Chords for ILL BILL - "My Uncle" Official Video
Tempo:
96.3 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
Gm
Am
A
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] My life is good.
I'm dependent.
I can't help it.
I started at a young age.
I'm too dependent on it.
You know?
[F] Drugs and music get me where [Eb] I want to go now.
But I gotta make the money for [B] it.
It's not that easy.
[Dm] My uncle shoots heroin.
My father used [Gm] to do [Am] cocaine.
My [Dm] mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta 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.
[A] I'm the truth [Dm] like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
Bathroom floor.
Found a syringe when I was on the Herald tour.
Howie went out on a binge.
The snake bitch.
I was fucking.
Even took him to cop.
A month later he was on the floor looking for rock.
Mr.
Blake, the Czech Republic, walked in the path of [Am] Howie Lyon and his own puke.
Dying [Dm] from crack.
Cocaine poisoning.
He shot the heroine since fourteen.
February 2003 he was clean.
I helped him out.
He kicked crack.
Open meth.
Hosted shows.
Free clothes.
Bubble baths.
Autographs.
T-shirts.
Soon I'ma make a Howie [Gm] action figure.
[Am] Before his latest [Dm] 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 Sniper.
But this is just something that he's gotta do on his own.
I'm trying to get through to him with this song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
[A] This is real [D] rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is drug [Dm] music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
He used to live in my crib.
Sleep on my couch.
Smoking Newport 100s.
Gave me comic books.
Bought me my first bass guitar.
Learned from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards.
Watched the Sci-Fi channel high [Gm] off of [A] methadone.
More [Dm] addictive than anything injected in the arm.
DT's five in the morning waking my moms.
Gotta search for how he said about Miss Gaw.
Roaming the streets.
He was a superhero to me.
When I was five, I used to pick the seeds out of his weed.
Knot it out, burn it.
Cigarette [Gm] holes in his [Am] sheets.
Wake up and [Dm] eat a box of Captain Crunch and go back to sleep.
He was a crackhead too.
He might still be.
A walking relapse.
That motherfucker 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, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
So [Gm] we'd at [A] fourteen.
[Dm] Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity.
Conscience rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
This is real rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is strong music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth.
Like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots.
[A] [Dm]
[Gm] [Am]
I'm dependent.
I can't help it.
I started at a young age.
I'm too dependent on it.
You know?
[F] Drugs and music get me where [Eb] I want to go now.
But I gotta make the money for [B] it.
It's not that easy.
[Dm] My uncle shoots heroin.
My father used [Gm] to do [Am] cocaine.
My [Dm] mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta 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.
[A] I'm the truth [Dm] like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
Bathroom floor.
Found a syringe when I was on the Herald tour.
Howie went out on a binge.
The snake bitch.
I was fucking.
Even took him to cop.
A month later he was on the floor looking for rock.
Mr.
Blake, the Czech Republic, walked in the path of [Am] Howie Lyon and his own puke.
Dying [Dm] from crack.
Cocaine poisoning.
He shot the heroine since fourteen.
February 2003 he was clean.
I helped him out.
He kicked crack.
Open meth.
Hosted shows.
Free clothes.
Bubble baths.
Autographs.
T-shirts.
Soon I'ma make a Howie [Gm] action figure.
[Am] Before his latest [Dm] 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 Sniper.
But this is just something that he's gotta do on his own.
I'm trying to get through to him with this song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
[A] This is real [D] rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is drug [Dm] music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
He used to live in my crib.
Sleep on my couch.
Smoking Newport 100s.
Gave me comic books.
Bought me my first bass guitar.
Learned from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards.
Watched the Sci-Fi channel high [Gm] off of [A] methadone.
More [Dm] addictive than anything injected in the arm.
DT's five in the morning waking my moms.
Gotta search for how he said about Miss Gaw.
Roaming the streets.
He was a superhero to me.
When I was five, I used to pick the seeds out of his weed.
Knot it out, burn it.
Cigarette [Gm] holes in his [Am] sheets.
Wake up and [Dm] eat a box of Captain Crunch and go back to sleep.
He was a crackhead too.
He might still be.
A walking relapse.
That motherfucker 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, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
So [Gm] we'd at [A] fourteen.
[Dm] Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity.
Conscience rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
This is real rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is strong music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth.
Like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots.
[A] [Dm]
[Gm] [Am]
Key:
Dm
Gm
Am
A
C
Dm
Gm
Am
_ _ [C] My life is good.
I'm dependent.
I can't help it.
I started at a young age.
I'm too dependent on it.
You know?
[F] Drugs and music get me where [Eb] I want to go now.
But I gotta make the money for [B] it. _ _
It's not that easy.
_ _ [Dm] My uncle shoots heroin.
My father used [Gm] to do [Am] cocaine.
My [Dm] mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta 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.
[A] I'm the truth [Dm] like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
Bathroom floor.
Found a syringe when I was on the Herald tour.
Howie went out on a binge.
The snake bitch.
I was fucking.
Even took him to cop.
A month later he was on the floor looking for rock.
Mr.
Blake, the Czech Republic, walked in the path of [Am] Howie Lyon and his own puke.
Dying [Dm] from crack.
Cocaine poisoning.
He shot the heroine since fourteen.
February 2003 he was clean.
I helped him out.
He kicked crack.
Open meth.
Hosted shows.
Free clothes.
Bubble baths.
Autographs.
T-shirts.
Soon I'ma make a Howie [Gm] action figure.
[Am] Before his latest [Dm] 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 Sniper.
But this is just something that he's gotta do on his own.
I'm trying to get through to him with this song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
[A] This is real [D] rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is drug [Dm] music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
He used to live in my crib.
Sleep on my couch.
Smoking Newport 100s.
Gave me comic books.
Bought me my first bass guitar.
Learned from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards.
Watched the Sci-Fi channel high [Gm] off of [A] methadone.
More [Dm] addictive than anything injected in the arm.
DT's five in the morning waking my moms.
Gotta search for how he said about Miss Gaw.
Roaming the streets.
He was a superhero to me.
When I was five, I used to pick the seeds out of his weed.
Knot it out, burn it.
Cigarette [Gm] holes in his [Am] sheets.
Wake up and [Dm] eat a box of Captain Crunch and go back to sleep.
He was a crackhead too.
He might still be.
A walking relapse.
That motherfucker 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, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
So [Gm] we'd at [A] fourteen.
[Dm] Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity.
Conscience rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
This is real rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is strong music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth.
Like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots.
_ _ _ [A] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
I'm dependent.
I can't help it.
I started at a young age.
I'm too dependent on it.
You know?
[F] Drugs and music get me where [Eb] I want to go now.
But I gotta make the money for [B] it. _ _
It's not that easy.
_ _ [Dm] My uncle shoots heroin.
My father used [Gm] to do [Am] cocaine.
My [Dm] mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta 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.
[A] I'm the truth [Dm] like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
Bathroom floor.
Found a syringe when I was on the Herald tour.
Howie went out on a binge.
The snake bitch.
I was fucking.
Even took him to cop.
A month later he was on the floor looking for rock.
Mr.
Blake, the Czech Republic, walked in the path of [Am] Howie Lyon and his own puke.
Dying [Dm] from crack.
Cocaine poisoning.
He shot the heroine since fourteen.
February 2003 he was clean.
I helped him out.
He kicked crack.
Open meth.
Hosted shows.
Free clothes.
Bubble baths.
Autographs.
T-shirts.
Soon I'ma make a Howie [Gm] action figure.
[Am] Before his latest [Dm] 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 Sniper.
But this is just something that he's gotta do on his own.
I'm trying to get through to him with this song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
Sold weed at fourteen.
Bought love for pieces like fucking for virginity.
Conscious rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
[A] This is real [D] rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is drug [Dm] music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots heroin.
He used to live in my crib.
Sleep on my couch.
Smoking Newport 100s.
Gave me comic books.
Bought me my first bass guitar.
Learned from my grandma how to tell you the future with cards.
Watched the Sci-Fi channel high [Gm] off of [A] methadone.
More [Dm] addictive than anything injected in the arm.
DT's five in the morning waking my moms.
Gotta search for how he said about Miss Gaw.
Roaming the streets.
He was a superhero to me.
When I was five, I used to pick the seeds out of his weed.
Knot it out, burn it.
Cigarette [Gm] holes in his [Am] sheets.
Wake up and [Dm] eat a box of Captain Crunch and go back to sleep.
He was a crackhead too.
He might still be.
A walking relapse.
That motherfucker 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, my uncle shoots heroin.
My father used to do cocaine.
My mom used to smoke weed with her friends when I was eight.
Smoked weed when I was twelve.
So [Gm] we'd at [A] fourteen.
[Dm] Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity.
Conscience rap is bullshit.
Gangsta rap is a fraud.
This is real rap.
Bang your fucking head to the wall.
This is strong music.
Stuck with a syringe in your arm.
I'm the truth.
Like the name of the song.
Yo, my uncle shoots.
_ _ _ [A] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
Facts about this song