Текст песни Wings - K.A.A.N.
Lord,
Lord
Yeah,
alright
let's
do
it
Ooh,
and
I
just
pray
to
God
that
we
survive,
that
we
survive
I
asked
the
lord
to
give
us
wings
so
we
could
fly,
so
we
could
fly
And
I
just
had
a
premonition
that
I
died,
I
died
And
now
I
can
not
go
to
sleep,
I'm
fucking
terrified
Damn,
god
damn,
damn.
I
pray
that
the
lord
forgive
me
for
my
sins,
me
for
my
sins,
me
for
my
sins
And
I
feel
like
I'm
going
to
hell
but
I
pray
to
my
god
that
this
isn't
the
end,
damn
Ain't
nobody
that
will
ever
get
up
on
a
beat
competing
with
these
poets
Competing
with
this
notion,
a
murder
with
a
villain,
spilling
my
devotion
Is
at
a
higher
level
so
people
have
never
seen
it
Can't
feed
a
nigga
the
purpose
to
[?]
from
any
minute
To
finding
the
root
of
happiness,
oh
it
really
exists
Insisted
you
said
to
press
play
and
sift
Through
the
words
of
a
nigga
that
presented
you
a
gift
When
I
hit
em
with
the
real
it
make
the
people
feel
It
never
made
em
feel
that
you
should
reconsider
Get
em
with
the
venom
I'm
finding
it
kind
of
funny
Exaggerations
of
money
Have
saturated
us
out
with
[?]
sayonara
Disintegrated
your
energy
Emphasizing
with
empathy
Empathetic
erratic,
oh
Created
this
sympathy
Formulated
a
plan
with
the
lyrics
I've
written
Suicidal
psychopath
someone
save
me,
don't
forgive
me
Lord!
Do
you
even
hear
me
when
a
motherfucker
talkin
I'm
takin
all
of
my
pain
and
make
it
the
center
piece
And
I'm
open
to
promiscuity
that
you
promised
to
never
pass
Thinkin
all
the
pain
that
I'm
feeling
will
probably
really
last
Living
in
the
past
with
my
negative
type
of
mind
state
[?]
Confess
I
dealt
with
depression
I
was
suicidal
as
an
adolescence
I
was
steady
stessin
Lookin
for
the
reason
anybody
should
live
with
all
my
fucking
isolation
I
know
you
see
what
it
did
I'm
paranoid,
I'm
talkin
to
myself,
a
nigga
wanted
out
But
I
was
sitting
in
the
corner
Feeling
like
a
loner
Contemplating
what
what
the
fuck
a
nigga
finna
do
I
got
a
blade
and
a
bottle
of
pills
to
keep
it
real
I
be
taking
every
one
till
a
nigga
feel
ill
I
don't
wanna
be
insane
But
there
was
no
one
to
blame
Slit
wrists
Blood
drips
It
dissipated
my
pain
Fuck!
Kill
em
with
the
flow,
I
said
I'm
minding
my
business
So
what
the
fuck
are
niggas
spending
the
[?]
feeling
Repetitive
the
plan
is
develop
a
sentence
They
hearin,
it
wasn't
becoming
dependent
I'm
picking
up
a
pack
a
pencil
I
could
paint
a
batch
of
pictures
depicting
my
whole
story
And
given
my
whole
life
find
a
nigga
in
the
gutter
Succumb
into
his
advice
Called
Christ
mother
fucker
The
relic
of
sacrifice
And
I
wanna
be
the
greatest
So
that
you
cannot
debate
it
Never
talked
to
mother
fuckers
or
suckers
that
could
not
take
it
[?]
What
I'm
doing,
proving
hatred
eliminated
them
all
Considering
me
the
god
Disintegrating
my
opponents,
I'm
leaving
people
apart
Yeah,
heh
heh,
yeah
Disintegrate
my
opponents,
I'm
leaving
people
apart
Disintegrate
my
opponents,
I'm
leaving
people
apart
My
nigga
I
pray
to
the
lord
that
we
make
it
Salvation
is
neat,
being
faded,
sedated
I'm
soaking
and
sending
my
secrets
forsaken
But
lately
my
nigga,
I
don't
give
a
fuck
Marijuana
induces
my
paranoia
Fuck
it,
I'm
freeing
my
mind
like
a
mason
When
facing
a
J
I'm
adjacent
to
Jason
Masking
my
pain,
in
to
racing
and
aching
Investing
into
all
of
my
business
The
labels
just
want
a
percentage
The
concept
of
branding
an
image
Wait
niggas
just
really
don't
get
KAAN
Branding
an
image
They
my
mother
fucking
niggas
And
I'm
getting
premonitions
Scribbling
all
my
writtens
The
difference
between
sleeping
and
having
a
fucking
vision
Is
I
plotted
for
the
profit
The
plot
properly
thickens
Lucid
dreaming,
reality
A
percentage
maintains
society
Religion,
pussy,
power,
puppet
politicians
Praying
that
a
nigga
fucking
flip
a
key
Make
examples
out
of
niggas
tryin
me
Money,
pussy
not
defining
me
They
compare
you
to
your
own
companions
Now
them
same
niggas
be
your
new
rivalries
Lord,
why
these
niggas
wanna
plot
on
me
They
throwin
shade,
takin
shots
at
me
So
I'm
ridin
round
with
that
pocket
rocket
James
Harden
when
I
pop
a
three,
nigga
You
either
gettin
paid
or
you
gettin
played
And
if
you
ain't
with
it
than
you
in
the
way
So
nigga,
fuck
what
a
fuck
nigga
gotta
say
now
1 Concealed the Outro
2 Soul
3 Hi
4 Wings
5 Tell Me
6 Sorrow
7 Illumination
8 Stress
9 N.C.S
10 Lonely
11 Tendencies, Pt. 1
12 Love
13 Tendencies, Pt. 2
14 La La
15 Jazz
16 Skyfall
17 Valley of Pain
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