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when one disagrees with another about a genre of music, they serve
themselves best by letting what they hold up as a shining example of
genius within that genre speak for itself. and herrrrrrrre we goooooooo....
"Children's Story", Slick Rick
Once upon a time
Not long ago,
Where people wore pajamas and lived life slow
Where laws where stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' like they ought to - good
There lived a little boy who was mislead
By another little boy
And this is what he said:
"Me and you tike, 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
And a sister and a brother
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover
The cop grabed his arm
He started actin' erratic
He said:
"Keep still boy, no need for static"
Punched him in his belly and gave him a slap
But little did he know
The little boy was strapped
The kid pulled outta 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 the sister
Shot for the head
He shot back but he missed her
Looked 'round good
And from excpectations
He decided he'd head for the subway stations
But
(what)
She was coming and he made a left
He was running top speed
Till he was out of breath
Knocked an old man down
And swore he killed him
(sorry)
Then he made his move to an abandonded building
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 meaning of water nor soap,
He said:
"I need bullets, hurry up, run!",
The dope fiend rolled back a spankin' shot gun!
He went outside but there were 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-tatered
And all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets
And he still had static
Grabbed the 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's dead"
Deep in his heart
He knew he was wrong
So he lets the lady go
And he starts to run on
Sirens sounded
He seemed astounded
And, before long the 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 one teen 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 about the wrong path
Straight and narrow
Or your soul gets cast
Goodnite.
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