Lyrics - Kenny's Dead by Master P

This is
Master
PI'm down here in
South
Park
I just put a million dollar reward up
For any information or anybody who know who killed
Kenny
Ya heard?[
Chorus](
Kenny's dead)
We got to ride tonight
My little homey
Kenny died tonight(that's what
I said)unh!
Kenny strated messin' up, hangin' with the thugs
Cutting class, in the fast section, see weed and drugs
And
I guess that's how it is, when the ghetto got you trapped
But
Kenny ain't scared, he seen his pops get his neck snapped
People lie in they sheet, on
South
Park streets
Where the hoes chill and everybody run from the police
But what
I liked about
Kenny, he wasn't no crip or no blood
And he mumbled when he talked, but he loved that bud[
Chorus]
Alot of hopeless nights chasin' nickels and dimes
Kenny rode the other bus to school, but at night, he did crimestwo eleven, one eighty seven, it's like a hobby
Kenny slowed his roll, he did three years for a robbery
Some say
Kenny was the poorest kid on the street
But picture this,
Kenny with about ten g's and a couple of keys
Huh, servin' the dope fiends, standin' on the corner
Moved and worked from
New
Orleans to
Arizona
But it was a trip,
Kenny always wondered how he would die
Would it be a car crash, a plane, a gun, or suicide
He knew one day that the rats would come
But he didn't know they was gonna scream "'bout it 'bout it"
And hit him with a shotgununh![
Chorus]
Alot of wasted deaths, alot of senseless crime
But everybody think about what you do out there, because uh
Judgment day is for everybody
Just remember that, uh, we can't take none of this wit' us
And it's real out here on these streets
I'd love to live like
Kenny
But just remember,
Kenny wasn't nothin' but a cartoon
Huh, died, he's dead, ain't no comin' back
Ya heard me?
Hombre,
Master
P,
No
Limit
To the world, baby
Don't get no realer than this

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