Goddess Gang - SA-ROC

They keep telling me, «Chill queen.

Let 'em wait for the reveal scene»

Now I’m about to put mitts in multiple pots it’s a lyrical pox in your grill

Meaning I’m ill, I will not yield

I am from South Side of DC

That means I only know how to GoGo until

I’m on a marquee getting properly billed

'Cause stop ain’t a part of my stock I’ma build (no ma’am)

I’ma keep this campaign up until Roc for Prez ingrains

As the popular trail slogan that’s word god damn see

I’m what you can levitate

My shit as dope as medicade

One lil' poke got em vocally abstaining from rap they grammatically celebate

I’ll hydroxycut these lightweight MCs to a syllable size

I’m approximately one fourth human the rest is unidentified

I’ma take up every white space with some black characters, reverse gentrify

And body any ideology and as for me I keep the hearses outside

Beware

Real rap run through my veins I’m Ether in female form

Y’all might get ghetto or goddess your sonically leaked to the retail… torn

See y’all won’t win tryna box me in I’m Ali you’re like G Foreman

And even my mumbles was like rumbles in concrete jungles yo this is your warn

This is for real

My crew is a very big deal

Everything we crave is twenty four K like the gold inside my grill

I can’t reveal my sources

Might be a real rap sorceress

Look at your future, not what you’re used to, huh, we comin' for your whole

damn meal

Goddess.

Gang.

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You ready?

Mama said I could be anything.

That was the dope part

But I grew up planning my dreams downstream from the dope spot

And I’m a descendant of kings and lowkey fiends of the coke

From streets where the police beat but the holy skin is the colour of mocha

Hear me out

I’ve been through too much, and I’m too grown to play around with y’all

Now I’ma wild out every chance I get my rhyme delivery’s so animal

Every vet I see say I’m much too pleased for the next breed of these amateurs

Fuck freshman classes, my texts are classics, she bruise the ledger like

amethysts, woah!

They scared of this black girl magic

My heritage packed well, baggage

I learned this fly shit from my DNA to a TSA rock snap it

Beauty irrelevant this is not pageants, I’m a rap dragon

Every time I open my trap it’s fire, your outlook endin' up tragic, trust me

I do this for MLK Ave, for homies with criminal pasts, this middle passage

adrenaline intergalactic amen

Bars laden with alien cadence, preying on enemy flags, just mayhem

My shit has been down since day one, ready to take on the planet

Segway

Segway

This is for real

My crew is a very big deal

Everything we crave is twenty four K like the gold inside my grill

I can’t reveal my sources

Might be a real rap sorceress

Look at your future, not what you’re used to, huh, we comin' for your whole

damn meal

Goddess.

Gang.

Gang.

Gang

Goddess.

Gang.

Gang.

Gang

Goddess.

Gang.

Gang.

Gang

Goddess.

Gang.

Gang.

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