FGE Cypher Pt. 8 Montana of 300 (Ft. No Fatigue, Talley Of 300 & WunTayk Timmy)

[Verse 1: Talley of 300]
All I know is
Bodies like a morgue, tags like a store
If they want a war, bitch it's Rambo 4
Pistols under pillows, pistols in the drawers
Though I'm one hell of a artist this won't be a draw
I'm that nigga like Django, tryna let the pain go
Withdraws wrapped in them bands like Franklin sprained an ankle
I'm hip-hop like a Kangol, why these rappers rainbow?
I'm a Step Up dancer with my AK like the tango
Putting niggas in they place like assigned seats
So fuckin' gargoyle, bitch, I came from the concrete
If I don't go suit up and release venom from inside me
I'ma put them numbers on your face like a time piece
Then go pray 'bout it all, lord they wait on my fall
See, I'll serve over the net but I don't play volleyball
These niggas stay by the farm, they brought hate to the barn
They wrestlin' with the pigs, I mean they lay with the law
It's a cold game like hockey, nigga
Cold world like J.Cole and full of false prophets, nigga
Learned that I had to watch what I say from John Gotti, nigga
And that my flow hold power like tsunamis, nigga
Catch the wave, I'm tired, its FGE to the grave
But I'm fly, like I been resurrected, I elevate
Need my lime like I'm sipping tequila up in the shade
Got the juice, but just know the shit wasn't minute made
Talley!