Clark Kent - Nuthin' But Love lyrics

[Jay-Z] They don't be knowin' the way I be flowing When I be going, I be running the track like Jesse Owens I disrupt the natural scheme, the way that you do things Wit a swing and have 'em rockin like, Sting You say never, you run, if ever you come It's never you run so fast in your life to never have won Come on and ride the rhythm, I produce like jizm Just like the Gods I start with knowledge and follow with wisdom For greater understanding, I'm landing, blows, and Knocking sense into those that oppose me, ha! Enticing when slicing through tracks You're screaming, "Jesus Christ is back and God knows he can rap!" Me and Sauce put rhythm on the map, so give him his dap And me, I just take mine, gimme those, gimme this, gimme that, fu*k that! Gimme love, n***a... Sauce Money in the house like... [Sauce Money] I don't never plan to fall! Sauce is all-out or nothin, I brawl Drag n***as like RuPaul With the funky drummer drumming, I'm never slumming I summon orgasms so I can show you how I'm coming I bang boots, dispute ranks, and execute ganks To bank loot, while your mind shoot blanks Dig it, fatal since I was prenatal Able to drop heavy since the cradle Cooking biters who nibble on my hooks get 'em deep in the files A Boyz n Da Hood, watch the Fish-burne from furious styles Never was right but I made it through wrong Said we waited too long went back in the lab and created new songs New styles I stock 'em for new chicks to jock 'em Your group when I rock 'em once, spiders watch to clock 'em A cut and above the best street life struttin to show Put 'em to the test cause we ain't got nuthin' but love [Jay-Z] (Sauce Money) To all my grimys in Crooklyn - (Nuthin' but love) And all my peoples Uptown - (Nuthin' but love) And all my n***as all around - (Nuthin' but love) To all my peeps in hell - (Nuthin' but love) b**hes who f** and don't tell - (Nuthin' but love) For all you n***as that's WACK! - (Nuthin' but love) For keeping our sh** FAT! - (Nuthin' but love) Sauce Money, Jay-Z (Nuthin' but love) Here we go again [Sauce Money] What you about to feel, you can't doubt the real threat Peace to all my n***as without a deal yet And that's comin from the streets cause we ain't got nuthin but love Peace to the brothers who keep us in ghetto blood [Jay-Z] Here's a stamp and seal away, we build, f** the tramp Who got my man knocked, for real, ain't nuthin' but love, champ The Jigga, Sauce Money representin one time Strike three, we out, but never out of your mind