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Wings
Hip-Hop
Wings è stato pubblicato il 1 febbraio 2023 da StandPoint come parte dell'album Brain Waves
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Data di uscita1 febbraio 2023
EtichettaStandPoint
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM94

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Standpoint
Standpoint
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Adrian
James Adrian
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Standpoint
Standpoint
Producer

Testi

They used to write about truth and light. Now, they choose to
abuse the mic to boost their hype with some views and likes. I sighted
promise in quite a few who faded quick. Others
made it and blew the one opportunity they would get. Paid to
sit and occupy a position of company retail operation
system representative assistant to the sister sub-division
district supervisor or some occupation on nobody’s
trade of interest. Wishing for any time but now any
time but now.place but here. Every case of beer reminds ‘em how
many wasted years have kept a wider smile on the
face of fear. Decent days work/measly wage. Monotonous
as that copy machine stacking a piece of paper. Coffee and
crème’ll wash down something to keep you paced for this
week to week behavior. You need to seek savior. I ain’t
sure what this is supposed to mean. I just hope it
brings a spark to start fixing your broken dreams.
Broken dreams. It’s just like dopamine as I float upstream.
So it seems. I sailed across an ocean for the boat to sink.
Broken dreams. It’s just like dopamine as I float upstream.
So it seems. I guess I’ll never take flight with these open wings.
I dug ditches fifteen feet deep, depleted
in a hundred and three degree heat. A least it beat the
hell out of that TV station, playing infomercials where
they replaced me with some bitch that smelled like a ninja turtle.
Then, I worked as a shop clerk pricing merchandise, you
know. God’s work, but a lot worse with no job perks. If I
learned one lesson of value, for what it’s worth, it’s this
personality. It was never cut out for customer service.
I preferred Army boots soaked in blood from lugging a ruck
sack on my shoulders until my toes opened up. As luck
had it, I cheated death. Avoided the greasy mess of Middle-
East war when I PCS’d three weeks before the boys left.
They deployed and I can’t even tell ‘em “Peace, be blessed,”
‘cause I’m not the one robbed of an easy rest. Soaking wet in
cold sweats. Dead soldiers are owed this debt. I won’t forget.
It’s far from over. These dreams ain’t broken, yet.
Success is measured in milligrams. I will advance as
long as there’s still a chance. Skills enhance
No longer known for boasting most men don’t know how to
slow their role let alone hold control over their own emotion.
The time will come to find the one underlying
undefined light shining bright as the blinding sun. I ain’t
sure what this is supposed to mean. I just hope it
brings a spark to start fixing your broken dreams.
Broken dreams. It’s just like dopamine as I float upstream.
So it seems. I sailed across an ocean for the boat to sink.
Broken dreams. It’s just like dopamine as I float upstream.
So it seems. Now, watch me take flight with these open wings.
Written by: James Adrian
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