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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, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash

Robbin' old folks and makin' tha 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 her 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 did 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

A shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her

Looked around good and from expectations

So he decided he'd head 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 he still had static

Grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic

Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full o' 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

Before long the lil' boy got surrounded

He dropped the gun, so went the glory

And this is the way I have 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