My Uncle Shoots Heroin (Original Demo)

Lyrics

[Chorus] My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine My moms smoked weed with her friends the day I turned eight Started smoking age twelve, sold it at fourteen Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity Conscious rap is bullshit, gangster rap is a fraud This is real rap, bang your fucking head through the wall This is drug music, stuck with a syringe in your arm I'm the truth like the name of the song Yo my uncle shoots heroin [Verse 1] Bathroom floor, found a syringe Back from the Hiero Tour, Howie went out on a binge Snake bitch I was fucking even took him to cop A month later, he was on the floor looking for rock Missed a flight to Czech Republic, walked in the rest Found him lying in his own puke, talking to death Cocaine poisoning, he shot the heroin since fourteen February 2003, he was clean I helped him out, he kicked crack, dope, and meth Hosted shows, free clothes, bubble baths, autographs Told me he wanted to make a Howie action figure Before his latest relapse I'm glad I captured pictures I love Howie, homie used to change my diapers To save him I'd have jumped in front of spray from snipers But this is just something that he's gotta do on his own I try to get through to him with this song, yo My uncle shoots heroin [Verse 2] He used to live in my crib Sleep on my couch smoking Newport 100's Gave me comic books, bought me my first bass guitar Learned from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards Watch the Sy-Fy channel high off of methadone More addictive than anything injected in the arm D.T.'s five in the morning waking my moms Got a search warrant but Howie Tenenbaum is gone Roaming the streets, he was a superhero to me When I was five, I used to pick the seeds out of his weed Nodding out, burning cigarette, holes in his sheets Wake up and eat a box of cereal, then go back to sleep He was a crackhead too, he might still be A walking relapse, that motherfucker's still on the street You tell him right, he goes left Show him right, he does wrong I hope I get through to him with this song, yo [Chorus] My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine My moms smoked weed with her friends the day I turned eight Started smoking age twelve, sold it at fourteen Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity Conscious rap is bullshit, gangster rap is a fraud This is real rap, bang your fucking head through the wall This is drug music, stuck with a syringe in your arm I'm the truth, like the name of the song Yo my uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine My moms smoked weed with her friends the day I turned eight Started smoking age twelve, sold it at fourteen Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity Conscious rap is bullshit, gangster rap is a fraud This is real rap, bang your fucking head through the wall This is drug music, stuck with a syringe in your arm I'm the truth, like the name of the song Yo my uncle shoots heroin