Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

Uncle Whitey, Uncle
Can you tell us a story?
Be here, bed time thing
Yeah, can you tell some bedtime

Once upon a not long ago
When people wore pajamas and lived slow
When laws were stern and stood
And people behavin' like they are too good

was a little boy who was misled
By another boy and this is what he said
"Me and you, guy, we gonna make cash
old folks and makin' the dash"

They did the job, money came ease
But one couldn't stop, it's he had a disease
He robbed another and another, a sister and her
to rob a man who was a DT undercover

The cop his arm, he started acting erratic
He said, "Keep still, boy, no for static"
Punched him in his belly and he him a slap
But did he know that the boy was strapped

He out his gun and said, "Why'd you hit me?"
The barrel headed straight for the kidney
The cop get scared, the kid, he starts to
"I'll do years if I this trigger"

So he dashed and ran around the block
Cop radios in to lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw this
A shot for the head, he back but he missed her

around good and expectations
So he decided he'd head for the stations
But she was so he made a left
He was runnin' top speed he was outta breath

Knocked an old man he swore he killed him
Then made his move to an building
Ran up to the top floor
He opened up the door there, guess who he

Dave the fiend shootin' dope
Who don't the meaning of water nor soap
He said, "I bullets, hurry up, run"
The dope fiend brought back a shotgun

He went outside but there was all over
Then he into a car was a stolen Nova
up the block doin' 83, crashed into a tree near university
Escaped alive though the car was
and all the cops scattered

Ran out of bullets but he still had
Grabbed a pregnant pulled out the automatic
He pointed at her head and said "The gun was of lead
So the cops back off, or honey dead"

in his heart he knew he was wrong
So he let the lady go and he to move on
sounded, he seemed astounded
Before long the lil' boy got

He dropped his gun, so the glory
And this is the way I gotta end this
He was only nineteen, in a dream
I saw the cops the kid, I still hear him scream

This ain't funny so you dare laugh
Just case 'bout the wrong path
Straight and narrow or your soul cashed
Good