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Uncle Ricky would you read us a bedtime story please ha please?
Alright you kids get to bed I get the story book
Ya'll tucked in? Yeah here we go

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 ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me You Ty we gonna make sum 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 and a sista and a brotha
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. 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 the lil' boy was strapped

The kid pulled out a gun he said "Why'd ya hit me?"
The barrel was set straight for the cop's kidney
The cop got scared the kid he starts to figure
I'll do years if I pull this trigga
So he cold dashed and ran around the block
Cop radioes it to another lady cop
He ran by a tree there he saw this sista
Shot for the head he shot back but he missed her

Looked around good and from expectations
He decided he'd hit for the subway stations
But she was coming and he made a left
He was runnin' top speed till he was outta breath
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him
Then he made his move to an abandoned building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor
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 spanking shotgun
He went outside but there was cops all over
Then he dipped into a car a stolen Nova
Raced up the block doing 83
Crashed into a tree near University

Escaped alive though the car was battered
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets and still had static
Grabbed a pregnant lady and pulled out the automatic
Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full of lead
He told 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 run on

Sirens sounded he seemed astounded
And before long the lil' boy got surrounded
He dropped the gun so went the glory
And this is the way I have to end this story
He was only seventeen in a madman's dream
The cops shot the kid I still hear him scream
This ain't funny so don't ya dare laugh
Just another case 'bout the wrong path
Straight 'n narrow or yo' soul gets cast good night

Knock 'em out the box Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out the box Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out the box Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out the box Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out the box Rick knock 'em out Rick

Knock 'em out Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out Rick knock 'em out Rick
Knock 'em out Rick knock 'em out Rick

Ain't nothing that's right break the ruler
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