| My life is- I’m dependent, I can’t help it. |
| I started at a young age
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| I’m too dependent on it, you know?
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| Drugs and music get me where I wanna go now
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| But I gotta make the money for it and it’s not that easy nowadays
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| My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine
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| My moms used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight
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| Smoked weed when I was twelve, sold weed at fourteen
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| Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity
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| Conscious rap is bullshit, gangster rap is a fraud
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| This is real rap, bang your fucking head through the wall
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| This is drug music, stuck with a syringe in your arm
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| I’m the truth like the name of the song
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| Yo my uncle shoots heroin
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| Bathroom floor, found a syringe
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| When I was on the Hiero Tour Howie went out on a binge
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| The snake bitch I was fucking even took him to cop
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| A month later he was on the floor looking for rock
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| Missed a flight to Czech Republic, walked in the path
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| Of Howie lying in his own puke dying from crack
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| Cocaine poisoning, he shot the heroin since fourteen
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| February 2003, he was clean
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| I helped him out, he kicked crack, dope, and meth
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| Hosted shows, free clothes, bubblebaths, autographs
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| T-shirts, soon I’mma make a Howie action figure
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| Before his latest relapse I’m glad I captured pictures
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| I love Howie, homie used to change my diapers
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| To save him I’d have jumped in front of spray from snipers
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| But this is just something that he’s gotta do on his own
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| I try to get through to him with this song yo
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| My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine
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| My moms used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight
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| Smoked weed when I was twelve, sold weed at fourteen
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| Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity
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| Conscious rap is bullshit, gangster rap is a fraud
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| This is real rap, bang your fucking head through the wall
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| This is drug music, stuck with a syringe in your arm
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| I’m the truth like the name of the song
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| Yo my uncle shoots heroin
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| He used to live in my crib, sleep on my couch smoking Newport 100's
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| Gave me comic books, bought me my first bass guitar
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| Learned from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards
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| Watch the sci-fi channel high off of methadone
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| More addictive than anything injected in the arm
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| D.T.'s five in the morning waking my moms
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| Got a search warrant but Howie Tenenbaum is gone
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| Roaming the streets, he was a superhero to me
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| When I was five I used to pick the seeds out of his weed
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| Nodding out, burning cigarette holes in his sheets
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| Wake up and eat a box of Captain Crunch then go back to sleep
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| He was a crackhead too, he might still be
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| A walking relapse, that motherfucker’s still on the street
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| You tell him right he goes left
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| Show him right he does wrong
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| I hope I get through to him with this song yo
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| My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine
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| My moms used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight
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| Smoked weed when I was twelve, sold weed at fourteen
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| Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity
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| Conscious rap is bullshit, gangster rap is a fraud
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| This is real rap, bang your fucking head through the wall
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| This is drug music, stuck with a syringe in your arm
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| I’m the truth like the name of the song
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| Yo my uncle shoots (my uncle shoots) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Uncle , by - Ill Bill. Song from the album The Hour Of Reprisal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп