
It all ends with, all of his mens hit
And now our future friends shit
Strictly forensic
But that's the life we livin'
Drivin', that's how we driven
Strivin, you must be robin
'Cause I ain't given
Shoot ya guns
[Chorus]
Now when we bless this with precise shit
That we suffice with
We keep your mentals lit
Now when we bless this
I see ya overly concernin'
Ya insides burnin'
Mad at the fact Sauce is earin'
With more niggas than Mark Furman
Ya never learnin, never been so determined
Not to be concerned with ya sermon
Wheels of fortune still turnin'
Still street caviar remains untouched
For Sauce Money cheeseburger deluxe
Screamin' what the ******(crooks?) feenin'
Dough we rake off
While you hailin' cabs
We, taxi for take off
Fake crews and units is dubbin
Get ya whole clan wiped out, no scrubbin'
For the decription givin, chapstick flappin'
Pistol whipin', nigga rappin'
Sell arms to keep 'em clappin'
Gung ho chicks spueeze for me
Crazy g's for me, to see cheese come easily for me
In the same arenas
Ain't gotta state his name, you seen us
Sippin' on Bay Breeze's
Now we higher than Venus
Comparin' thumbs, tryin' to see who's the greenest
High strung
No relief pitcher off my tongue
Ace of the staff, Sauce back to back Cy Young
[Chorus: x4]
In the club lit
Listen to all my niggas hit
Bitches love me for this disrespectful shit
Fuck em, the only thing I'm with is large amounts,
Clear
Money the only thing that counts here
By any means like Malcolm
X marks the spot you know the outcome
Income, never outdone
Rap star, hit the stage dipped in tar
Other crews muerto
Can't fuck with this concerto
Too fecicous
So I drop new releases
Till your crew deceases
Screw your pieces, fuck you thesis
Fuck your speeches, and fuck your beef
'Cause when my crew aim, do more than brush ya teeth
It'll split your shit, when it hit your shit
If you don't want yo' shit hit
Don't forget yo' shit
We don't spar
We aimin' all niggas to Allah
When its spent
And to the nazarine if ya 85 percent
Do what I gotta
Straight shot of Jack
Ameretta, colada for my bitch in the back
Never bluffin'
Never rap for nothin'
Rap flow, don't love it
Sincerely yours
Sause motherfucka
The song "Against the Grain" by Sauce Money is a fierce diss track aimed at fake rappers, and the lyrics are filled with aggressive and threatening language. The opening lines of the song warn listeners to be careful of their friends before launching into a verse about lame rappers fronting for fame. Sauce Money accuses them of playing games and changing their names every day while also calling them out for being homophobic. He stresses that he and his crew don't want to be stressed by anyone who is fake and advises them to be logical in their BS instead of just guessing.
The chorus of the song talks about how Sauce Money and his crew bless listeners with precise and lit lyrics that keep their mental edge. Later, Sauce Money boasts about his own success and the fact that he makes money, while others are concerned with fake things like "crews and units is dubbin." He goes on to mock those who hail cabs while he and his crew take off in taxis, and warns that they will wipe out anyone who dares to cross them. The song ends with Sauce Money promising that he will continue to release new music until his competition is completely defeated.
Line by Line Meaning
Watch out for your friends
Be cautious and wary of the people you consider as friends
Ayo ayo you you you got that thing for me huh?
Hey, do you have what I need?
You thought I was layin'? no no I ain't layin' I'm takin'
You mistakenly believed that I was being passive, but I'm actually asserting myself and taking what I want
You don't understand? You confused?
Are you not comprehending? Are you perplexed?
How bout if I stuff your fuckin' head through that window
Would it clarify things for you if I forcefully push your head through a window?
That would unconfuse you right?
That action would surely remove any confusion from your mind, correct?
Thought I was layin' give me the fuckin' money come on
If you believed I was passive, hand over the money now
I'm blamin' lame ass rappers frontin for famin'
I hold mediocre rappers accountable for their false image and attention-seeking behavior
I should open up a casino for all the games you playin'
Perhaps I should establish a casino to accommodate the numerous deceitful strategies you employ
I'm sayin', everyday in a different namin'
I'm emphasizing that every day you assume a new identity
Plus they homos now, big black niggas flamin'
Furthermore, they have now adopted a homosexual lifestyle, with large black men openly expressing their flamboyancy
We stressin', that you don't be stressi'n us
We demand that you cease causing us distress
And if you GS and GS than don't be B.S'n us
If you claim to be genuine and sincere, then do not deceive us
Just be B.S'n logically
Instead, reason and argue with intelligence
Not like that we be guessin'
Avoid using tactics that make us uncertain or confused
Because the truth need no modesty
Honesty requires no embellishment or humility in its delivery
Cristal to spring water, Bacardi whateva
From expensive champagne to ordinary water, and any liquor brand, it doesn't matter
What it is, is what it is
The situation remains as it is, without change
We can party together
We can celebrate and enjoy ourselves in each other's company
You know how the game goes
You are familiar with how things work in this industry
Whenever your name grows
As your reputation and fame increase
But still love is love fuckin' the same hoes
Nevertheless, love remains constant, despite sleeping with the same promiscuous women
Against the grain goes the souped up rapper
The overly confident rapper moves against the mainstream and traditional norms
He spittin' venom
He is aggressively delivering his fierce and poisonous rhymes
So now we gotta get wit him
Therefore, we must confront him and align ourselves with his style
And do the ten thing
And engage in acts of aggression and violence
Frightenin', while his men cling
Intimidating him, causing his companions to hold on tightly to him
Then watch blood extract out his ass like ginseng
Subsequently, witnessing blood flow from his buttocks, resembling the extraction of ginseng root
It all ends with, all of his mens hit
The outcome concludes with all his associates being attacked
And now our future friends shit
As a result, those who were potential allies suffer from this altercation
Strictly forensic
The aftermath is strictly investigated and analyzed
But that's the life we livin'
Yet, this is the reality of the lifestyle we lead
Drivin', that's how we driven
We are motivated and propelled by our ambitions
Strivin, you must be robin
We are striving for success, while you play a secondary role like Robin
'Cause I ain't given
Because I am not inclined to give anything without purpose
Shoot ya guns
Engage in violence by firing your weapons
Now when we bless this with precise shit
Now when we deliver this skillfully crafted piece of work
That we suffice with
That we are satisfied with
We keep your mentals lit
We stimulate and captivate your minds
I see ya overly concernin'
I notice you excessively worrying
Ya insides burnin'
Your internal emotions are causing turmoil
Mad at the fact Sauce is earin'
You are angered by the fact that Sauce is earning money and achieving success
With more niggas than Mark Furman
With a larger entourage than Mark Furman, known for his involvement in the O.J. Simpson trial
Ya never learnin, never been so determined
You never seem to learn and are not as motivated as I am
Not to be concerned with ya sermon
To not pay attention to your preachings and advice
Wheels of fortune still turnin'
The cycles of opportunity and success continue to rotate
Still street caviar remains untouched
The refined and valuable aspects of the street culture remain untarnished and unharmed
For Sauce Money cheeseburger deluxe
Sauce Money only desires the best of the best, like a high-quality cheeseburger
Screamin' what the ******(crooks?) feenin'
Expressing what thieves and criminals are desiring and craving
Dough we rake off
We accumulate a significant amount of money
While you hailin' cabs
While you struggle to catch a taxi
We, taxi for take off
We are ready to swiftly take off and achieve success
Fake crews and units is dubbin
Inauthentic groups and individuals are pretending and deceiving
Get ya whole clan wiped out, no scrubbin'
Your entire gang will be eliminated without any mercy
For the decription givin, chapstick flappin'
For the details provided, accusations and insults are being exchanged
Pistol whipin', nigga rappin'
Using a pistol to strike, while the individual continues to rap
Sell arms to keep 'em clappin'
Supplying weapons to maintain a continuous cycle of violence
Gung ho chicks spueeze for me
Eager and devoted women vigorously support and show affection for me
Crazy g's for me, to see cheese come easily for me
Dedicated and wealthy individuals invest money to ensure I succeed effortlessly
In the same arenas
In the same environments and settings
Ain't gotta state his name, you seen us
No need to mention his name, you have witnessed us already
Sippin' on Bay Breeze's
Enjoying our drinks, specifically Bay Breezes
Now we higher than Venus
Now, we are elevated and elevated in status, surpassing even Venus
Comparin' thumbs, tryin' to see who's the greenest
Evaluating and competing to determine who possesses the most money and wealth
High strung
Feeling anxious and tense
No relief pitcher off my tongue
I do not bring relief or comfort when I speak
Ace of the staff, Sauce back to back Cy Young
I am the top performer in my team, achieving consecutive successes like Cy Young award winners in baseball
In the club lit
Inside the nightclub, it's lively and vibrant
Listen to all my niggas hit
Listening to all my friends rap and perform
Bitches love me for this disrespectful shit
Women are attracted to me because of my provocative and offensive behavior
Fuck em, the only thing I'm with is large amounts, Clear
Disregard them, the only thing I'm concerned about is accumulating a significant amount of money, without any confusion
Money the only thing that counts here
Money is the sole important factor in this situation
By any means like Malcolm
By employing any methods necessary, just like Malcolm X
X marks the spot you know the outcome
The location is marked, and you know what will happen
Income, never outdone
Continuing to generate revenue without being surpassed by others
Rap star, hit the stage dipped in tar
As a rap star, I make a grand entrance on stage, covered in luxury and success like tar
Other crews muerto
Contending crews are now defeated and irrelevant
Can't fuck with this concerto
They cannot compete with this magnificent performance
Too fecicous
Too talented and exceptional
So I drop new releases
As a result, I release fresh and innovative music
Till your crew deceases
Continuously releasing music until the demise of your crew
Screw your pieces, fuck you thesis
Disregard your perspectives and ideas, dismiss your thesis
Fuck your speeches, and fuck your beef
Disregard your speeches and arguments, and disregard your conflicts
'Cause when my crew aim, do more than brush ya teeth
Because when my team sets its sights on something, we do more than simply pass by it casually
It'll split your shit, when it hit your shit
It will violently separate and damage you when it strikes
If you don't want yo' shit hit
If you wish to avoid being harmed
Don't forget yo' shit
Do not neglect or overlook your responsibilities
We don't spar
We do not engage in friendly combat or arguments
We aimin' all niggas to Allah
We are targeting everyone, sending them towards a higher power
When its spent
When it is all over
And to the nazarine if ya 85 percent
Referring to a religious figure, the Nazarene, particularly if you are only partially committed to the faith
Do what I gotta
I will do whatever is necessary
Straight shot of Jack
Consume a direct shot of Jack Daniels whiskey
Ameretta, colada for my bitch in the back
Pour Amaretto and Colada drinks for my female companion in the rear of the venue
Never bluffin'
I never deceive or mislead
Never rap for nothin'
I never rap without a purpose or motive
Rap flow, don't love it
Although I engage in rap, I am not particularly attached or passionate about it
Sincerely yours
Yours truly
Sauce motherfucka
Sauce, motherfucker
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: TODD ERIC GAITHER, CHRISTOPHER E MARTIN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Oswald Bates III, Esq.
One of the best songs on "Soul in the Hole" soundtrack.
beza511
Agreed. The best
William Cooper
Word
That mobb deep jawnt was hard too
Malik Mutale
Real Hip Hop!!!! One love Dj Preemo
Hip Hop Gold Mine
Dope soundtrack. Got this on CD
wayne jordan
Bro I had the snippet tape as a kid in elementary school...Changed my life forever ! The 90’s man
KEVIN TAYLOR
97 real shit. Primooooooo!!! Miss this hip hop era 💪🏾💪🏾💯💯
Eric B
Wowwwwww, i shoulda listened to the soundtrack back then. This is bangin'. Cant wait to hear the cuts from preemo
O.G. T.
DJ Premier‼️‼️
Rick Ready
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