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Wendy Under the Stars

The Odds

Neopolitan

1991

For an older woman's well banked fire
By the left hand I was led
To the place that we would make our bed
And embracing in the blue moonlight
She

playing with a hitta
I'm just saying i ain't playing with you
Memories
Baby do you not remember me
The one and only person who would cuddle you in bed

something 
How's it feel to feel something 
I'm the king of one nights
She's the queen of alright
Royalty in our right
But we're ugly to the sight
Body counts

suppose to speak
But they promising the world till you realise
They be too broke to preach
Tell em bed time, go to sleep
Woah is me
You heard what they say

krabby patty style
Your drive to get money...so low it's crazy like the family guy
I just came to talk to you boys, Dr King walk with you boys
I gave you

hard to keep on going with the thought etched in my mind
No matter how much I do right I'll still be wasting my time
If time is money I'm losin wealth by

suicide net
(Suicide net, you just need faith)

Dyllie! Immanuel, catch you when you fall
He the hand you held
Like even if you went and
Made your bed in

Listen to my joint, get high!
Hello beauty, call me daddy, it's bedtime
I'm on duty getting juicy in Bed-Stuy
I could hang you with your pitiful

the same room I use a toilet
Banged up in the vile
Prison ain't like no film
Slept on that bunk bed with no quilt
One year, six years came by and flew
Memory

No games run the rope chain and the cocaine
Or get burned like flaming propane
The king whose name rings from Beijing
To Spokane we love blue Benjis

resist
Every time I try to hide
She drags me down right by her side

I had it coming yet I keep sucking her dry
Until she begs me to stop
She made me king

I might as well switch my name to yolo

Cause I’m bout to rush you to the bed green light go

I turn the light on and her skin start to glow

sitting Gucci making bread with the dough,
I done slept in fifty King Louis beds all alone,
When I have a minute I’mma text you from the road,

I got 9

and pillaged
It was at age six
First time I noticed opium residue on my fathers fingertips
By eleven I was stealing my mamas cigarettes
God forgive him I been

stair
40 cal by the bed I’m just gripped with fear
Tryna come up on some food aint enough to share But i still ate and you was still right there
David

covers in the bed you lay on
You finna discover what was said was way wrong
Praise on don't want to phase y'all
Don't want to sway y'all from this TRUTH

Gonna hold them down 
I aint gonna pick them up
Demons have been found 
All fucked up 
All fucked up
Mask off man I see clearer 
Stabbed in the back by

rejected when she threw at me
Instead I got in bed that's where my path was lead
Entranced by her head she blowing on me like Nintendo games
Except she

hash it
Experimented I don't like wine I don't like acid
I've had a whole lot of my ships sunken by enemies
Partly cause I'd rather be working nights

of broken hearts

Dirt Bike Kings and Criminal Queens on Venetta Street 
Kite string tangling up in my limbs and with the leaves 
of An old Mesquite Tree I

Come and get me right, right, right
Girl don’t feed me lies, lies, lies
Want you like breakfast in bed babe
Take you off To Saint-Tropez
And you know

of a Bentley and we got on rings
Riding in the streets shouting scary things
The Boys in town and we hunting clowns
Couple Kings with a couple crowns (dank

rack, legendary night cap
Stacks she be getting, naughty by nature my name writing on that kitten baby
The cookie on Bombay, put it on the menu out

channel with wall to wall shite

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
They've barcoded Jesus stuck a paper hat on his head
Like cattle we're seething let's