[00:00.000] 作词 : F. Porter for Happiest Africans (SESAC)
[00:00.140] 作曲 : Billy Woods/Preservation
[00:00.280] Black astronaut, cop space suit and jet off my steps
[00:04.506] Challenger launch burnin' bright, burnin' death
[00:07.598] Burnin' the firmament, charbroiled, catch the hair
[00:11.087] Black boy burned crisp, pursed black lips
[00:14.339] Black marionettes dance limp, over the pit
[00:17.904] The kindly ones distant as the winter's sun
[00:20.793] A mad woman whistlin', you can hear it if you listen
[00:23.922] That's that empty pipe hissin', that's him crying and twitchin'
[00:27.739] That's the vanishing point in the distance
[00:30.415] Between us just the glass thickness
[00:33.206] Cracked mirrors flash rictus
[00:35.377] Skin pulled tight to the skull, that's the sickness
[00:38.547] Seepin' through my leakin' windows and broke fixtures
[00:42.094] Guess who in the vestibulе like, "you can't smoke that herе mister"
[00:48.211] Nah man, you can't smoke that here (Gotta go)
[00:51.600] No hard feelings, no hard feelings, no hard feelings
[00:55.310] It's scars when you done healing
[00:57.282] It's malls topped with broken glass, I'll show you slum village
[01:00.765] It starts to come back from the grave, again and again grinnin'
[01:05.259] It's winnin', it's winnin', it's winnin', it's winnin'
[01:08.972] Brother hopped out that new car smellin' like no hard feelings
[01:13.415] Aftertaste bitter melon and lemon peelings
[01:16.122] Heat rises so it's high ceilings
[01:18.503] I pay rent on the tenth like they stealin'
[01:22.026] Like they stealin' (like they stealin'), like the stealin'
[01:26.075] If the n!gga by the furnace in the basement of a building
[01:31.626]
[01:35.771] After all that, she no show
[01:37.941]The suite already paid for, so I toweled the door and smoked weed
[01:42.448] Kulture Kush crossed True Gold
[01:44.265] After a couple of texts I left it alone
[01:46.903] Ice melted but the champagne still cold
[01:49.740] Channel flippin', clickin' the remote
[01:52.079] The home team losin' at home
[01:53.885] An attack on the train, persons unknown
[01:56.719] Baking shows, cold cases solved and closed
[01:59.703] I dozed, woke up and "no hard feelings" was all it said on my phone

作词 : F. Porter for Happiest Africans (SESAC)
作曲 : Billy Woods/Preservation
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 vestibulе like, "you can't smoke that herе mister"
Nah man, you can't smoke that here (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 the stealin'
If the n!gga 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 weed
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