Correction Lyrics Goddess Gang by Sa-Roc

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They keep telling me chill, queen
Let em wait for the reveal, seen?
Nah, I’m bout to premiere in multiple spots
This is 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 or my build (no ma'am)
I'ma keep this campaign up until Roc for Prez ingrained
As the popular trail slogan that's word god damn see
I want you to levitate
My shit dope, let's medicate
One lil' quote got em vocally abstaining from rap they grammatically celibate
I'll hydroxycut these lightweight MCs to a suitable size
I'm approximately one fourth human, the rest is unidentified
I'ma take up every white space with some black characters, reverse gentrify it
And body any ideology at odds with 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
Shit 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 like rumbles in concrete jungles. Yo this is your warning

This is for real
My crew is a very big deal
Everything we crave is  24K 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. Gang

You ready?

Mama said I could be anything. That was the dope part
But I grew up planning my dreams just downstream from the dope spot
And I’m a descendant of kings and low key fiends of the coca
From streets where the police beef when your holy skin is the color 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 so animal
Every vet I see say I’m much too beast for the next breed of these amateurs
Fuck freshman classes, my texts are classic
Sheet music legend like Amadeus (Whoah!)
They scared of this Black girl magic
My heritage packed well, baggage
I learned this fly shit from my DNA to a T. SA Roc snapping
Beauty irrelevant this is not pageants, I'm a rap dragon
Every time I open my trap it's fire, and your outlook endin' up tragic, trust me
I do this for MLK Ave, for homies with criminal pasts, this middle of passage, rhythmic mash up, raise your adrenaline, intergalactic. amen
Bars laden with alien cadence, preying on enemy flagships-mayhem
My city been down since day one, ready to take on the planet

Say WHEN
Say WHEN

This is for real
My crew is a very big deal
Everything we crave is 24K 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. Gang

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