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Broken Wing
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Broken Wing was released on October 22, 2025 by KZM MUSIC LLC, Distributed by EngineEars as a part of the album so we shot them down!
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Release DateOctober 22, 2025
LabelKZM MUSIC LLC, Distributed by EngineEars
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Moss
Kenny Moss
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenny Moss
Kenny Moss
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Cannister
Sean Cannister
Engineer, Producer
Stoic
Stoic
Producer

Lyrics

Now I’m
Flyin wit a broken wing
Can hardly move the damn thing
I’m tryin but ain’t got it back
And damn do that pavement sting
Still trying but I’m fallin flat
Remember being damn free
I guess I am again in fact
But in theory I ain’t
A motherfucking damn thing
I guess that I’m deliry
I thought I was a damn king
And all y'all would hear me
But instead I’m getting pampering
I’m sick, sure it’s endearing
But only if you can’t see
In reality you sheering
All my greenery
I can’t breath
No oxygen is near me
See the scenery is cool
I guess the hawks I’m seein clearly
And they seein how I rule
Over space I should be fearing
Then gettin mad at fool
Despite my wing I keep it steering
Keep it flying with a broken wing
I know they eyeing see me as another token wing
I thrive in silence flyin high above all of the greed
Although they dying, I know that my life is mines to keep
Believe
I keep it flying with a broken wing
I know they eyeing see me as another token wing
I thrive in silence flyin high above all of the greed
Although they dying, I know that my life is mines to keep
Believe
A little bit clumsy, when I flutter, do it humbly
I been a bit hungry, in the gutter, feelin crummy
I see it ain’t sunny, but it’s summer, think it’s funny
I ain’t seein money, but I’ll cut it like it’s on trees
Or growing in the bushes
I’m wise but I don’t look it
Swear I had three times
But out the sky man someone took it
Shit done got me hot
My response? For me to cook it
They said that I’m the top?
It’s the shots that got me bookin
See I lost some to hawks
A couple others, crookin
I seen some turn to cop
And you can bet your ass they crooked
I wish that it would stop
All the violence and the hookin
Even take you from your job
Need them papers like a bookend
It’s really got me worried
What the future might be lookin
Might fly off in a flurry
Only if the Boeings working
See I’m judging like a jury
And I see that wing is broken
It takes one to know one
You’ll get shot down, with no gun
Keep it flying with a broken wing
I know they eyeing see me as another token wing
I thrive in silence flyin high above all of the greed
Although they dying, I know that my life is mines to keep
Believe
I keep it flying with a broken wing
I know they eyeing see me as another token wing
I thrive in silence flyin high above all of the greed
Although they dying, I know that my life is mines to keep
Believe
I sleep when the moon is out
Except that I don’t
I like to see people, move the crowd
Except that I won’t
I like to think that if two’s a crowd
Then seven’s a boat
Don’t like beef, or intrusive cows
Who step on my toes
See I only got 3, so don’t make me lose a third of 'em
They sayin it’s good luck, every time I drop a turd on 'em
See I keep my feather tucked, for writing every verse of him
Don’t do it for the buck, see Kenny Moss just want the bird that’s dumb
So basically a pigeon
Done lost all my religion
Don’t think I lost my God
See, those two things are different
I did go lose my job
To find another one is cripplin
I don’t live life like a slob
But more so like a pigeon
See some y'all is doves
Actin pure when y'all still shittin
And rollin all up in it
Smell like roses Dre was pickin
Some of y'all is metal
Smell corrosion, and emissions
Got them broken feathers, broken nose, and a broken engine
See they don’t care bout lives
Only bout they fuckin pension
And they don’t care for safety, only care for what’s efficient
The price to tell the truth, might lose your life and lose your mission
They’ll tell them it’s a suicide, although you said it isn’t
Okay
How many birds are watching it?
For a minute I been clockin it
They build 'em half assed, then they want you put your stock in it
It truly is some shocking shit
And duely now the clock gon tick
Shit is broken, but they fly it actin like it’s not and shit
Keep it flying with a broken wing
I know they eyeing see me as another token wing
I thrive in silence flyin high above all of the greed
Although they dying, I know that my life is mines to keep
Believe
I keep it flying with a broken wing
I know they eyeing see me as another token wing
I thrive in silence flyin high above all of the greed
Although they dying, I know that my life is mines to keep
Believe
Written by: Kenny Moss
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