THE UNION - Free The Cover

Intro

Uh.

Treblo.

We need a little meeting.

Brought my artwork.

Brought my glasses.

Brought a bigger pair of glasses.

Still looking.

RAP

Spent three nights getting that shade just right,

Put my whole damn world in a square of light.

Uploaded the cover, leaned back proud—

Why my whole damn world look like a bread crumb now?

Pinch-pinch, zoom—nothing moved.

Got my nose on the screen like I'm hunting for clues.

Is that my face? Is that a chair?

Could be my album. Could be a pear.

Then an overlay slid right over my head,

Another little thing where the title should've been.

Made myself a portrait, the lighting was clean,

Now I'm guest-starring underneath the machine.

Got a mood, got a look, got a story to tell,

You put the exhibition in a postage-stamp cell.

My designer called, said, "How's it displayed?"

I said, "Technically, brother, your invoice got paid."

Chorus

Let it show, let it breathe,

That's the face of the song you're hearing.

Move that stuff, let us see,

Put the picture where the people can feel it.

Free the cover! Free the cover!

Give the art some room!

Free the cover! Free the cover!

We brought a whole damn union through!

RAP

See that blue? That's the midnight ride.

That red's the part where the love went sideways.

Hear that hook, see that face again,

That's how a stranger starts remembering your name.

It's the sleeve, it's the scene, it's the world we made,

It's the reason you can spot us from across the place.

Before the first kick, before I say a word,

There's a whole little feeling that you haven't heard.

But you cov-cov-cover the cover with another cover—

Hold up.

We need to uncover the cover.

Got a whole visual statement trapped under clutter,

My debut album needs a search-and-rescue cutter.

I ain't asking for a billboard over town,

Just enough room to tell if I'm smiling or down.

You got space for the stuff sitting over my face?

Beautiful.

Let's have a meeting about space.

Chorus

Let it show, let it breathe,

That's the face of the song you're hearing.

Move that stuff, let us see,

Put the picture where the people can feel it.

Free the cover! Free the cover!

Give the art some room!

Free the cover! Free the cover!

We brought a whole damn union through!

Bridge

What do we want?

BIGGER COVERS!

RAP

Big-big—bigger.

Pic-pic—picture.

Move-move—

Move that sticker.

Art-art—

Artist present.

Can't see the artist?

That's the protest.

RAP

Now the bass playe