Karaoke Children's Story von Brodee Frank, Producer 9-0, Slick Rick — mit Songtext mitsingen auf Singa

SongtexteChildren's Story

This is the remix

Uncle Ricky

could you read us a bedtime story

Please huh please

All right you kids get to bed

I'll get the storybook

This is the remix

Y'all 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 behaving

like they ought to good

There lived a little boy

who was misled

By another little boy

and this is what he said

Me and you tonight

we're gonna make some cash

Robbin' old folks

and making 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 a brother

Tried to rob a man

who was a DT 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 little 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

Shot for the head

he shot back

but he missed her

Looked 'round good

and from expectations

He decided he'd head

for the subway stations but

But she was coming

and he made a left

He was running top speed

'til 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

shooting 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 eighty three

Crashed into a tree

near university

Escaped alive

though the car was battered

Ratatattatted and then

all the cops scattered

Ran out of bullets

and he still had static

Grabbed a pregnant lady

and pulled out the automatic

Pointed at her head

he said the gun was full of lead

He told the cops back off

or honey here is 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 little boy

got surrounded

He dropped his 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 you dare laugh huh

Just another case

about the wrong path huh

Straight and narrow

or your soul gets cast

Oh boy

That Uncle Ricky is really weird

I know right

What does he mean

Straight and narrow

or your soul gets cast

I don't know

I think he be

crackin' it up or something

Well I'm going to bed

Good night

Good night

Another

Vance Wright

Rick the Ruler

presentation

Inhaber:in des Urheberrechts
Slick Rick, Producer 9-0, Frank Brodee