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Coverups

by The Wilde

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1.
Good Day 01:38
We're gonna have a good day And all my homies gonna ride today And all these mommies look fly today And all we wanna do is get by today Hey, We're gonna have a good day And ain't nobody gotta cry today Cause ain't nobody gonna die today Save that drama for another day, hey
2.
In the car I just can't wait To pick you up on our very first date Is it cool if I hold your hand? Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance? Do you like my stupid hair? Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear? I'm just scared of what you think You make me nervous so I really can't eat Stacks on deck. Patron on ice. We can pop bottles all night Baby, you can have whatever you like I said, you can have whatever you like. Yeah Late night sex, so wet and so tight I'll gas up the jet for you tonight and baby you can go wherever you like I said, you can go wherever you like Yeah When you smile, I melt inside I'm not worthy for a minute of your time I really wish it was only me and you I'm jealous of everybody in the room Please don't look at me with those eyes Please don't hint that you're capable of lies I dread the thought of our very first kiss A target that I'm probably gonna miss Stacks on deck. Patron on ice. We can pop bottles all night Baby, you can have whatever you like I said, you can have whatever you like. Yeah Late night sex, so wet and so tight I'll gas up the jet for you tonight and baby you can go wherever you like I said, you can go wherever you like Yeah Shawty you the hottest. Love the way you drop it. Brain so good I could've sworn you went to college 100k deposits. Vacations in the tropics And everybody know it ain't tricking if you got it You ain't never ever gotta go in your wallet Long as I got rubber band banks up in my pocket 5 6 rides with rims and a body kit You ain't gotta downgrade you can get what I get My chick can have what she want And go in any store for any bag she wants I know you ain't never had a man like that To buy you anything your heart desire like that Yeah, I want your body, need your body. Long as you got me, you won't need nobody. You want it, I got it. Go get it, I'll buy it. Tell them other broke suckas be quiet. Stacks on deck. Patron on ice. We can pop bottles all night Baby, you can have whatever you like I said, you can have whatever you like. Yeah Late night sex, so wet and so tight I'll gas up the jet for you tonight and baby you can go wherever you like I said, you can go wherever you like Yeah
3.
You used to have all the answers And you, you still have them too And we, we live half in the daytime And we, we live half at night If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh why do I live this way? Hey Must be the Must be the Must be the money! If you want to go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh why must I feel this way? Hey, must be the Must be the Must be the money! I wanna find myself by the sea In another’s company By the sea I wanna go out to the pier I'm gonna dive and have no fear Cos you, you just know You just do If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh why do I live this way? Hey Must be the Must be the Must be the money! If you want to go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh why must I feel this way? Hey Must be the Must be the Must be the money! Watch things on VCRs With me and talk about big love I think we're superstars You say you think we are the best thing If you want to go and take a ride with me With me and talk about big love Oh why must I feel this way? You say you think we are the best thing Watch things on vcrs Smoke a L in the back of Benz-E I think we're superstars Must be the Must be the Must be the money!
4.
Bowl of cheerios gripped up in my left hand Balling like LeBron, but I'm less tan, sweating no headband Undercover x-man, posers I hex them Hear your shit, I treat it like my bitch, onto the next jam Just kidding, I treat my bitches with respect Talking politics to boys while they're kissing on my neck I'm Lex Luther, Carlos Boozer You wear your laces loose I rock my nikes looser The booster seats where I reside, puffing Mary J, bumpin Mary J Blige And I might go psycho when the mic goes in my hand Take my Flintstones vitamins Fixed gear bike I'm cycling Yeah I when I come in you see me stomping taters More popular than gefilte fish at a seder My calculators TI-89, you're stuck on 83 While you all wait in line, I'm on that VIP Feeling me moving the earth by millimeters with my words Fuck what you heard verses tighter than Ernie and Bert Dudes and girls they're lifting their shirts when they see me That's one of the perks, I'm basically the lady who merks Everything in sight I'm going berserk Let this be our little secret No one needs to know we're feeling Higher, and higher, and higher Higher, and higher, and higher Let this be our little secret No one needs to know we're feeling Higher, and higher, and higher Higher, and higher, and higher You dummies slower than molasses, I'm cutting classes As is I earned a perfect grade point average You're up to bat I'm Greg Maddux, si yo estoy Making every boys package happy call me almond joy Sharp shooter aim impeccable, roll with Dewey decimal The dopest animal from here to Senegal Flow so menstrual I need a tampon on the track Got a couple bars to kill it and some monkeys on my back I must admit I'm just a bit custom fitted Check this shit who wants to hit it Who am I kidding, everyone up in this city wanna get it Don't need a sidekick People treat my style like retainer molds and bite it Smoking, soaking up sun you think I'm done I've just begun Giant on the mic they're calling me Paul Bunyan Yakking on some purp' and sipping on some soda Tell me that I'm fresh I'm like no duh Let this be our little secret No one needs to know we're feeling Higher, and higher, and higher Higher, and higher, and higher Let this be our little secret No one needs to know we're feeling Higher, and higher, and higher Higher, and higher, and higher Let this be our little secret No one needs to know we're feeling Higher, and higher, and higher Higher, and higher, and higher
5.
Remember when my first meal was school lunch Now I spit a 16 straight with no punch Remember all for dinner all we ate was Captain Crunch Now we blow big blunts on the way to brunch Went from good fella to commissary slips Now I got back up man every time I slipped Never ever quit, I just kept on pursuing Teacher always ask me, what was I doing Scribbled in my notebook and never did homework Low attention span, guess these Adderall worked Rocked Tommy Hil shirts, ones with the boat Rockport kicks way before we even smoked Used to have baby lungs, choking when I hit it Nowadays lace a whole seven in a sitting Remember back then we thought we growed up Rushing at a kid just to be grown up I want something else To get me through this Semi-charmed kind of life baby Baby I want something else Not listening when you say Goodbye I can eat a pound and shit sixty four quarters Burn up fire and drown drops of water Son, I told you I got them beans like Goya Gone off them pills got me jumping off the sofa Hotter than a Hot Pocket out the devil microwave Got these models fallin’ for me call them girls bridal wave Exotic foreign garments lookin' tailor made And when these girls see me man they wetter than the everglades Everyday same ish, me getting paid Waking up, new bitch, it's me getting laid Used to take bottle back, waitress bring the bottle back Now they see me shining and they looking like a Sour Patch Homie Catch a heart attack, Newport soft pack never blow blunt wraps But these blunt raps sewn up Whoever thought I'd be the greatest growing up I want something else To get me through this Semi-charmed kind of life baby Baby I want something else Not listening when you say Goodbye The sky was gold, it was rose I was taking sips of it through my nose And I wish I could get back there, some place back there Smiling in the pictures you would take Doing crystal meth will lift you up until you break It won't stop, I won't come down I keep stock with a tick-tock rhythm, a bump for the drop And then I bumped up, I took the hit that I was given Then I bumped again, then I bumped again I believe in the sand beneath my toes The beach gives a feeling, an earthy feeling I believe in the faith that grows And the four right chords can make me cry When I'm with you I feel like I could die And that would be all right, all right I want something else To get me through this Life baby I want something else Not listening when you say Goodbye Goodbye
6.
All the girls in every girlie magazine Can’t make me feel Any less alone Cause there’s a lack of color here All the girls in every girlie magazine Can’t make me feel Any less alone I’m reaching for the phone To call at 7:03 And on your machine I slur a plea For you to come home I should have seen it when you broke down Stop and listen, and stop acting like you don't have a position Cause I could see it from the jump when I kissed you And feel it through the walls that you constantly put your fist through You're pissed, but you ain't gotta fight like this Life isn't worth a dime with a knife-sliced wrist Spent a whole bunch of time trying to write your list Of the last things alive that make you bite your… lip Little girl, little love, little hold my head to the ground in the mud Little I'm not comin' back up 'til the whole sky falls down on top of me And breaks my trust Now run, and think about it all Think about the last chance given and the first round fall And if that can't get you back to where you start Just call, and meet me in the place where we always are And all the girls in every girlie magazine Can’t make me feel Any less alone Cause there’s a lack of color here All the girls in every girlie magazine Can’t make me feel Any less alone I’m reaching for the phone To call at 7:03 And on your machine I slur a plea For you to come home Cause you don't see the things that I really wish that you would've No you don't make the effort I really thought that you could've To unlock the cage where you put us And take another stab at it Fly fishin' for the catch With my heart tied onto the only line that you cast And if I don't sink this raft right now I'ma float down the river 'til my last breaths, gasp Yeah, little lock, little key, little drop my boxes of thoughts into the sea No, I'm not comin' back out 'til the whole world stops in its tracks And admits its defeat, for good Back to the shackles, back to the comfort of the things that attack you And make you cold I'm over tryin' to make this home, so just go And leave me in the place that we'll always know And all the girls in every girlie magazine Can’t make me feel Any less alone Cause there’s a lack of color here All the girls in every girlie magazine Can’t make me feel Any less alone I’m reaching for the phone To call at 7:03 And on your machine I slur a plea For you to come home
7.
God that was strange to see you again Introduced by a friend of a friend Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before' In that instant it started to pour, Captured a taxi despite all the rain We drove in silence across Pont Champlain And all of the time you thought I was sad I was trying to remember your name You're the echoes of my everything, You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night. You're the laziness of afternoon, You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom. How will I break the news to you? How will I break the news to you? I love you, however, You hold me down You hold me down There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave You were what I wanted I gave what I gave I'm not sorry I met you, not sorry it's over Not sorry there's nothing to say It's nothing but time and a face that you lose I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose I'll write you a postcard I'll send you the news From a house down the road from real love Live through this, and you won't look back... Live through this, and you won't look back... Live through this, and you won't look back... You're the echoes of my everything, You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night. You're the laziness of afternoon, You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom. The leaky sink of sentiment, You’re the failed attempts I never could forget. Your the metaphors I can’t create to comprehend this curse that I call love So how will I break the news to you? How will I break the news to you? I love you, however, You hold me down You hold me down Live through this, and you won't look back...
8.
I could feel a hot one taking me down For a moment, I could feel the force Fainted to the point of tears And you were holding on to make a point What's the point? I'm but a clean man, stable and alone man Make it so I won't have to try The faces always stay the same So I face the fact that I'm just fine I said that I'm just fine I remember, head down, After you had found out Manna is a hell of a drug And I need a little more, I think Because enough is never quite enough What's enough? I took it like a grown man crying on the pavement Hoping you would show your face But I haven't heard a thing you've said In at least a couple hundred days What'd you say? I was in the front seat, shaking it out And I was asking if you felt alright I never want to hear the truth I want to hear your voice, it sounded fine My voice, it sounded fine I could feel my heartbeat taking me down And for the moment, I would sleep alright I'm dealing with a selfish fear To keep me up another restless night Another restless night And the only thing keeping me dry is You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Where I am Where I am Where I am The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving
9.
I'm wearing a blindfold, like where did the time go I know you hear me out there, give me a sign though I'ma follow you wherever your mind goes Baby I'ma follow you wherever your mind goes Take me away girl, somewhere they won't be Hold you closely, look at me, don't speak Will you follow me wherever my mind goes? So will you follow me wherever my mind goes? There's a universe inside us, all made of liquid. It's a case of inner space, chemically dependent. Through the veins to the brain, a whole solar system, And I'm a jet-setting space cadet experimenting. Yep, I vow to this, I'm an alchemist. I mix emotion up with thoughts and the outcome's bliss. Inhibition ain’t my boss, without a doubt take risks. The price of progress with that cost? I'll dish out them chips And chip at it like a sculptor carve out a wish. I'm on a chemical romance and life is a trip A slow dance with destiny, and her hands I grip. She quick, but I chase; freeze, tag, I'm it. I keep running like a fountain, so deep as a crater is wide, high as a mountain goat. And I'm immune to this altitude, got a high tolerance for substance. How bout you? I'm wearing a blindfold, like where did the time go I know you hear me out there, give me a sign though I'ma follow you wherever your mind goes Baby I'ma follow you wherever your mind goes Take me away girl, somewhere they won't be Hold you closely, look at me, don't speak Will you follow me wherever my mind goes? So will you follow me wherever my mind goes? They say its abuse; I call it a skill rapid a river run through me like a chemical spill, no harm. When I'm induced I live at will, whoa, the mind-marsh mellows like some lucky charms. Blast off from an armchair into space. So fast, so high got a sprinter's face. So vast, vanilla skies, I can smell and taste the chemicals in them depending on the prescription. Self-medicated chemists mixing up some inventions, Experimenting and tripping, Entering new dimensions. With my eyes wide shut, intuition and vision, Side effects make you feel like you're flying and swimming all at the same time, man I ain't lying, no fibbing. Throughout all found a wisdom broken down like a prism. I think I'm neighbors with the man on the moon. Chemistry's like music and I am in tune. I'm wearing a blindfold, like where did the time go I know you hear me out there, give me a sign though I'ma follow you wherever your mind goes Baby I'ma follow you wherever your mind goes Take me away girl, somewhere they won't be Hold you closely, look at me, don't speak Will you follow me wherever my mind goes? So will you follow me wherever my mind goes?

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The album is my love letter to music. It's comprised of covers of my favorite songs mashed together to become... Coverups.

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released March 31, 2017

Produced by The Wilde & David Grunzweig
Mixed and Mastered by David Grunzweig

Coverup Title - Original Artist(s)
Good Day - Nappy Roots
You Like First Dates? Whatever. - blink-182 X T.I.
Ride wit my VCR - Nelly X The xx

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