Willie B - Deadstock lyrics

[Produced by Willie B] [Intro] [Verse 1: The OG Ninja] These rappers got you doing sh** out the ordinary Fiend out, like Darryl Strawberry I run the city from Gun Hill to Mulberry My ninjas got no conscious, yea they all deadly b**hes used to play me, now they thirsty So I'm playing everybody, Eddie Murphy f**ing with these canvases Daredevil on the easel, Evel Knievel Puffin' diesel just to get my mind right, the high life Sippin' Henny out this solo, twisting doobies like Bolo Got so many horses, swear I play polo You heard of me, cut a bird like open surgery Slice her with the Katana, now she trynna be my baby momma f** that, holla at Fried Rice if you talking 'bout them dollars Reading through these emails, choking freaky b**hes like Sprewell Get my clothes for less than retail Feeling extra fresh today, talk myself out of anything Gift of gab on my resume, very persuasive I know designers on a first name basis Pearly white fronts, never needed braces I'm shinin', the freshest ninja on the island Uptown is where I'm lampin' out I got steeze for sale and all you motha f**as campin' out [Outro]