Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Goddess Gang , by - SA-ROC. Release date: 11.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Goddess Gang |
| 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. |
| Gang. |
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| Goddess. |
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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. |
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| Goddess. |
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