[Intro: Uncle Howie]
My life is- I'm dependent, I can't help it. I started at a young age
I'm too dependent on it, you know?
 [bad word] and music get me where I wanna go now
But I gotta make the money for it and it's not that easy nowadays

[Hook]
My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine
My moms used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight
Smoked weed when I was twelve, sold weed at fourteen
Bombing for peace is like [bad word] for virginity
Conscious rap is [bad word]  gangster rap is a fraud
This is real rap, bang your [bad word] head through the wall
This is [bad word] music, stuck with a syringe in your arm
I'm the [bad word] like the name of the song
Yo my uncle shoots heroin

[Ill Bill]
Bathroom floor, found a syringe
When I was on the Hydro Tour Howie went out on a binge
The snake [bad word] I was [bad word] even took him to cop
month later he was on the floor looking for rock
Missed a flight to Czech Republic, walked in the path
Of Howie lying in his own puke dying from crack
Cocaine poisoning, he shot the heroin since fourteen
 [bad word] 2003, he was clean
I helped him out, he kicked crack, dope, and meth
Hosted shows, free clothes, bubblebaths, autographs
T-shirts, soon I'mma 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

[Hook]
My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine
My moms used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight
Smoked weed when I was twelve, sold weed at fourteen
Bombing for peace is like [bad word] for virginity
Conscious rap is [bad word]  gangster rap is a fraud
This is real rap, bang your [bad word] head through the wall
This is [bad word] music, stuck with a syringe in your arm
I'm the [bad word] like the name of the song
Yo my uncle shoots heroin

[Ill Bill]
He used to live in my crib, sleep on my couch smoking Newport 100's
Gave [bad word] books, bought me my first bass guitar
Learned from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards
Watch the sci-fi 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 Captain [bad word] then go back to sleep
He was a crackhead too, he might still be
walking relapse, that [bad word] #39;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

[Hook]
My uncle shoots heroin, my father used to do cocaine
My moms used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight
Smoked weed when I was twelve, sold weed at fourteen
Bombing for peace is like [bad word] for virginity
Conscious rap is [bad word]  gangster rap is a fraud
This is real rap, bang your [bad word] head through the wall
This is [bad word] music, stuck with a syringe in your arm
I'm the [bad word] like the name of the song
Yo my uncle shoots (my uncle shoots)