Zell Marley - 666 Tale$ lyrics

On topic, I stay on the subject Why they make me the point of discussion ni**a play with my life and I'm bussing ni**a phony, can't call em my cuz We ain't fam, that ni**a ain't blood Know it really ain't nothing to touch 'em ni**a smoother than young David Ruffin Devilman keep the fire, no tussling Mean mug, yeah I stay mean mugging I'm fu*kin an angel, I'm knocking off dust What's doper than that, you ni**as can't rap I flow like a tap, I make take a nap Wake up and take over the map I ain't friendly, I ain't giving no daps I'm speeding, I'm giving out laps I leave 'em no chance, hop out and then do me a dance I keep a backwood in my hand Might fly back home and go play in the sand Since I was five I been the man sh*t just happen for me, I ain't gotta plan Satan keep mе covered, I'm safe in his hands ni**as try to hatе me, but they know they can't I'm a grown man, ni**a, fu*k your rank I glide in the sky like I'm Spyro the Dragon I cannot sweat that lil b*tch, she a maggot The pain I been feeling cut sharper than daggers That ni**a subtweeting, must want me to blast 'em We can get it cracking, you don't gotta ask me You can give it up, boy, you ain't finna pass me Funeral home kid, put 'em in a casket Better play with your son before he end up a ba*tard He was talking down, now he coolin' with Casper I put him to rest like a muscle relaxer My baby so fine, yeah, she could be a dancer I been graduated, I been flipped my tassel I'm smoking biscotti, I'm higher than NASA Yo b*tch call me sensei, I am her master A hundred ni**as couldn't stop me, you crazy It's a hundred ways to go and get it, you lazy I feel like the goat it inked on my stomach I'm smoking za, you think it's laced I'm moving at a turtle pace Better keep that weak sh*t out my face Go round and round like merry go I'm born to shine, you barely glow I end the show, I pull the curtain Sacrifice my soul, put an end to the hurting Got a lot of pain, and got nowhere to store it 666 tales, got a lot of stories