Love & War
Sauce Money Lyrics


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I heard a rumor in the street, motherfucker was gifted
Up and comin' nigga, might need to get with
One cat from BK, put him on your hitlist
Sauce Money, fat nigga rip shit
Heard him on a clue? Tape, loved the way he kicked it
All of a sudden mad labels on his dick
But motherfucker who bit it but couldn't fight it forget it
Couldn't write it or spit it 'cause they couldn't fuck with it
Then the Puff shit happened, the whole shit shifted
Tribute to Biggie, god bless your spirit
Made a mark, now we need a place for the nigga
Marcy, son, faced off with Jigga
Now he only spittin' for cars that's kitted
Convicted felons and motherfucker acquitted
Never for foul snitches, but those who style riches
Ghetto crack sellin' pros and buckwild bitches
First thing they want to know, what's fuckin' with this shit?
Jay-z told 'em, look how many he sold 'em
'99's my time to shine and control 'em
Spread ones with sons, guns, I still hold 'em
Fuck the law, this is what's in store
When the album drop, we gon' rush the floor
I tell 'em hit it, every song, come on, we all spit it
Get on with it, with all my niggas screamin', "We did it"

Love and war, thugs and whores
Nickel-plated nines, three-pound-sevens and four-fours
We about to flow, blow, stack dough
On the low, forever shine, niggas better know

They call me money-earner, received more blows than Tina Turner
Like the top of the stove sauce keep a burner
Release something that'll heat your sternum
Flow the sickest, take a AIDS patient a whole week to learn 'em
So precise, got beef with surgeons
Feel naked without profanity, every sentence keep a curse in
Nothing is bound to touchin' my sound
The consensus in the street, he ain't fuckin' around
Got a lot of shit to pop, two things when it drop
Motherfucker gonna cop and niggas will get shot
But this is just for the record, though
Niggas will get naked slow
If your heat cocked, check it, yo
No shit, squeeze 'til your hammer go click
Fuck these lame-brawl MC's, they all blow dick
I'm the capital S-A-U-C-E




Better clap at the best way when you see me
Nigga

Overall Meaning

In Sauce Money's song Love & War, the lyrics describe the rise of the rapper's career and the challenges he has faced. The first verse speaks about how he grew in popularity and was admired by many, with labels showing interest in him. However, other artists tried to copy his style but failed to do so. The second verse talks about how the music industry changed after the death of Notorious B.I.G. and it was necessary to find a place for his music. Despite facing obstacles, he continued to create music that resonated with his audience. He talks about the everyday struggles of people living in the ghetto and the violence that they face.


The chorus of the song emphasizes the theme of the song, which is love and war. There are thugs and whores, guns, and violence, but also love and loyalty among the community. The lyrics suggest that in this world, one has to be tough to survive but also must show love and loyalty to those around them.


The song reflects the reality of life in the inner city, where there is a constant battle between good and evil, and the lyrics implore the listener to stay true to themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

I heard a rumor in the street, motherfucker was gifted
I heard someone mention the talented and skilled rapper Sauce Money.


Up and comin' nigga, might need to get with
He's a rising star in the music industry and worth collaborating with.


One cat from BK, put him on your hitlist
If you're looking to make hit songs, consider adding Sauce Money to your list of collaborators.


Sauce Money, fat nigga rip shit
Sauce Money, the larger-than-life rapper, delivers powerful verses with his skills.


Heard him on a clue? Tape, loved the way he kicked it
When I heard him on a DJ Clue mixtape, I loved the way he delivered his rhymes.


All of a sudden mad labels on his dick
After gaining popularity, several record labels started approaching him with contract offers.


But motherfucker who bit it but couldn't fight it forget it
However, some artists copied his style but couldn't match his level of talent.


Couldn't write it or spit it 'cause they couldn't fuck with it
They couldn't match his lyrical abilities and couldn't create verses similar to his.


Then the Puff shit happened, the whole shit shifted
After the collaboration with Puff Daddy happened, his career took a dramatic turn for the better.


Tribute to Biggie, god bless your spirit
This song is in memory of Biggie Smalls who sadly passed away. Rest in peace, Biggie.


Made a mark, now we need a place for the nigga
After creating a name for himself, Sauce Money deserved to have a permanent spot in the music industry.


Marcy, son, faced off with Jigga
Sauce Money, who grew up in Marcy Projects, Brooklyn, had a face-off with Jay-Z in a rap battle.


Now he only spittin' for cars that's kitted
He now raps for a wealthy crowd who own cars that have had modifications done to them.


Convicted felons and motherfucker acquitted
He raps for those who have served time or those who've been acquitted from legal charges.


Never for foul snitches, but those who style riches
He doesn't rap for those who've snitched or betrayed someone but for those who keep their wealth under the radar.


Ghetto crack sellin' pros and buckwild bitches
He raps for those who have earned money from selling drugs and for wild women who've dedicated their lives to partying.


First thing they want to know, what's fuckin' with this shit?
People who listen to him always question and try to understand his style and its impact on the music.


Jay-z told 'em, look how many he sold 'em
Jay-Z boasted of the number of records that Sauce Money sold and how beloved he is by the masses.


'99's my time to shine and control 'em
Sauce Money believes that the year 1999 is the perfect time for him to grow his career and influence over the music industry.


Spread ones with sons, guns, I still hold 'em
He uses his money to support his children and protect himself with firearms.


Fuck the law, this is what's in store
He doesn't care about the law and whatever happens as he raps for his audience.


When the album drop, we gon' rush the floor
When he releases his album, people will be excited and flock towards it to listen to all his new songs.


I tell 'em hit it, every song, come on, we all spit it
He always delivers verses that make people want to participate by singing along and expressing themselves.


Get on with it, with all my niggas screamin', "We did it"
All his supporters will rejoice and celebrate when he releases a new album, knowing that they are part of the success story.


Love and war, thugs and whores
His songs deal with matters of the heart and social issues, including violence and sexual promiscuity.


Nickel-plated nines, three-pound-sevens and four-fours
His songs reflect the realities of violent inner city life, including the guns people carry for personal protection.


We about to flow, blow, stack dough
He is on the verge of releasing new music and accumulating more riches.


On the low, forever shine, niggas better know
He prefers to stay humble and low-key while continuing to shine and maintain his success.


They call me money-earner, received more blows than Tina Turner
He's known for his wealth and success, but he's faced as many setbacks and hardships as Tina Turner has.


Like the top of the stove sauce keep a burner
Just like Sauce Money's name alludes to, he always keeps a firearm on him for protection.


Release something that'll heat your sternum
He drops hard-hitting and impressive verses that have a profound effect on the listener.


Flow the sickest, take a AIDS patient a whole week to learn 'em
He raps better than anyone else, to the point that someone with a serious illness like AIDS would still take a week to learn his verses.


So precise, got beef with surgeons
He's so accurate and skilled at spitting rhymes that he'd clash with even the top surgeons.


Feel naked without profanity, every sentence keep a curse in
He feels vulnerable when he doesn't curse while he's rapping, and that his sentences wouldn't pack the same punch without it.


Nothing is bound to touchin' my sound
No one's music can compare to his; it's unmatched and unique.


The consensus in the street, he ain't fuckin' around
People in the street know that Sauce Money is a force to be reckoned with and takes his music very seriously.


Got a lot of shit to pop, two things when it drop
He has a lot of new material coming out and expects two things to happen when it finally drops.


Motherfucker gonna cop and niggas will get shot
He'll make a lot of money from the album's sales, and there may be violent repercussions from jealous people who don't want him to succeed.


But this is just for the record, though
He's just stating the facts and doesn't mean to sound aggressive or start trouble.


Niggas will get naked slow
He's warning people to be cautious because some of them will lose their belongings or be robbed of their possessions slowly.


If your heat cocked, check it, yo
If you keep a firearm, make sure it's loaded and ready to fire at a moment's notice.


No shit, squeeze 'til your hammer go click
If you need to use your gun, make sure you fire it until the hammer clicks to ensure that you're not taken down.


Fuck these lame-brawl MC's, they all blow dick
He doesn't respect artists who make poor music and struggle to connect with their audience.


I'm the capital S-A-U-C-E
He's the quintessential Sauce, and there's no one else who can compare to him.


Better clap at the best way when you see me
If you see him, show some respect and appreciation for all he's done for the music industry.


Nigga
A common use of this word by rappers that may act as a way to express solidarity with their audience or enhance their rhyming scheme.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Omonte Ward, Todd Eric Gaither

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