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Cover One Video (MV)




Performed By: Tyrone Briggs
Language: English
Length: 4:58
Written by: Jesse Blum, Tyrone Briggs, Joshi George




Tyrone Briggs - Cover One Lyrics
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Uh
It's one of those
Uh
Police getting me and my siblings dressed
I haven't seen my mom in a few days
Was 8 but my face said 11 due to the stress
Without the answers how am I gone pass this test
In foster care for five, without moms for five
She got us back after five, after five she done, shit
She was sick since she was five
Found myself making music to bottle up what's inside
The outcome I did a lot without putting out an album
Opened up for Drake and Nas
Was featured on major blogs
My songs on television
Every song I tell a vision
My nigga how can they doubt him
I just want my kids in the best schools
And show my new girl be with me is the best move
Whoever thought be in the space that we are
I'm the prime example that people do change in due time
For better or worst
I made mistakes due to poor decisions
I just hope when I propose that its all forgiven
Made it a job disguising my securities
Watching these labels shop
You would think that it's lost prevention, listen
Balance between family and entertainments
An oxymoron basically it's complicated
I had the patience to prepare properly
What's the purpose of having the juice if it ain't concentrated
Think about the legends that done came before me
Up most respect is what I give them guys
I use to want success, the fame and the glory
Until I got hip to the business side
Realest things learned by roaming this earth
Know who are before knowing your worth
Appreciate your struggle, cuz there's somebody else that's going through worst
No matter how much money's offered, your happiness come first look
Story of a young man turned grown up
Raising a young man while still trying to grow up
Keeping his head in order trying to shift the culture
20 years with no new artist
I'm getting back what they owe us
My music is real, I really live it
Giving niggas the real, but still don't get it twisted
I'm coming here for real
Y'all really coming with gimmicks
A generous entrepreneur I'll give you niggas the business
Machine spitter, trigger spraying
Quick to give the business, craving
Scripture painting pictures for them niggas in the trenches banging
Ripping shit
Still deliver the hits for the kids I'm raising
I win in four different angles cross ventilation
Mean with it
Flow ballistic when speaking quotes
You get meme with it
Your words pictured to be a joke
I'm in rare form can't even compare to yall dudes
Rapping niggas pathetic, your records are Sara Marshall
Dominance never missing a shot I'm Stoichovic
My goals is to get ahead
Opposite of soccer shit
Logically who got this shit
Rhymers so use to dropping bricks
Y'all can probably build projects with the lines y'all been rhyming with
Missionary the game that mean I'm on top of it
I'm going raw like I'm on top with no condom in
Rappers is wack and I'm being modest
Don't even care bout election, let alone music politics
My mission here is make sure niggas disappear
Bring that real back like I'm bating fish on that fishing gear
Code name Rogaine everything we growing is authentic here
You're much of a Counterfeit as kitchen wear
Your baby moms be that groupie
Going in for the sack and I must be the open QB
Truly she got impressed with
A Staten dude
Fresh kicks mean, clothes nice
Outfits manic depressive
Blessed to make it happen
I'mg etting to that bag and nahh I ain't made it rapping
But I paid more in taxes than y'all done made in rapping
Same dude bottle sipping
Sativa that keep my head high like I'm optimistic
Grew with no pot to piss in
With dreams to ball like Pippen
But the only time we seen a court was through the foster system
Four siblings and we moved so much
You've would've swore we lived in uhaul trucks
Now that I got mines my only chance is to move on up
Throw concerts where I grew on up
No conversing with verses
Them kind of verse will get your career conversed
Soul in a box after lacing you stars up
Wack niggas I hate yall
Til I get the chance to replace y'all
Y'all get no breaks, better call State Farm
Make songs and say y'all don't rap in conversation
You trying to avoid having to face bars like PBA Cards
We ain't the same nah
I'm on some different shit
Creatively explicit
I put the art in articulate
Encrypted penmanship
Spit a vivid description
As a Hypochondriac
Can't tell me I'm not sick with it
Dragging my feet and been trending since the beginning shit
No mega drive, but the 16s bit since Genesis
Guess I got my point across
Wabbie this how I'm a finish it
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Uh
It's one of those
Uh
Police getting me and my siblings dressed
I haven't seen my mom in a few days
Was 8 but my face said 11 due to the stress
Without the answers how am I gone pass this test
In foster care for five, without moms for five
She got us back after five, after five she done, shit
She was sick since she was five
Found myself making music to bottle up what's inside
The outcome I did a lot without putting out an album
Opened up for Drake and Nas
Was featured on major blogs
My songs on television
Every song I tell a vision
My nigga how can they doubt him
I just want my kids in the best schools
And show my new girl be with me is the best move
Whoever thought be in the space that we are
I'm the prime example that people do change in due time
For better or worst
I made mistakes due to poor decisions
I just hope when I propose that its all forgiven
Made it a job disguising my securities
Watching these labels shop
You would think that it's lost prevention, listen
Balance between family and entertainments
An oxymoron basically it's complicated
I had the patience to prepare properly
What's the purpose of having the juice if it ain't concentrated
Think about the legends that done came before me
Up most respect is what I give them guys
I use to want success, the fame and the glory
Until I got hip to the business side
Realest things learned by roaming this earth
Know who are before knowing your worth
Appreciate your struggle, cuz there's somebody else that's going through worst
No matter how much money's offered, your happiness come first look
Story of a young man turned grown up
Raising a young man while still trying to grow up
Keeping his head in order trying to shift the culture
20 years with no new artist
I'm getting back what they owe us
My music is real, I really live it
Giving niggas the real, but still don't get it twisted
I'm coming here for real
Y'all really coming with gimmicks
A generous entrepreneur I'll give you niggas the business
Machine spitter, trigger spraying
Quick to give the business, craving
Scripture painting pictures for them niggas in the trenches banging
Ripping shit
Still deliver the hits for the kids I'm raising
I win in four different angles cross ventilation
Mean with it
Flow ballistic when speaking quotes
You get meme with it
Your words pictured to be a joke
I'm in rare form can't even compare to yall dudes
Rapping niggas pathetic, your records are Sara Marshall
Dominance never missing a shot I'm Stoichovic
My goals is to get ahead
Opposite of soccer shit
Logically who got this shit
Rhymers so use to dropping bricks
Y'all can probably build projects with the lines y'all been rhyming with
Missionary the game that mean I'm on top of it
I'm going raw like I'm on top with no condom in
Rappers is wack and I'm being modest
Don't even care bout election, let alone music politics
My mission here is make sure niggas disappear
Bring that real back like I'm bating fish on that fishing gear
Code name Rogaine everything we growing is authentic here
You're much of a Counterfeit as kitchen wear
Your baby moms be that groupie
Going in for the sack and I must be the open QB
Truly she got impressed with
A Staten dude
Fresh kicks mean, clothes nice
Outfits manic depressive
Blessed to make it happen
I'mg etting to that bag and nahh I ain't made it rapping
But I paid more in taxes than y'all done made in rapping
Same dude bottle sipping
Sativa that keep my head high like I'm optimistic
Grew with no pot to piss in
With dreams to ball like Pippen
But the only time we seen a court was through the foster system
Four siblings and we moved so much
You've would've swore we lived in uhaul trucks
Now that I got mines my only chance is to move on up
Throw concerts where I grew on up
No conversing with verses
Them kind of verse will get your career conversed
Soul in a box after lacing you stars up
Wack niggas I hate yall
Til I get the chance to replace y'all
Y'all get no breaks, better call State Farm
Make songs and say y'all don't rap in conversation
You trying to avoid having to face bars like PBA Cards
We ain't the same nah
I'm on some different shit
Creatively explicit
I put the art in articulate
Encrypted penmanship
Spit a vivid description
As a Hypochondriac
Can't tell me I'm not sick with it
Dragging my feet and been trending since the beginning shit
No mega drive, but the 16s bit since Genesis
Guess I got my point across
Wabbie this how I'm a finish it
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Writer: Jesse Blum, Tyrone Briggs, Joshi George
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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