Lyrics:

'Uncle Ricky, would you read us a bedtime story please, huh please?'
'Yeah, please?'
'Alright, you kids get to bed, I'll get the story book'
'Yeah, alright'
'Y'all tucked in?'
'Yeah'
'Here we go'

Once upon a time not long ago
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow
Where laws were stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' 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 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 'stick 'em up, stick 'em up'
And a sista and her brotha
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover
The cop grabbed his arm, he started actin' 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 ya hit me?'
The barrel 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 radio's in 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 'round good and from expectations
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, 'sorry'
Then he made his move to an abandoned buildin'
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor
Opened up a door there, guess who he saw?
'Who?'

Dave the dope fiend, shootin' dope
Who don't know the meanin' 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 doin' 83
Crashed into a tree near university
Escaped alive, though the car was battered
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran outta bullets and he still had static
Grabbed a pregnant lady and pulled out the automatic
Pointed at her head, he said the gun was fulla 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
'Uh huh'
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, what?
'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
'Uh huh'
Just another case about the wrong path
'Uh huh'
Straight and narrow or your soul gets cast
Good Night

Talk about the box, Rick
Talk about, Rick...

'Oh boy, that uncle Ricky, he's really weird'
'I know right, what does he mean, straight and narrow or your soul gets cast?'
'I don't know you'd think he'd be crackin' up too'
'Uh huh, I don't know,'night'
'Goodnight'

Talk about the box, Rick
Talk about, Rick
Talk about the box, Rick
Talk about, Rick...

'Another, that's right, Rick the Ruler, presentation'
'Crumbs'