Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wing$, artist - Macklemore.
Date of issue: 08.10.2012
Song language: English
Wing$ |
I was seven years old, when I got my first pair |
And I stepped outside |
And I was like, «Momma, this air bubble right here, it’s gonna make me fly» |
I hit that court and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high |
I touched the net, «Mom, I touched the net,"this is the best day of my life |
Air Maxes were next, |
That air bubble, that mesh |
The box, the smell, the stuffin', the tread, |
At school |
I was so cool |
I knew that I couldn’t crease 'em |
My friends couldn’t afford 'em |
Four stripes on their Adidas |
On the court I wasn’t the best, but my kicks were like the pros |
Yo, I stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo |
Nike Air Flight, book bag was so dope |
And then my friend Carlos' brother got murdered for his Fours, whoa |
See he just wanted a jump shot, but they wanted his Starter coat, though |
Didn’t wanna get caught, from Genesee Park to Othello |
You’d get clowned for those Pro Wings, with the Velcro |
Those were not tight |
I was trying to fly without leaving the ground, |
Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right |
Wanted to be him, |
I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim |
I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in, |
I wanted what he had, America, it begins |
I want to fly |
Can you take me far away? |
Give me a star to reach for |
Tell me what it takes |
And I’ll go so high |
I’ll go so high |
My feet won’t touch the ground |
Just stitch my wings |
And pull the strings |
I bought these dreams |
That all fall down |
We want what we can’t have, commodity makes us want it |
So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it |
Got to show 'em, so exclusive, this that new shit |
A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes I would never hoop in |
Look at me, look at me, I’m a cool kid |
I’m an individual, yeah, but I’m part of a movement |
My movement told me be a consumer and I consumed it |
They told me to just do it, I listened to what that swoosh said |
Look at what that swoosh did |
See it consumed my thoughts |
Are you stupid, don’t crease 'em, just leave 'em in that box |
Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk |
That’s my air bubble and I’m lost if it pops |
We are what we wear, we wear what we are |
But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all |
Will I stand for change or stay in my box |
These Nikes help me define me, but I’m trying to take mine off |
I want to fly |
Can you take me far away? |
Give me a star to reach for |
Tell me what it takes |
And I’ll go so high |
I’ll go so high |
My feet won’t touch the ground |
Just stitch my wings |
And pull the strings |
I bought these dreams |
That all fall down |
They started out with what I wear to school |
That first day, like these are what make you cool |
And this pair, this would be my parachute |
So much more than just a pair of shoes |
Nah, this is what I am |
What I wore, this is the source of my youth |
This dream that they sold to you |
For a hundred dollars and some change |
Consumption is in the veins |
And now I see it’s just another pair of shoes |