Wings Lyrics - Saul Williams

[Intro: Vic Mensa and Pharrell Williams] 

(Wings, wings, wings) 

P, this shit beautiful 

(Spread my wings, wings, wings, spread my wings) 

Just let me think about my life 

(And fly, fly, fly, fly) 

Where I wanna go, and where I been 

(Fly, fly, fly) 

Turn the headphones up 

[Verse 1] 

Take me away from all the drama man, I miss the old days 

With all of these backstabbers i feel like The O'Jays 

I wanna open up my parachute but it's cold playing this role when you never been the type to role play 

There's something about this game and it fucks with you mentally 

Like football players leaving the league with traumatic brain injuries 

And eventually, you'll never be the same as you were 

Then you look back at your life and everything is a blur 

Like did I really turn 23 and see a mill before 24? 

Did I really blow it all like a hand grenade in the middle of a civil war? 

Am I still down with the same niggas that I came in with? Do they value my friendship? 

Or do they just love the attention? 

Not to mention my girlfriends, what went wrong? 

Did they do me too right? 

Am I the same as the snakes? Is the past coming back to bite? 

Did I waste too many days? Did I fight too many nights? 

Will they love me when I die? Will I ever learn to fly? 

[Hook: Pharrell Williams] 

Spread my wings (wings, wings) 

Use my wings (wings, wings) 

Spread my wings (wings, wings) 

And fly (fly, fly, fly) 

Fly 

Fly 

Fly 

Use my wings 

[Verse 2] 

Introduction to Victor, not Vic Mensa 

The one you never meet in a XXL issue 

I got so many issues, I should be my own publisher 

The beat is my therapist, Skateboard, paint the picture 

A portrait of the artist formally known as Vic 

I read the signs I was close to overdose like Prince 

Picking pill pieces up out of the bathroom sink 

Like an armored truck ride in the rink 

I'd probably be a vegetable if not for medical attention 

My self destructive habits have me itching like Tyrone Biggums 

In the cyclone of my own addiction 

The voices in my head keep talking, I don't wanna listen 

"You'll never be good enough nigga you never was 

Nobody fucking needs you, you should just jump off the bridge 

You hurt everyone around you, you impossible to love 

I don't want you to live, I wish you were fucking dead 

I wish you were never born, we would all be better for it 

I don't love you I don't like you, like a fucking metaphor 

Fuck everyone song you ever done, you lie to everyone 

And ask them to tell the truth when that's something you never done 

You a fucking embarrassment, how dare you win 

Nigga, you let the devil in 

You're still a drug addict, you're nothing without your medicine 

Go and run to your sedatives, you can't run forever Vic" 

Climb the tallest building and spread your wings 

[Hook: Pharrell Williams] 

Spread my wings (wings, wings) 

Use my wings (wings, wings) 

Spread my wings (wings, wings) 

And fly (fly, fly, fly) 

Fly 

Fly 

Fly 

Here's my 

[Outro: Saul Williams and Vic Mensa] 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky 

(The answer to the questions that wings are) 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky 

(The metaphor for birds is eternal) 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky 

(Spread my wings, and fly) 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky (spread your wings) 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky (spread your wings and fly) 

Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping 

Falling, falling, falling to the sky 

Good Evening