"When It Doesn't Start With A Kiss" lyrics

Diamonds
Uh, yeah, uh

Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
How does it- uh

Groove me
On the one, fuck a two, three
Once upon a blue dream
Been in cream and linen
Watching blood on the moon drip
Drag bones to the boom-bip
New light, exploded back from the womb pit
New myths, new names
I'ma scream my way out
I'm all the way in
(How does it feel? How does it feel?)
Takin' pause, if you can lose, you can find it
(How does it feel? How does it feel?)
Tell me what it said
No detail concealed
It's all in the feel
Naming names, even when it hurts
Purpose of the pain
Back in places, cycles, residual loops
Skin of tooth been pressed for a few
We the only blacks in the rock climb
There's no comfort in fact sometimes
Speak it out my mouth
With the tooth knocked out
When the gold got shaped
When the opal first set
Temple jewels
They said I had to hold my head
They said I had to hold my head
I felt more like myself
I felt more like myself
I felt more like myself

How does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, uh, how does it- (Feel)

SpongeBob to Poseidon, I got the operation tightened
Supersedin' indictment in iglesias on Dyckman, my high heightened
A piece of the sky priceless, but you know me
I toss it in the recycling
Lost that university stipend, tossed ricin in USPS for the excitements
Tossed and turned all night, I was frightened
The sun came like a jailer jangling keys, jaunty
Black zombie, cheekbones Ashanti
Gold coast when I tap in, it's a palm tree
Your catalog black Abercrombie
My crypt a multi-layerered pyramid, Ponzi
Scissoring sapphists engraved in the concrete
Triggerin' hoteps, I'm sniggerin' with the aunties
True story, I forgot four zips in the laundry
I was sweatin', fearful
Went back the next day, she calmly gave me the laundry
Leaned in and said, "Papi, be careful"

They lied when they said it wasn't enough
They lied when they said it wasn't enough
Meet me in the float tank
I got boomers in my system
View the mood, cricket lullaby
Feelin sick and vicious in a silent west
Name your opps without saying the system
Specificity matters
Numbers snitchin', who might die today?
I don't know
A world they didn't save was in its final day
Sit Black and humble
When didn't niggas wanna fly away?
Entire empire required the fire rain
Eyes covered their bodies right where I came
My seed present and accounted for
My old earth deserves celebration
Ameen, ameen, amen