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