Children's Story

Uncle Whitey, Uncle Whitey Can you tell us a bedtime story? Be right here, bed time thing Yeah, can you tell some bedtime stories Please Once upon a time not long ago When people wore pajamas and lived life slow When laws were stern and justice stood And people were behavin' like they are too good There was a little boy who was misled By another lil' boy and this is what he said "Me and you, guy, we gonna make some cash Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash" They did the job, money came with ease But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease He robbed another and another, a sister and her brother Tryin' to rob a man who was a DT undercover The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic He said, "Keep still, boy, no need for static" Punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap But little did he know that the boy was strapped He pulled out his gun and said, "Why'd you hit me?" The barrel headed straight for the cop's kidney The cop get scared, the kid, he starts to figure "I'll do years if I pull this trigger" So he cold dashed and ran around the block Cop radios in to another lady cop He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister A shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her Looked around good and expectations So he decided he'd head for the subway stations But she was comin' so he made a left He was runnin' top speed till he was outta breath Knocked an old man down he swore he killed him Then made his move to an abandoned building Ran upstairs up to the top floor He opened up the door there, guess who he saw? Dave the dope fiend shootin' dope Who don't know the meaning of water nor soap He said, "I need bullets, hurry up, run" The dope fiend brought back a spankin' shotgun He went outside but there was cops all over Then he dipped into a car was a stolen Nova Raced up the block doin' 83, crashed into a tree near university Escaped alive though the car was shattered Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered Ran out of bullets but he still had static Grabbed a pregnant lady pulled out the automatic He pointed at her head and said "The gun was full of lead So the cops back off, or honey here's dead" Deep in his heart he knew he was wrong So he let the lady go and he starts to move on Sirens sounded, he seemed astounded Before long the lil' boy got surrounded He dropped his gun, so went the glory And this is the way I gotta end this story He was only nineteen, in a madman's dream I saw the cops shoot the kid, I still hear him scream This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh Just another case 'bout the wrong path Straight and narrow or your soul gets cashed Good night [Incomprehensible]