Children's Story Lyrics - Eat At Whitey's - Everlast

[1st child] Uncle Whitey! Uncle Whitey, could you tell us a bedtime story? 

[2nd child] Dat's 'at! We want to hear a bedtime story 

[1st child] Please! Could you tell us a bedtime story? 

[2nd child] with fingers in the mouth tidgy poo na na 

[Everlast] 

Once upon a time not long ago 

when people wore pyjamas and lived life slow 

When laws were stern and justice stood 

and people were behaving' like they ought to: 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 some cash 

robbing' 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 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 headed 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 'round good in expectations 

so he decided he'd head for the subway stations 

But she was coming so he made a left 

he was running' 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 

Dad, 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 

So he get into a car, it was a stolen Nova 

Raced up the block doing 83, crashed into a tree near university 

Escaped alive though the car was battered 

He rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered 

Ran out of bullets but still had static 

grabbed a pregnant lady and pulled 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 got to 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 cast 

Good night! 

(Beat box by Rahzel till fade out)