Montana Of 300 - New Storm lyrics

[Verse 1: Montana of 300] They never seen it coming Way before he was buzzing, he was hustling Now he getting paid for giving beats concussions He forced himself to snap out of it and stop dreaming of it Start bringing substance and murdering everything he touching They got me started, I'm Leatherfaces chainsaw Freddy Kruegers glove, John Travolta take your face off Wacking sh** until you get the picture this ain't baseball I'm nobody's slave y'all, rap god Imma save y'all Punchlines going nuts, Johnny Cage y'all Nah, they can not see me like they Ray Charles f** that they can not see me like I'm Adolf And my flow got more bodies than a graveyard Cursed with a blessing, my sickness is where my strength is The truthest god is my witness, the sun rose from the trenches I'm independent and getting it, don't owe no one for expenses Ain't moving unless it's business, the simple minded ain't getting it And FGE be the squad I got a whip no garage Execution is my job I'm Farrakhan in the ma** [?] beat like the mob Can get you wacked, get you robbed Don't think this sh** a mirage We wetting sh** like a spa Going against the odds still giving glory to god And bodied so many rappers, sh** I should make a collage I'm charging them like it's dodge They hook like a fish and a rod I'm eating off of my pain and I throw it up like a lob [Verse 2: Talley of 300]