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I came so hard
I slowly lost my eyesight
And I said darlin'
You suck wonderful tonight

Hey get the phone man

Hello, what?
Eric Clapton
By Joe Thomas & Howard Biggs
This is Eric Clapton's version

I've got you on my mind, I'm feeling kind of sad and low,
I've got you on my mind,
you rather Alex Haley's book on Malcolm X?
Their fuckin' with Ice T but they don't even care if
Eric Clapton's singin' I Shot the Sherriff! 
But how
Darbies walks,
When Eric Clapton talks
There's only one place it can come from
And it's all meat on the same bone
All meat, same bone,
Do it! 
Don't
and the trunks that bump 
Never been questioned by the F.B.I

Although I've tried every method just to get high 
L.S.D. is what I'm trippin on
And O.E. bitch
and the trunks that bump 
Never been questioned by the F.B.I

Although I've tried every method just to get high 
L.S.D. is what I'm trippin' on
And O.E. bitch
NEVER SHOULD'VE STARTED
WRITERS ERIC CLAPTON, STEPHEN BISHOP

Holy Mother, where are you?
Tonight I feel broken in two.
I've seen the stars fall from
and the trunks that bump 
Never been questioned by the F.B.I

Although I`ve tried every method just to get high 
L.S.D. is what I`m trippin on
And O.E. bitch
When Erkel Darbies walks,
When Eric Clapton talks
There's only one place it can come from

And it's all meat on the same bone
All meat, same bone,
[Chorus]
I can't seem to get you off my mind
Turn on the station, but I'm still facing you and
Everbody seem to lost their mind
It's hard
Obsessed with tragic [unintelligible, 5 syllables] like Eric Clapton
These are my wild years, I'm trying to enjoy the pain
The euphoria of dying
Toxins
you man
To the godfather B.B. King
and to my man Eric Clapton
I think I'm forgettin somebody, man
The Artist, ha-haaaaa
Yo, Jerry Wonder, man,
fever
Run with a hundred zebras
I got a leather jacket
I got a little hat on
I'm drinking carbonated water by the quarter gallon
I got an Eagle Talon
where it's at
But when I paid the doorman I knew I'd smelt a rat
The band playing in the corner may be Clapton, Beck or Jimi
No one seemed to care much
the fuck up
I'm not playin, I want to bag ya punk
This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk
Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rappin pump
Zappin Eric
I get
White America!
I Could be one of your kids
White America!
Little Eric looks just like this
White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go
crashin'
But if I go to Heaven would ya'll know my name
Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
Clap for your freedom dog, that's
crashin'
But if I go to Heaven would ya'll know my name
Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
Clap for your freedom dog, that's
minister in a sinister part of town
I pray if jesus is calling you that you would be found

Eric used to go to bible study as a kid
He got older
crashin'
But if I go to Heaven would ya'll know my name
Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
Clap for your freedom dog, that's
the machine
Eric Clapton, BB King, Eagles trafficking cream
And we run DMC I know you know what that mean
Running Rebels '93 white UNLV
Like what could that
JUNGLE
(Steve Hill)
 
I'm lost in the jungle...not really minding at all.
Just one thing bothers me, how did I get here?
When you're in
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
feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat

I'll talk, I'll talk they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired come up for some tea
the machine
Eric Clapton, BB King, Eagles trafficking cream
And we run DMC I know you know what that mean
Running Rebels '93 white UNLV
Like what could that