Billy Woods No Hard Feelings
Black astronaut, cop space suit and jet off my steps
Challenger launch burnin' bright, burnin' death
Burnin' 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 leakin' windows and broke fixtures
Guess who in the vestibulŠµ like, "you can't smoke that herŠµ mister"
Nah man, you can't smoke that here
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'
If the nigga by the furnace in the basement of a building
After all that, she no show
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
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