A ROGUE STORY

Now here's a little something that needs to be heard
Word Jook
Now
Uncle Jooka
Here's a little something that needs to be heard
Word Jook
Can you tell us a bead time story
Please huh please
Alright
You kids get to bed an imma get the story out
Now here's a little something that needs to be heard
Word word word word Jook
You all tucked in
Here we go

Once upon a time in the city of rogues
Humans barked liked dogs
An they all sold coke
An it was stern
EPAs the hood
Ya probably get robbed
You act to good
Once lived a little boy
Who was missed
By another little boy
With dreads in his head
Me an you rogue
We can make some cash
Jacking dope dillers
An selling the stash
Dillers got robbed
The money came with ease
But one he couldn't stop
Its like he had a disease
Robbed a pimp and a diller
Robbed a scammer and a killa
Robbed a sheriff
Who was deep under cover
The sheriff grabbed his arm
Rogue became erratic
Cop said boy
No need for static
Punched rogue and he gave him a slap
Little did he know that rogue was strapped
Rogue pulled a 45 an said
Why you hit me
The 45 was pointed at the cop kidney
The cop whimpered an his eyes got bigger
Rogue figured he do life
He pull this trigger
So he
Broke wide
An he ran around the block
Cop radio in to another PA cop
Ran in to the light trees
When he saw the assistant
Tried to shoot him in the head
Shot back but he missed
Looked around good
Hit home depo racing
Decided to run to subway if they chase him
But she was coming and he made a left
Running top speed
Till he ran out of breath
Knocked an OG down an he swore he killed him
(Sorry)
Fast threw the low income building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor
Open up the door
An guess who he saw
Who
Jr the dope fiend smoking on criss
Don't know the meaning of wiping when the shit
Rogue said I need bullets
Hurry up run
Jr brought back a spunky machine gun
Back down stairs there was cops all ova
Dipped into a running car
A red Toyota
Raced up east bayshore doing 83
Crashed into a bucket near university
Escaped alive
Though the Camry was battered
Rat ta ta tatta an all the roller scattered
Emptied out a clip cause a jail cells tragic
Grabbed the closet person hostage
An pulled an auto automatic
Pointed at his head
An said the clip is full of lead
Told the rollers back off
Or partner here is dead
Looked at the hostage
Its the pops of his hoe
So he let the dude go
An he starts to run on
Sirens sound and the boy was astounded
Wasn't very long before the rogue was surrounded
He dropped his gun
An so went the glory
This is the way
Jook had to end this story
17 in a round out dream
Shot the kid still hear him scream
This aint funny so don't
You dare laugh
Just another case about the wrong path
Straight an narrow or your soul gets cast
Good night
Knock um out the box Jook
Knock um out Jook

Boy that uncle Jooka sure is weird
He sure is
Pretty roguish

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Knock um out Jook