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Cover Up

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[Intro: spoken, fierce female rapper, a tattoo machine buzzing] Nine o'clock walk-in. Cover-up. Forearm Sit down. I know the arm [Verse 1: fierce confident female rapper] Eleven years I been inkin' at the Lucky Needle on Pine Fixin' every name somebody swore would last a lifetime Busted hearts and wedding dates and baby mamas' cursive I bury what you used to love and make it look on purpose Then the bell rang, and in walked Dez, and my needle didn't stop Sleeve already rolled up, and my name across the top Says his new girl hates it, and she wants it gone by eight Asked me, could I do it, then the motherfucker asked me for a rate I said, "Baby, I'm a professional. Have a seat. Relax" And I loaded up the black like I was loadin' up an ax [Hook: fierce confident female rapper] You want a cover-up? I been coverin' for you Every lie you ever told, I told it for you too Now you want me gone so pretty nobody can tell Sit still. I cover up real well [Verse 2: fierce confident female rapper, colder, hour two] Hour two, he's sweatin', and I ain't said a word Let the needle do the talkin', it's the truest thing he's heard I covered your rent in March, I covered your mama's lights I covered you at Christmas when you didn't come home two nights Told your boss you had the flu, told your sister you were good Told myself that you would change, like I really thought you would Now he's starin' at the ceilin' while I'm shadin' in the eyes Orange, black, a tiger comin' up through all the lines Biggest cat I ever did, and I'm givin' it my all Best work in my whole career, and he's starin' at the wall [Hook: fierce confident female rapper] You want a cover-up? I been coverin' for you Every lie you ever told, I told it for you too Now you want me gone so pretty nobody can tell Sit still. I cover up real well [Bridge: spoken, fierce female rapper, the machine clicks off] Hold still. Last pass Go look in the mirror. Tell me what you see Yeah. It's beautiful. Your girl's gonna love it [Verse 3: fierce confident female rapper, quicker, hour three] Here's the part he won't catch till a summer at the lake Somebody tilts their head and says, "Hold up, is that a name?" Every stripe across that tiger is a letter if you look Read it slow from wrist to elbow, you can read me like a book I ain't erase a single letter, I just hid it in the fur Now your new girl's gonna kiss my name every night and purr Charged you double for the shadin', and you tipped me on the way Best cover I ever did, 'cause I'm the one that stays [Final Hook: female vocalist belts it full voice, the band hits harder] You wanted a cover-up, I covered you for years Paid your bills and told your lies and dried your crocodile tears Now you wear me every day and nobody can tell Ain't no cover-up, baby. I just hid myself real well [Outro: spoken, fierce female rapper] Next [End]