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Datos de Vic Mensa Nombre Verdadero: Víctor Kwesi MensahNombre Artístico: Vic MensaDonde Nació: Chicago, Illinois, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 06 de junio de 1993Edad: 31Nacionalidad: EstadounidenseGénero(s): Hip hop, R&BActividad: 2009 - ActualidadInstrumentos: VozOcupación: Rapero, cantanteDisquera(s): Roc Nation, Def Jam, Capitol, Closed Sessions, Virgin EMIPágina Oficial: www.vicmensa.comRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién es Vic Mensa? Vic Mensa, cuyo nombre verdadero es Victor Kwesi Mensah, es un rapero y cantante estadounidense. Nació en Chicago, Illinois, Estados Unidos, el 6 de junio de 1993. Fue conocido por ser miembro del grupo Kids These Days, que se separó en mayo de 2013. También por ser uno de los fundadores del colectivo de hip-hop Savemoney. Entre sus éxitos musicales, están: "Almost There", "Rage", "No Chill", "16 Shots", "Down On My Luck", "Let U Know" y "Down For Some Ignorance". Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar Vic Mensa nació y creció en Estados Unidos, específicamente el barrio Hyde Park de Chicago. Su Madre es de Ghana y su madre es una estadounidense blanca. Asistió a la escuela secundaria Whitney M. Young Magnet y, cuando era estudiante de primer año, conoció al canciller Bennett de pasada (Bennett más tarde sería conocido como Chance the Rapper). Inicios de Vic Mensa en la Música Vic Mensa comenzó su carrera tras formar una banda, llamada Kids These Days en 2009. La banda eventualmente lanzaría dos proyectos, una obra extendida, titulada "Hard Times" en 2011. Después de la separación de la banda,
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Vic Mensa - Wings Lyrics


Wings
Wings, wings, wings
Yeah, P, this shit beautiful
Wings, wings, wings
Spread my wings, wings, wings
Just let me think about my life
And fly, fly
Where I wanna go, and where I been
Fly, fly, use my wings
Turn the headphones up
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 injury
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?
Spread my wings (wings, wings)
Use my wings (wings, wings)
Spread my wings (wings, wings)
And fly, fly
Fly, fly
Here's my wings
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 (yessir!)
A portrait of the artist formerly 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 brink
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, ni***, you never was
Nobody fuc*** 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 fuc*** 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 fuc*** metaphor
F*** everyone song you ever done, you lie to everyone
And ask them to tell the truth when that's something you never done
You're a fuc*** embarrassment, how dare you win, ni***, 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
Spread my wings (wings, wings)
Wings (wings, wings)
Use my wings (wings, wings)
Spread my wings (wings, wings)
And fly, fly
Fly, fly
Here's my
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 (fly)
Jumping, jumping, jumping, jumping
Falling, falling, falling to the sky (let's go)
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)

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