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Drunk Uncle

from What's Good by Jay Floyd

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lyrics

All the moments with My mama nem
All the kids walking to the house at my Auntie crib
Smoke from the reefer out the regals window we inhaled
Corner beer cans in brown bags tend to leave a trail
my uncle was the source of the cheeba smell
porch fulla repeat offenders he would meet in jail
Goatees and gold teeth fingerwaves fly as the females
Gold chains gold pinky rings Cocaine fingernails
Sup Cool Breeze, we Slapped him five on the black hand
What it iz youngblood. E-Z-wider in the trash can
We Headed in the house to play mario
He was scoping for the pac man seen a monte carlo
It was just Carlos pulling up w a carload
Of what we now know as sex traffic human cargo
Walked into the house thru the sound of beaded curtains
And isley jasper isley, and shalamar and curtis
Cards was on the table, next to kitties and a cash draw
My mama was on that Bidwhist. Fellas tryna cat call
But mama on that gin twist knowing ain't no last call
her knows the snubnose in her purse if it go that far
She told me I should pose and do that jackson 5 song she like
i froze in the smoky spotlight for a longest 5
Thinkin This gone be a long night
Contact smoke got me hitting the notes in song right
next Me and my cuz blowing in the game for the track and field
Next room my uncles w blow on the table from the package deal
Leaning so coo-cool…...or was it
Family’s one thing we dont choo-choose we love them
…….Stepped out the room for some koolaid
Kitchen fulla of homemade liquor that Zulu made
In the same kinda pitcher so I sniffed for my safety
In the hallway was a picture of a naked afro lady
See this world was carefree
Kangol hats and care free curls kept they hair sleek...
Even slept on waterbeds...bruh, everythang wavy

Southern fried slang tho like Everythang gravy
See I knew about heroin and methadone,
Way before I saw that different strokes special episode
And who would ever know that the predator was Reagan
Got us praying to gold idols and got the streets Pagan
s’what my auntie friend in the dashiki saying
Odds and ends about consciousness taken
Watch in 20 years we be zombies unconscious
They gone flood the whole city with drugs for the iran contras
Grandma walked in he stopped what he saying
I don;t know about all dat but im never gone stop praying
I’ll never stop believin my god cause he see us
When the time come we be caught up w sweet jesus
But The best advice I got ever got
Smelled like wild irish rose and that ghetto pot
My uncle came...stumblin, been drunk enough for a couple days
Told me ya better listen close to what your mother say
Don't try to be like me go the other way
You good how you are..ain't no other way
its who you born to be dont worry what folks think
Keep reading writing that poetry if that's yo thing
And see He talked with his hands and they gleamed in gold rings
And he Basically spoke the whole thing in smoke rings
The matrix was broke I could see the whole thing
And I still see the faces of folks in my old dreams
They just silhouettes... hand dancin as Peabo sings
And whenever I see a hat with a feather, it still stings
Cuz the best advice that I ever got
Was from high ass uncle in a smoke filled party, what paradox
He could make pair of shoes out of pair a dice
Made an unbearable life look like paradise
Brutally honest
too cool for school, so hot he was atomic a human halley's comet
Sometimes when the world get me scared black
I pretend to slick hair back
And spit these bare facts bareback
And imagine i'm whippin that cream and yellow rare lac
I guess apples don't roll too far...so there’s that./

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from What's Good, released June 29, 2021

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Jay Floyd is a lyrical rap artist in the mold of Black Thought and Common. He's one half of the duo Rime Royal and a frequent collaborator with Shawn Charles. Jay's dynamic rhymes, versatile style, and electrifying performances have earned him critical acclaim and allowed him to expand out to the world of acting. His talent has no limits. ... more

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