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My Uncle shoots heroin, |
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my father used to do cocaine, |
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my mom's used to smoke weed with her friends when i was 8, |
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smoke weed when i was 12, |
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sold weed at 14, |
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bummen for piece's like, |
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fucken for virginity, |
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concious rap is bullshit, |
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gangster rap is a fraud, |
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this is real rap, |
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bang your fuckin' head through the wall, |
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this is drug music, |
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stuck with a seringe in ya arm, |
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im the truth like the name'a this song yo, |
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my uncle shoot's heroin, |
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bathroom floor found a seringe, |
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when i was on the howie tour, |
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howie went out on a binge, |
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this snake bitch i was fuckin' even took him to cop, |
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a month later he was on the floor lookin' for rock, |
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mr faggot czech republic, |
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walked in the path, |
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of howie lyin' in his own puke, |
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die'en from crack, |
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cocaine poisoning, |
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he shot the heroin since 14, |
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february 2003 he was clean, |
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i helped him out he kicked crack, dope an meth, |
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hosted show's, free clothes, |
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bubble bath's, autograph's, |
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t-shirt's, soon im'a make a howie action figure, |
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before his latest relapse, |
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im glad i captured picture's, |
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i love howie, |
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homie used to change my diaper's, |
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to save him i'd a jumped in front of spray from sniper's, |
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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, |
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my father used to do cocaine, |
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my mom's used to smoke weed with her friends when i was 8, |
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smoke weed when i was 12, |
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sold weed at 14, |
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bummen for piece's like, |
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fucken for virginity, |
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concious rap is bullshit, |
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gangster rap is a fraud, |
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this is real rap, |
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bang your fuckin' head through the wall, |
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this is drug music, |
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stuck with a seringe in ya arm, |
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im the truth like the name'a this song yo, |
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my uncle shoot's heroin, |
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he used to live at my crib, |
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sleep on my couch, |
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smoken' newport, |
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wore hunchs, gave me comic books, |
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bought me my 1st bass guitar, |
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learnt from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards, |
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watch the sci-fi channel, |
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high off'a methadone, |
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more addictive than anything injected in the arm, |
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DT's 5 in the mornin, |
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waken my mom's, |
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got a search warrent, |
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for howie but tellen them he was gone, |
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roamin' the streets, |
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he was a super hero to me, |
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when i was 5 i used to pick the seed's out of his weed, |
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nodded out burnin cigarette hole's in his sheet's, |
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wake up an eat a box of captain crunch an go back to sleep, |
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he was a crackhead to, |
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he might still be, |
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a walkin' relapse, |
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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, |
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my father used to do cocaine, |
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my mom's used to smoke weed with her freinds when i was 8, |
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smoke weed when i was 12, |
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sold weed at 14, |
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bummen for piece's like, |
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fucken for virginity, |
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concious rap is bullshit, |
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gangster rap is a fraud, |
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this is real rap, |
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bang your fuckin' head through the wall, |
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this is drug music, |
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stuck with a seringe in ya arm, |
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im the truth like the name'a this song yo, |
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my uncle shoot's... |