Children's Story

And then jackie chan just started kickin 'em
Pow pow pow
Whaaaaa
Alright yall alright yall enough of that
It's time to go to bed yall
Time to go to bed I don't wanna hear that
You know what time it is you know what time it is
Uncle mos
Yeeesss
Would you read us a bedtime story please
Okay okay yall tucked in
Yeessss
Heeeere we go
Once upon a time not long ago
When people wore adidas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
And people was behaving like hip hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little sha tan and this is what he said
Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jackin old beats and making the dash
They jacked the beats money came wit ease
But son he couldn't stop it's like he had a disease
He jacked another and another michael jackson stevie wonder
Set some r b over the track for deep cover 187
The kid got wild startin actin erratic
He said yo that presidential I got ta have it
With liquor in his belly son he made up the track
But little did he know that his joints was wack
The shiny a r said great new hit g
Whenever you need a loop yo come get me
The kid got amped and he starts to figure
I'm a get dough like all a these otha n**gaz
So he's in the studio workin round the clock
For pop radio jacked the beat to planet rock
Was out in the street when he met this sister
Who couldn't sing for shhhh but the mix wit her sister
Hooked up the track and in excitation
He decided hed head for the radio station
But but he was running and he made a left
Was skeezin at top speed and ran into mos def
I slowed the young man down and I started yo money
Yo why you sellin lies to our wives and children
He ran upstairs up to the top floor
Opened up the door then guess what he saw who
Jane the chickenhead radio host
Who be yappin 'bout beef between east and west coast
He said this ones a bullet you got ta give it run
The chicken said thanks and spanked it 1
He went outside was getting props all over
Then he dipped into his ride the 4 point rover
Raced up the block doing 83
Some cats with hennessey saw him at a r e d
He winked his eye like his star status mattered
They rat a tat tatted to make his blood splatter
You rockin crazy ice and all you do is cling static
And rolling down to brooklyn late night is problematic
His eyes was bloody red he hung on every word they said
They told the kid back down that playa sh*t is dead
Deep in his heart he knew he was gone
But he grabbed his 45 and decide to blaze on
Wit shades on founded had him astounded an
Before long the young man got surrounded
Those grabbed the guns so goes the glory
And that is the way I got ta end this story
He was out chasin cream and the american dream
Tryin to pretend the ends justify the means
This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
It's just what comes to pass when you sell your a**
Life is more than what your hands can grasp
Good night
Kids talking
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