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Drive, Drive, Drive (Fergie & The Steelheads) · Tambien de los Ranchos Bajan (Lalo Mora) · Tambien de los Ranchos Bajan (Lalo Mora) · Dot Records Cover to Cover...Hit Upon Hit (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Cover to Cover (Paul Hardcastle) · Cover to Cover (Buddy Holly) · Cover to Cover (Jeff Healey) · Cover to Cover [Ska] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Cover to Cover (Jeff Healey) · The Best of Billy Ray Cyrus: Cover to Cover (Billy Ray Cyrus) – and 90 other albums »


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[Chorus:]
By the shoreline, will you be fine
Or will it cover you
And when you taste it, do you embrace it
What will you let it do

We grab a look
[Chorus]
I need a girl who'll ride for me (Keep her self real fly)
Damn near die for me (Stand by my side)
Gon' call for me (Stand up and cry)
torment
And despite the corny line, you could see the extent
That he would go, said he'd pay my rent, dress me and give me dough
Follow by cants
at the judges, in the criminal courts
Criminal thoughts, these streets wit killas to sport
This is Mafia music to murder you wit, inserted the clips
Drive-bys
view this
Style, empirical, lyrical, it's critical
Three the hard way, boy you need medical attention
I'm like a surgeon in my left hand
Hold
commercial best-buy product
Like a piece of material in the supermart
Now who said the sell-out can't be real
You're justifying the book by the cover
this one for my thugs

Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,
A Ludacris Buddhist, boo this when I do this
So true to this, perpetrators view this
Style, empirical, lyrical, it's critical
Three the hard way, boy you need
surgery

[Chorus x 2]
On tight beats we lurk, to drive you berserk
Leaving suckers shook, what a skirt
Companies perfected how to jerk
Crews come
to play 
I'm so ahead of my time when I talk there's a seven second delay 
Don't judge a book by its cover when I'm inventin' 
I add your colon to my
hostin' different ghettos
Different sounds each night
No drive by's in caddies
Clocking marks
Up on the east side
No kids with 40's
Shootin' dices under
Sky to land, I'm overcoming all your schemes and plans
So take cover as I rain thunder upon you man

I manifest Hip-Hop in it's highest degree