(feat. Rahzel)    [KIDS VOICES]  Uncle Whitey, Uncle Whitey, can you tell us a bedtime story?  Yeah, we want some bedtimes stories...(Please!)    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 our too good  There was a little boy who was misled by another lil' boy and this is what he said  "Me and you, Guy, 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 sister and her brother  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 you 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 trigger"  So he cold dashed and ran around the block, cop radios in to another lady cop  He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister, 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 so 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, was 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 but still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and 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 move 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 must end this story, he was only nineteen, in a madman's dream  I saw the cops shoot the kid, I still hear him scream, this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh  Just another case 'bout the wrong path, straight and narrow or your soul gets cashed  G'night