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No Hard Feelings

No Hard Feelings

Billy WoodsYouTube

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Black astronaut, cop a space suit and jet off my steps

Challenger launch burnin' bright, burn to death

Burn in the firmament, charbroiled, catch the hair

Black boy burned crisp, pursed black lips

Black marionettes dance limp, over the pit

The kindly ones distant as the winter's sun

A mad woman whistlin', you can hear it if you listen

That's that empty pipe hissin', that's him crying and twitchin'

That's the vanishing point in the distance

Between us just the glass thickness

Cracked mirrors flash rictus

Skin pulled tight to the skull, that's the sickness

Seepin' through my leaky windows and broke fixtures

Guess who in the vestibule like, "You can't smoke that here, mister"

Nah man, you can't smoke that here (Gotta go, man. You gotta go)

No hard feelings, no hard feelings, no hard feelings

It's scars when you done healing

It's malls topped with broken glass, I'll show you slum village

It starts to come back from the grave, again and again, grinnin'

It's winnin', it's winnin', it's winnin', it's winnin'

Brother hopped out that new car smellin' like no hard feelings

Aftertaste bitter melon and lemon peelings

Heat rises so it's high ceilings

I pay rent on the tenth like they stealin'

Like they stealin' (like they stealin'), like they stealin'

If the nigga by the furnace in the basement of the building

After all that, she no-showed

The suite already paid for, so I toweled the door and smoked dope

Kulture Kush crossed True Gold

After a couple of texts, I left it alone (Left it alone)

Ice melted but the champagne still cold

Channel flippin', clickin' the remote

The home team losin' at home

An attack on the train, persons unknown

Baking shows, cold cases solved and closed

I dozed, woke up and "no hard feelings" was all it said on my phone

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