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And I show no shame 'cause I'm down for mine
Now tell me what's my name 
It ain't Eric Clapton and this ain't slowhand

I'm the kid ya dig and I'm
M.C,'s I moe down 
And I show no shame 'cause I'm down for mine
Now tell me what's my name 
It ain't Eric Clapton and this ain't slowhand

I'm the kid
And I show no shame 'cause I`m down for mine
Now tell me what`s my name 
It ain`t Eric Clapton and this ain`t slowhand

I`m the kid ya dig and I`m
What?!

[Chorus]

Kool A.D., you good at rapping
Yo Hima, you good at rapping
Yo Victor, you genus latin
Yo Hima, you Eric Clapton
Yo Victor, we
a blue refrigerator, satellite and DVDs
A cozy little couch and Motorola TV
She loved to watch those pretty boys with California style
Like a jealous
putting so much trust in your religion
They couldn't conquer without division
Boy you still black, I don't care if you Catholic or Christian
Police'll still
putting so much trust in your religion
They couldn't conquer without division
Boy you still black, I don't care if you Catholic or Christian
Police'll still
DeVaughn singing in background]
It's nothin, I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin, you stay connected by the slang you bustin
Want it
I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin'
Want it simply put? You can't rip me
When I spit
Eric Clapton
And all I wanted was one 16 ain't enough
Talking that fast money 15 every month
When your people labelled poor, that motivated me more
like it raw like my boy the late O.D.B.
Stop pullin out them burners on them DVD's
You gotta body a motherfucker to, impress me
My boys keep
[Bun B]
Now if you come down to this dirty south
Betta' watch your ears cause country boys talk with a dirty mouth
And they on them corners and they
over, the gig is over (when a play)
The kid is older and getting colder (many fly by)
But his will hold ya, so listen closer to (a-a)-r-o-n
They
like it raw like my boy the late O.D.B.
Stop pullin out them burners on them DVD's
You gotta body a motherfucker to, impress me
My boys keep
If You Come Down To This Dirty South
Betta Watch Yo Ears Cause Country Boys Talk With A Dirty Mouth
And Dey On Dem Cornas N Dey Hustlin Up Da Dirty
killed by a cop that thought negative
Shot in the back like a victim of Jesse James
Tell them his motherf***ing name!
Phillip Pernell, murdered by
always knew this, ha ha
Yeah, boy!

Bass! How low can you go?
Death row, what a brother know
Once again, back is the incredible
rhyme animal,