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And then Jackie just started kickin' 'em
pow, pow, pow

Alright y'all, y'all enough of that
time to go to bed y'all
Time to go to bed , I don't wanna that
You know time it is, you know what time it is
Uncle
Yes
Would you read us a story please?
Okay, okay, y'all in?
Yes
we go

Once a time not long ago
When people Adidas and lived life slow
When laws were and justice stood
And people was behavin' like was good
There lived a little boy who was
By a little shatan and this is what he
"Me and you kid we make some cash
old beats and makin' the dash"
They jacked the beats, money wit' ease
But son, he couldn't stop, like he had a disease
He jacked another and another, Michael Jackson, Wonder
Set some R&B over the track for Cover'

The kid got wild startin' actin'
He said, "Yo, presidential I gotta have it"
With liquor in his belly son, he up the track
But did he know that his joints was wack
The A&R said, "Great new hit G!
Whenever you a loop, yo come get me"
The kid got amped and he to figure
"I'm a get dough all-a these otha niggaz!"
So, he's in the studio workin' 'round the
For Pop radio, the beat to 'Planet Rock'

Was out in the street he met this sister
Who sing for shh but the mix wit' her sister
Hooked up the track and in
He decided he'd head for the radio
But he was and he made a left
Was skeezin' at top and ran into Mos Def

I the young man down and I started "Yo money
Yo, why you sellin' lies to our and children?"
He ran up to the top floor
Opened up the door then guess he saw? Who?
Jane the chickenhead host
Who be yappin' 'bout between east and west coast
He said, "This a bullet, you gotta give it run!"
The said, "Thanks" and spanked it number1
He went outside, was gettin' all over
Then he dipped his ride, the 4-point rover

Raced up the block 83
Some cats Hennessey saw him at a RED
He winked his eye like his star mattered
They rat-a-tat-tatted to his blood splatter
"You rockin' ice and all you do is cling static
And rollin' to Brooklyn late night is problematic"
His eyes was bloody red, he hung on every word said
They told the kid, "Back down, that playa is dead"
Deep in his heart, he knew he was
But he grabbed his 45 and decide to on

Wit' shades on had him astounded an'
Before long, the young man got
Those grabbed the guns, so the glory
And that is the way I got ta end story
He was out chasin' cream and the dream
to pretend the ends justify the means
This ain't funny so you dare laugh
It's just what comes to pass when you your ass
Life is than what your hands can grasp
night

Knock 'em out the box Mos, 'em out Mos
Knock 'em out the box Mos, 'em out Mos
Knock 'em out the box Mos, 'em out Mos
'em out the box Mos, knock 'em out Mos
Knock 'em out the box Mos, 'em out Mos
Knock 'em out the box Mos, 'em out Mos
'em out

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