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FGE Cypher, Pt. 9

👤 Montana of 300 feat. No Fatigue, Talley of 300, WunTayk Timmy & Arsonal 🎼 Views from the General's Helmet ⏱️ 8:13
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⏱️ 8:13 duration
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📜 Lyrics

"'(Talley of 300)"'
Yeah back at it like a post move
Yeah still giving niggas blues leaving no clue
Yeah I don't know what somebody told you
Yeah cause that's the only thing they know fool
Had massive gloves like cold blue
I go nut soul on a butter rim
Bars like a jungle gym
Heart hard but a fucking gym
Broken shards but with every trim
So I keep it together in extreme weather
Out in the rain with thunder heard
Fighting pain then the summer turn
With a warrior spirit
Watch me scarf my pivot
I'm smart like a witness
A knight or a bishop
See I'm fair like a ticket
But play the hoodlum, I'm whispers
They be counting bodies like the Holocaust
Fire, fire, nigga Mazel Tov
Heroin flow with that ace sleeper
They nodding off on that money like a watermark
Find a way to clock like time was lost
And if it's 10 to nine then ain't no time to talk
That mean I'm early bird, teach a lesson to 'em
Now it's time to chalk, lined 'em up but his posture off
Thinking you could run with me
Somebody must've been gassing you like your lungs was weak
Well I'm bout the cars like collapsin', you gon' be underneath
Then I have a desert drawn like a mat
Whenever they come for me
And only killers could run with me
Why you watching these videos
Say we cheerio, no ain't nothing sweet
See I got them hitters buzzed, they'll pull a sting like a bumblebee
See I'm from the dirt but I grew to see the green like a fucking tree
Watching the clock and taking my shot off the chop like a double team
Talley

(No Fatigue)
Ay, ay, ay, ay, FGE shit man, T-I-G-U-E
Ride low like a Caddy, found you and don't got your addy
It's too late, no calling your daddy
Took too many Ls, if you wanna see what it do
We taking souls like Scrappy
Niggas act tough that ain't you like a catfish
I'm about money these bitches come after
Fresh like prince but I'm still on my Jazz shit
Broke Pokémon is how niggas get captured
Don't put in work just gon' clout like Alvin
I cannot quit never would throw the towel in
Smoother than Ace that be hating like Calvin
No Fatigue dropping look out for the album
I put myself on the bottom like houses
Remember sleeping on my aunty couches
Working, I'm working, these niggas be pouting
Close to the top like I'm climbing a mountain
Green on me no air on the line anymore
Cracking your bitch with my stick now she glowing
All in the head like a sore, green like she going
How you ain't know she was a whore
I'ma go back and forth, get around like a trip
All I can sniff and get half of the clip
Leave him code red no alarm in this bitch
Give it to him first like a warning and shit
They on the floor like a carpet
I'm running shit like a Sergeant
Sticking that metal like Spartan
So don't act funny like Martin
Bruise on me, that's what I chase
You mad it's all on your face
Get over it like it's trace
Get money, it's not a race
I had to change my method man
But that was all for the C.R.E.A.M
I been running through that paper like a Football team
Fuck with niggas thats gon' show up by my side like a screen
Feel like LeBron why these niggas always die on the king
But like a sit-up I'm just tryna lift a torso
Oops, I mean tune so
Feelin' like Meek, nigga lord knows
Never give up, I keep working like D. Rose
I make all them wolves timber
Got 'em peak through with his own squad

(Wuntayk Timmy)
Yea, yea, yea, ha-ha-ha, Klik Klan shit, FGE shit
You know what I'm rockin' nigga, Louisville stand up
(Wuntayk Timmy)
Okay, rappers I don't have to bite them
Pussy money, appetite slim
Ain't nobody rapping like him
I guess that's why don't no rappers like him
Please don't make me afterlife him
No one has a swagger like us
Let 'em hang, drag on my nuts
So much in the bag it might bust
Shoutout to my habitat, uh
Where I learn my habits at, uh
Learn to flip and acrobat, uh
Lost and then I got it back, uh
Just tryna ball like Cracker Jack, uh
Could whip 'em both I'm ambidex
Could whip 'em both like ten and two
Could whip 'em both like cabbage patch, uh
Hand and hand and back to back, uh
I deserve a platinum plaque, yuh
Grammy, Oscar, and them niggas know it
On Granny and God and them, fuck awards
I really just wanna open up the doors for Louisville niggas
Y'all knew what it was
All of y'all can if I can get a buzz
But I'm tryna stay sober because I'm too fly
Need a layover, she came over and got a makeover
I said I ain't know you, she even brought your mixtape over
That shit was lighter than a chain-smoker
Chain rainbow and Crayola
I may quote her with some weight told her
With some great yoga, get your foreign a baby
That's a hangover
Wuntayk, it's a takeover
Fire, niggas better take cover
The poor different, it's the eighth wonder
Left homes dripping, need a rain gutter
Leave the scene cleaner than a maid, butler
These clowns I know they up
But niggas start to fall like it's late summer
And I'm on they hills like Shea butter
At heart I'm still a cocaine cutter
Like to whipping wheels, both same color
They popping off, I don't say much
I let the chopper talk, boy they stutter
Like d-d-d-die
Why you walking bitch, get in the car
Fuck 'em niggas, we'll get on the mind
Cause we got bags to get biz
Y'all already know I'm resting when I'm rich
Tayk, ha-ha, Klik Klan, FGE shit

(Arsonal)
Well you can't spell bars without putting that Ars shit
Montana, I got you bruh, uh, look
Niggas telling lies, walking 'round like they real
Prolly never missed a mil', I'm Liam Neeson every Taken
I got a special set of skills, I'm Bo Jackson in the field
Ricky Bobby at the wheel, I'm Chicago with the Drill
Aristotle with the philosophies, Socrates
I'm keeping it real, facts
I see my future much clearer, facts
I see my future much clearer, facts
Niggas who talk to the cops, rats
But they see a star in the mirror, get it
Think about it, break it down, flip it 'round
And then read it again
Rats see a star in the mirror, these bars undefeated my friend
I don't believe in the pen, just give me some weed in the tin
These bullets'll eat at your skin
Whoever want beef I turn vegan my friend
I bring you the beef, make you eat it again
I shop hot and nem is me down
With you I see low and which means you a clown
Ten toes planted, both feet on the ground
My teachers from high school believe in me now
None of my packs get fumbled
You don't belong here, Rapunzel
You fleeing the scene, import your dog hair
The struggle is gon' take a vet to plug you
Now say it with your chest cause none of my raps is mumble
Then all of my straps is double my team
It's loyal and humble, when all got arms on they shoulders
We'd like you to join in this huddle
Yeah, the king of battle rap and bar god
Back to back is action packed
I'm here, appreciate all of my presence
I'm very gifted, how ironic I rap
I'm patriotic with the strap
So iconic in the trap
Turn that potter into crack
Make it lock and bring it back
Fiends start knocking when they scratch
No designer on my back, I'm rocking my own shit
Traveling got me homesick, hope Oprah don't don't sue me
But just like her network I was out there doing my own shit
Groupie bitches always sucking dick way before them Patrón sips
Slavery dead but you the nigga I'm gon' get nigga

(Montana of 300)
CP9 man, you already know what it is, Rap God, FGE shit man
Views From The General's Helmet, whew
I be in my zone, move around me like some cones
On my AK spitting faster than the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
Caught an op in traffic yeah you know I had the chrome
Smoked them through the glass, I ain't talking 'bout a bone
They say that nigga cold like he be with Tommy Strawn
I be with Khaleesi spitting fire, Game of Thrones
No thief but that still in my shirt like a booster
The clip up in my .40 Kyle longer than Kuzma
Smoke these hoes circle like they passing 'round the hookah
Kill his homies first and make him watch like a jeweler
You wanna link then just slide up
No kidding, I'ma take him to school, no bus driver
AR to his chest, he ain't even a Ruff Ryder
Them shots'll take his wheel like his friend was a drunk driver
Picture me at yo home asking glove, no umpire
Send a whole mag to your crib, no subscriber
Middle fingers, the fucks in hell yeah
We could get it busting
I'ma come out cracking tops like Steve Austin, no Budweiser
I really pops, I don't play house
When I bump into him, watch 'em break out
Watch us takeoff turn into takeout
Killas outback no Steakhouse
I stay with a strap or two
Grown 'em got cannons too
All of us shoot like a camel crew
If dune 'em get tough
I'ma shoot this bitch up like I ain't got nobody to pass it to
Rap God on the track and God watching my back
When the Devil see me, bitch I give him chills
I'm so cold I can make any summer end
No I guess they thought it was December still
All haters mad cause I'm winning still
Been a hustler for mine I been in the ville
Had a gun in my lap and had pounds in the back
Right next to the pampers and the infant milk
Used to think that the only way we could win
Is to ball ourselves, drugs, or to get a deal
Had me thinking if God had a favorite color
Tell me what's a white lie to an Emmett Till

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.79] "'(Talley of 300)"'
[00:04.05]
[00:13.12] Yeah back at it like a post move
[00:14.68] Yeah still giving niggas blues leaving no clue
[00:18.19] Yeah I don't know what somebody told you
[00:21.36] Yeah cause that's the only thing they know fool
[00:24.43] Had massive gloves like cold blue
[00:25.93] I go nut soul on a butter rim
[00:27.84] Bars like a jungle gym
[00:29.97] Heart hard but a fucking gym
[00:32.55] Broken shards but with every trim
[00:33.59] So I keep it together in extreme weather
[00:35.38] Out in the rain with thunder heard
[00:38.43] Fighting pain then the summer turn
[00:39.57] With a warrior spirit
[00:40.80] Watch me scarf my pivot
[00:42.07] I'm smart like a witness
[00:43.48] A knight or a bishop
[00:45.21] See I'm fair like a ticket
[00:47.57] But play the hoodlum, I'm whispers
[00:48.50] They be counting bodies like the Holocaust
[00:50.35] Fire, fire, nigga Mazel Tov
[00:52.74] Heroin flow with that ace sleeper
[00:53.75] They nodding off on that money like a watermark
[00:55.87] Find a way to clock like time was lost
[00:57.77] And if it's 10 to nine then ain't no time to talk
[01:00.24] That mean I'm early bird, teach a lesson to 'em
[01:01.97] Now it's time to chalk, lined 'em up but his posture off
[01:04.67] Thinking you could run with me
[01:06.48] Somebody must've been gassing you like your lungs was weak
[01:09.23] Well I'm bout the cars like collapsin', you gon' be underneath
[01:12.53] Then I have a desert drawn like a mat
[01:14.78] Whenever they come for me
[01:16.07] And only killers could run with me
[01:17.52] Why you watching these videos
[01:19.07] Say we cheerio, no ain't nothing sweet
[01:20.82] See I got them hitters buzzed, they'll pull a sting like a bumblebee
[01:23.86] See I'm from the dirt but I grew to see the green like a fucking tree
[01:26.90] Watching the clock and taking my shot off the chop like a double team
[01:30.47] Talley
[01:31.53] (No Fatigue)
[01:34.36] Ay, ay, ay, ay, FGE shit man, T-I-G-U-E
[01:37.66] Ride low like a Caddy, found you and don't got your addy
[01:45.51] It's too late, no calling your daddy
[01:46.89] Took too many Ls, if you wanna see what it do
[01:48.83] We taking souls like Scrappy
[01:50.12] Niggas act tough that ain't you like a catfish
[01:51.87] I'm about money these bitches come after
[01:53.32] Fresh like prince but I'm still on my Jazz shit
[01:55.03] Broke Pokémon is how niggas get captured
[01:56.74] Don't put in work just gon' clout like Alvin
[01:58.43] I cannot quit never would throw the towel in
[01:59.99] Smoother than Ace that be hating like Calvin
[02:01.49] No Fatigue dropping look out for the album
[02:03.09] I put myself on the bottom like houses
[02:04.76] Remember sleeping on my aunty couches
[02:06.26] Working, I'm working, these niggas be pouting
[02:07.93] Close to the top like I'm climbing a mountain
[02:09.54] Green on me no air on the line anymore
[02:11.15] Cracking your bitch with my stick now she glowing
[02:12.72] All in the head like a sore, green like she going
[02:15.27] How you ain't know she was a whore
[02:16.18] I'ma go back and forth, get around like a trip
[02:18.40] All I can sniff and get half of the clip
[02:19.44] Leave him code red no alarm in this bitch
[02:21.00] Give it to him first like a warning and shit
[02:23.77] They on the floor like a carpet
[02:25.16] I'm running shit like a Sergeant
[02:26.57] Sticking that metal like Spartan
[02:27.67] So don't act funny like Martin
[02:29.03] Bruise on me, that's what I chase
[02:30.50] You mad it's all on your face
[02:32.23] Get over it like it's trace
[02:33.80] Get money, it's not a race
[02:35.22] I had to change my method man
[02:36.83] But that was all for the C.R.E.A.M
[02:38.34] I been running through that paper like a Football team
[02:40.84] Fuck with niggas thats gon' show up by my side like a screen
[02:45.11] Feel like LeBron why these niggas always die on the king
[02:48.36] But like a sit-up I'm just tryna lift a torso
[02:50.98] Oops, I mean tune so
[02:53.36] Feelin' like Meek, nigga lord knows
[02:55.39] Never give up, I keep working like D. Rose
[02:58.37] I make all them wolves timber
[03:00.35] Got 'em peak through with his own squad
[03:01.78] (Wuntayk Timmy)
[03:06.14] Yea, yea, yea, ha-ha-ha, Klik Klan shit, FGE shit
[03:13.02] You know what I'm rockin' nigga, Louisville stand up
[03:14.52] (Wuntayk Timmy)
[03:15.58] Okay, rappers I don't have to bite them
[03:16.57] Pussy money, appetite slim
[03:17.84] Ain't nobody rapping like him
[03:19.56] I guess that's why don't no rappers like him
[03:21.25] Please don't make me afterlife him
[03:22.94] No one has a swagger like us
[03:24.50] Let 'em hang, drag on my nuts
[03:26.16] So much in the bag it might bust
[03:27.71] Shoutout to my habitat, uh
[03:29.27] Where I learn my habits at, uh
[03:30.83] Learn to flip and acrobat, uh
[03:32.58] Lost and then I got it back, uh
[03:34.11] Just tryna ball like Cracker Jack, uh
[03:35.84] Could whip 'em both I'm ambidex
[03:37.32] Could whip 'em both like ten and two
[03:38.91] Could whip 'em both like cabbage patch, uh
[03:40.56] Hand and hand and back to back, uh
[03:42.36] I deserve a platinum plaque, yuh
[03:43.95] Grammy, Oscar, and them niggas know it
[03:45.61] On Granny and God and them, fuck awards
[03:47.27] I really just wanna open up the doors for Louisville niggas
[03:49.82] Y'all knew what it was
[03:51.29] All of y'all can if I can get a buzz
[03:52.23] But I'm tryna stay sober because I'm too fly
[03:53.62] Need a layover, she came over and got a makeover
[03:56.47] I said I ain't know you, she even brought your mixtape over
[03:58.89] That shit was lighter than a chain-smoker
[04:00.90] Chain rainbow and Crayola
[04:02.31] I may quote her with some weight told her
[04:03.82] With some great yoga, get your foreign a baby
[04:05.52] That's a hangover
[04:06.80] Wuntayk, it's a takeover
[04:08.19] Fire, niggas better take cover
[04:09.46] The poor different, it's the eighth wonder
[04:11.16] Left homes dripping, need a rain gutter
[04:12.84] Leave the scene cleaner than a maid, butler
[04:14.41] These clowns I know they up
[04:16.07] But niggas start to fall like it's late summer
[04:17.61] And I'm on they hills like Shea butter
[04:19.22] At heart I'm still a cocaine cutter
[04:20.84] Like to whipping wheels, both same color
[04:22.54] They popping off, I don't say much
[04:24.21] I let the chopper talk, boy they stutter
[04:25.85] Like d-d-d-die
[04:26.98] Why you walking bitch, get in the car
[04:28.23] Fuck 'em niggas, we'll get on the mind
[04:30.77] Cause we got bags to get biz
[04:31.85] Y'all already know I'm resting when I'm rich
[04:34.10] Tayk, ha-ha, Klik Klan, FGE shit
[04:36.42] (Arsonal)
[04:37.16] Well you can't spell bars without putting that Ars shit
[04:40.17] Montana, I got you bruh, uh, look
[04:43.98]
[04:46.05] Niggas telling lies, walking 'round like they real
[04:47.16] Prolly never missed a mil', I'm Liam Neeson every Taken
[04:50.10] I got a special set of skills, I'm Bo Jackson in the field
[04:52.57] Ricky Bobby at the wheel, I'm Chicago with the Drill
[04:54.83] Aristotle with the philosophies, Socrates
[04:57.50] I'm keeping it real, facts
[04:58.97] I see my future much clearer, facts
[05:00.25] I see my future much clearer, facts
[05:01.73] Niggas who talk to the cops, rats
[05:03.30] But they see a star in the mirror, get it
[05:05.15] Think about it, break it down, flip it 'round
[05:07.11] And then read it again
[05:08.37] Rats see a star in the mirror, these bars undefeated my friend
[05:10.81] I don't believe in the pen, just give me some weed in the tin
[05:13.67] These bullets'll eat at your skin
[05:15.08] Whoever want beef I turn vegan my friend
[05:16.59] I bring you the beef, make you eat it again
[05:17.97] I shop hot and nem is me down
[05:19.80] With you I see low and which means you a clown
[05:21.43] Ten toes planted, both feet on the ground
[05:23.01] My teachers from high school believe in me now
[05:24.52] None of my packs get fumbled
[05:26.08] You don't belong here, Rapunzel
[05:27.20] You fleeing the scene, import your dog hair
[05:28.55] The struggle is gon' take a vet to plug you
[05:30.05] Now say it with your chest cause none of my raps is mumble
[05:32.25] Then all of my straps is double my team
[05:33.15] It's loyal and humble, when all got arms on they shoulders
[05:35.98] We'd like you to join in this huddle
[05:37.52] Yeah, the king of battle rap and bar god
[05:39.02] Back to back is action packed
[05:40.63] I'm here, appreciate all of my presence
[05:42.28] I'm very gifted, how ironic I rap
[05:43.83] I'm patriotic with the strap
[05:45.20] So iconic in the trap
[05:46.32] Turn that potter into crack
[05:47.33] Make it lock and bring it back
[05:48.58] Fiends start knocking when they scratch
[05:49.87] No designer on my back, I'm rocking my own shit
[05:51.95] Traveling got me homesick, hope Oprah don't don't sue me
[05:55.39] But just like her network I was out there doing my own shit
[05:57.03] Groupie bitches always sucking dick way before them Patrón sips
[06:00.27] Slavery dead but you the nigga I'm gon' get nigga
[06:03.76] (Montana of 300)
[06:07.00]
[06:09.35] CP9 man, you already know what it is, Rap God, FGE shit man
[06:12.33] Views From The General's Helmet, whew
[06:16.15] I be in my zone, move around me like some cones
[06:20.24] On my AK spitting faster than the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
[06:23.20] Caught an op in traffic yeah you know I had the chrome
[06:26.46] Smoked them through the glass, I ain't talking 'bout a bone
[06:30.37] They say that nigga cold like he be with Tommy Strawn
[06:33.11] I be with Khaleesi spitting fire, Game of Thrones
[06:36.18] No thief but that still in my shirt like a booster
[06:40.05] The clip up in my .40 Kyle longer than Kuzma
[06:42.51] Smoke these hoes circle like they passing 'round the hookah
[06:46.43] Kill his homies first and make him watch like a jeweler
[06:49.51] You wanna link then just slide up
[06:52.17] No kidding, I'ma take him to school, no bus driver
[06:55.19] AR to his chest, he ain't even a Ruff Ryder
[06:58.19] Them shots'll take his wheel like his friend was a drunk driver
[07:01.69] Picture me at yo home asking glove, no umpire
[07:04.92] Send a whole mag to your crib, no subscriber
[07:08.23] Middle fingers, the fucks in hell yeah
[07:10.28] We could get it busting
[07:11.65] I'ma come out cracking tops like Steve Austin, no Budweiser
[07:14.14] I really pops, I don't play house
[07:16.40] When I bump into him, watch 'em break out
[07:17.89] Watch us takeoff turn into takeout
[07:19.52] Killas outback no Steakhouse
[07:21.08] I stay with a strap or two
[07:22.65] Grown 'em got cannons too
[07:23.62] All of us shoot like a camel crew
[07:24.71] If dune 'em get tough
[07:25.92] I'ma shoot this bitch up like I ain't got nobody to pass it to
[07:27.89] Rap God on the track and God watching my back
[07:29.87] When the Devil see me, bitch I give him chills
[07:31.25] I'm so cold I can make any summer end
[07:32.94] No I guess they thought it was December still
[07:34.51] All haters mad cause I'm winning still
[07:36.25] Been a hustler for mine I been in the ville
[07:37.80] Had a gun in my lap and had pounds in the back
[07:39.58] Right next to the pampers and the infant milk
[07:41.06] Used to think that the only way we could win
[07:42.78] Is to ball ourselves, drugs, or to get a deal
[07:44.34] Had me thinking if God had a favorite color
[07:46.08] Tell me what's a white lie to an Emmett Till
[07:47.01]

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