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Once upon a time not ago When people pajamas and lived life slow Lived a boy he was misled By another little boy and this is he said: "Me and you are gonna make some cash old folks and makin' the dash." They did the job, money came with But one couldn't stop, it's he had a disease He another and another a sister and a brother Tried to rob a man who was a undercover The cop grabbed his arm, he acting erratic He said "Look kid, no for static" Punched him in his belly and he gave him a But little did he know the little boy was The kid pulled out the gun, he "Why'd ya hit me?" The gun was hang right for the cop's The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to "I'll do years if I pull trigger" So he dashed and ran around the block Radios it to lady cop He ran by a tree, he saw the sister A for the head, he shot back but he missed her And due to He decided head for the roadway stations She was and he made a left He was top speed till he was out of breath He an old man down and swore he killed him Then he his move to an abandoned building He ran up the up to the top floor And who he saw? Dave the fiend shootin' dope Who don't know the meaning of nor soap He said "Hurry, up and run!" The dope fiend back a spanking shotgun He went outside but there was all over He dipped a car, a stolen Nova He raced up the doing 83 Crashed into a tree a university Escaped alive though the car was Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the scattered Ran out of bullets but he had static Grabbed a pregnant lady, got out the at her head and he said "Cops back off or the here's dead" in his heart he knew he was wrong He let the go and he starts to run on Sirens sounded, he seemed long the little boy was surrounded He dropped the gun, so went the And this is the way I to end my story He was seventeen, in a madman's dream The shot the kid, I still hear him scream This ain't funny so don't ya laugh another storye 'bout the wrong path Straight and narrow while your soul gets