Music Video

Kenny Mason - Metal Wings (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Mason
Kenny Mason
Performer
SKUFL
SKUFL
Programming
DvD X
DvD X
Programming
Julián Cruz
Julián Cruz
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin Green
Edwin Green
Composer
Julián Cruz
Julián Cruz
Composer
Widnick Prevalon
Widnick Prevalon
Composer
David Crooms
David Crooms
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Mason
Kenny Mason
Producer
SKUFL
SKUFL
Additional Producer
DvD X
DvD X
Additional Producer
Julián Cruz
Julián Cruz
Producer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I think God is a dog, a bitch Tongue hangin out, 'cause your squad a lick When my grandma died, she took my heart, it split Now I am the light in the dark, it's lit I want everything, every motherfuckin' thing I was seventeen (free), auntie put me on the street And I met a queen in the belly of the beast And I barely had a thing in my belly, I ain't eat Big metal wings (boom) In my back now, they growing back Devil wings Ever since that, Scotty kept a strap Every day Since my partner lost his mama, he ain't been the same When I'm alone, I don't give a fuck 'bout anything They know I'm second to no one I want your breakfast and your lunch I don't leave seconds for no one I know they cap on they records I don't respect where they come from I know the fake from the real By the way that it feel, yeah Big dog Hanging in the wind And I came to win Count it up again Big dog, dog I can breathe again Feel it in my hands Count it up again Big dog Hanging in the wind And I came to win Count it up again Big dog, dog I can breathe again Feel it in my hands Count it up again White wing Pit, jump the fence for your neck Knew you was a simp off the rip, I finesse (Jugg) Thuggin' on the 'net, fuck that, where you at? I'ma get respect from the 3 to the deck I'm straight from Campbellton, raised with animals Niggas got sticks like candles and mops like janitors, bruh, on God If it jam on you, I'll be praying for you Hope it only hit the skin on you if it land on you Big dog Hanging in the wind And I came to win Count it up again Big dog, dog I can breathe again Feel it in my hands Count it up again Big dog Hanging in the wind And I came to win Count it up again Big dog, dog I can breathe again Feel it in my hands Count it up again Da-na, na-na, na-na, na Da, da-da, da-da, da Da-na, na-na, na-na, na Da-da, da-da, da-da, da Big dog
Writer(s): Widnick Prevalon, Jose Julian De La Cruz Jr, Edwin Green, David Crooms Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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