Lucas Blacksmith • I GOT THE SAUCE - Illuminated Live

		I GOT THE SAUCE - ILLUMINATED LIVE
		LUCAS BLACKSMITH TRACK 24 ON ILLUMINATED: THE LIVE ALBUM		SAMPLE “HEATED” BEYONCÉ
		RELEASE DATE MAY 3, 2024	CHARTS --	SELLS --
		PRODUCED BY LUCAS BLACKSMITH WRITTEN BY LUCAS BLACKSMITH		👁 0

If you got the rhythm come with me

If you know what you do you can join

If you've got the sauce, do your best

Speak and live your pain, today forget a little about me

I know you want to scoff, I know you want to scoff

I got the sauce, I'm needed (I'm not to blame if you don't hit the scale)

I got the sauce now, I'm needed (I'm not to blame if you don't hit the scale)

Since 2008 I have been opening doors to win

I know you want to scoff, I know you want to scoff

I got the sauce now, I'm needed, ohh

I feel free, I'm needed, needed, oh

Why would I worry about things about me (no, no)

Do me a favor and keep talking about me, I'm famous

Shit ain't always what it seems, so, so, so, so, so

Everything is about the Blacksmith, I'm famous

I had to get away from my own friend

I'm not a big money machine

You better have something in your payment

I don't feel like dealing with fakes

I'm running away from some situations

Sending all the shit to the spaces

Yeah yeah

Speak and live your pain, today forget a little about me

I know you want to scoff, I know you want to scoff

I got the sauce, I'm needed (I'm not to blame if you don't hit the scale)

I got the sauce now, I'm needed, needed

Why would I worry about things about me (no, no)

Do me a favor and keep talking about me, I'm famous

Shit ain't always what it seems, so, so, so, so, so (just cut off, so knock)

Everything is about the Blacksmith (knock, knock I'm not to blame if you don't hit the scale)

Rip, rip, rip your t-shirt on the shore

Rain, rain, rain, I'm all yours

Paint it gray, gray, gray, gray and dry

A work of art will make you cry

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

Uh, love, love, love 'cause you're needed

Love the haters and all the bitches

There is no poor or rich, feeling it all here

Hear the sound, sound, sound of infinity

Bla-Blacksmith inspires other chicks

Lies, lies, li-lies, li-lies, lies, lies

I don't believe you, only when I die

Talk blah-blah-blah, talk blah-blah-blah-blah

Spread it blah-blah-blah, seu cu*, blah-blah

Look through the glass, look through the glass

But stop looking at your past

You are stopped, you're already deep

Men on the street, I'm the boy on the street

Hot like summer, feeling the pinch

I wake up at 5AM to get my money

Drip, drop, drip, drip, drop, Blacksmith

You are stopped, you're already deep

Just cut off, so knock, knock, knock

I'm not to blame if you don't hit the scale

I don't stop climbing the stairs

I use the colors from when it fell

HOUSE OF BLACKSMITH is open

Take your fame and create your island

Just cut off, so knock, knock, knock

I'm not to blame if you don't hit the scale

Dance or die, so yap yap yap

Feeling the streets, giving a few slaps

HOUSE OF BLACKSMITH is open